"What happened?" Qin Suxin immediately asked with concern when she saw Sheng Chuyi hop in on one foot, supporting Shen Zhaozhao.
"Aunt Suxin, I'm fine! I just fell off my bike by accident."
"How could you be so careless? Did it hurt?" Qin Suxin asked with a pained expression. Then she glared at her son, "Didn't I ask you to take good care of Zhaozhao? How could you let her fall?"
"It's not Yiyi's fault; it was all my carelessness," Shen Zhaozhao said.
Sheng Chuyi pursed his lips, didn't speak, but after helping her sit on the sofa, he went to get the first aid kit from the room and said to her, "Let's apply this medicine."
"Oh!" Shen Zhaozhao settled down and carefully lifted her trouser leg to reveal the wound on her knee.
Sheng Chuyi squatted in front of her, looked at her, and said, "It's going to hurt a bit, so bear with me." The next second, he dabbed the iodine-soaked cotton swab on her knee.
The chill of the medicine felt like a needle prick when it touched the wound.
