"Just tell me if it starts to hurt." Su Qiao clumsily applied the medicine powder to the wounds on Su Su's hands and began to wrap them with bandages. Su Su had not said a word since they went upstairs. Su Su simply sat on the bed in a daze like a puppet.
Su Qiao's heart ached when he thought of how Su Su had sheltered and humbled him so many times before. It was then that Su Qiao suddenly realized that Su Su had not let him down in any way ever since she returned to the Su family.
It was Su Su who had been trying her best to tolerate, help, and trust Su Qiao all this while. Su Qiao's heart ached when he thought of this. He raised his head to look at the little girl, only to find that her face was covered in tears.
Su Qiao was shocked and immediately stopped moving. He stammered and asked frantically, "W-What's wrong? Did I wrap the bandage too tightly?"
