Lan Xiao moved and quickly got out of his arms. His face was full of tears and his eyes were red and swollen.
Wen Muchu took a tissue and gently wiped the tears off her face.
"Alright, don't cry. You look a little ugly."
Lan Xiao pouted unhappily and glared at him. "You're the ugly one."
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled. He tapped her nose and let the person outside in.
The door was pushed open, and a nurse came in with medical tools.
"Mr. Wen, did your wound open?" The nurse asked as she walked over with a worried look on her face. She looked up and down at Wen Muchu's condition with a solicitous and enthusiastic attitude.
Wen Muchu frowned slightly and pointed to the back of Lan Xiao's hand that was bleeding.
"She pulled out the needle and the back of Xuxu's hand is bleeding. Help her take care of it."
The female nurse had a delicate and pretty appearance. She looked to be about twenty years old and looked like an intern.
