"Hold on, don't scratch. You absolutely mustn't scratch." Beiming Han was heartbroken seeing the unsightly face in front of him. It was as if his chest was being torn apart.
Her face had swollen worse than before, looking terrifying.
"No, I can't bear it any longer! Don't stop me!" Gu Qingxin felt like she would die if she had to endure any more.
Beiming Han held her tightly, refusing her to scratch herself. Suddenly, he remembered there should be some frozen ice cubes in the fridge.
He dragged her towards the fridge, with one hand restraining her from scratching her face, while the other grabbed ice. His plan was to cool her face first, hoping it would relieve her discomfort.
Suddenly, he felt a sting on his wrist. Gu Qingxin had bitten him, unable to bear the discomfort any longer!
His hand loosened, and she fell to the ground. In her intense itching, she managed to touch her face.
