"Ouch!"
"Ah, Meng Bao!" I was surprised when Meng Bao's hand under my hand twitched. I saw blood seeping out of Meng Bao's index finger. "I—I'm sorry!" I immediately told him to drop the knife and then held his hand to check on the cut.
It was not a deep cut, thankfully, "Thank god, I thought I accidentally sliced your finger!"
"N—No, it's okay, Jie, it's just a cut—" Meng Bao was silenced when I suddenly put his index finger on my mouth and sucked the blood out. I spit the blood to the sink and then hurriedly take out the first aid box.
I took out antiseptic and poured some on the cut, then wrapped the cut with a cute plaster with duck motive.
Meng Bao stared at me attentively. He kept staring and then asked, "Jie, it's just a small cut. You are acting too much. It will heal on its own."
