The wound on li Hanchen's calf was a full five centimeters long. Blood oozed out and stained his trousers red. However, li Hanchen had walked without any signs of abnormality when he was injured. No one thought that li Hanchen was injured.
Mu Sheng checked the wound and there seemed to be a trace of anger in her heart. She looked at li Hanchen."You were injured like this two hours ago, why didn't you bandage it?"
"I've forgotten. "
Li Hanchen had really forgotten that on the way back to the villa, he had lost control of his emotions and hit the fence by the roadside, injuring his leg.
However, li Hanchen, who had returned home, did not have the mood to bandage his wound. He had long forgotten about it.
Mu Sheng took the first aid kit and carefully bandaged li Hanchen's wound.
At this time, li Hanchen was sitting on the sofa, and Mu Sheng was squatting beside him, holding a cotton swab and medicine in his hand, gently wiping his wound.
