Became a vicious male mother

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Change the dressing?

The person kneeling on the ground didn't react in time.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through his neck, and Zhang Tianyu, his face pale, quickly responded.

Beneath the bandages, the burn marks were extremely severe, with the upper body almost entirely pitted and scarred.

After the bandage was removed, Zhang Tianyu gritted his teeth and applied the medicine to the surface.

In my vision, the area where the medicine was applied became increasingly red until the tube of ointment was completely used up.

A slightly trembling voice came from the other person: "Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianyu quickly glanced at the man's expression.

You can't see anything, just scars. The skin outside the scabs is even redder than this. In your vision, you can see that the person is still clutching his blanket, his fingers are white.

He glanced away with disgust: "You're done, can't you let me go now?"

There were only the two of them in the room.

In the blink of an eye, the two, one big and one small, disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that there was no threat around, the man surnamed Zhang turned around and left.

The door panel was slammed heavily into the door frame.

There was only one person left in the room.

Gu Xinglan finally couldn't hold back any longer, and two lines of tears streamed down her face.

The wound was so itchy after applying the medicine; it felt like ants were crawling all over my body.

System: [This is normal. Someone is applying medicine to you, which means the buff is starting to activate.]

The electronic voice trailed off, but no one answered.

Because the person on the bed started to curl up and twist, looking as if they were afraid of touching the wound to other places, and also because they were unbearably itchy.

With no one to help him bandage himself, Gu Xinglan had to fend for himself. Only after the itching from the wound subsided did he take the bandage and wrap it around his body again and again.

It wasn't until they ran out of bandages that they realized they hadn't even tied their heads up yet...

"..." People can laugh when they're speechless.

Gu Xinglan looked helplessly at the empty plastic ring.

Belatedly, he picked up the mirror from the bedside table.

The person reflected in the mirror looked like someone from another alien civilization, bald, with a face covered in medicine that looked like it was ulcerated. The more I looked, the more uncomfortable I felt.

"System...can I turn back into my original form?"

System: [Definitely! Your stunning good looks can't be allowed to fade away!]

Even he gets a fright when he looks in the mirror, so what about other people? Wouldn't they be even more scared?

The person looking in the mirror lowered their eyes, their gaze filled with uncontrollable sadness.

A cold wind began to blow outside the window, and snow started to fall again.

A person from the balcony darted in, carrying a box.

There was a "squeak" sound.

Li Hetai closed the door and walked silently to the bedside.

The person seemed lost in the mirror, unaware of his arrival. His eyes revealed a stark, unspoken loneliness, like a wounded deer licking its wounds alone, filled with despair, as if abandoned by the whole world.

He watched quietly, then reached out and pulled the mirror away.

Sure enough, I saw the other person's surprised look; their facial expression was no longer visible.

This person will probably live with this appearance for the rest of their life, becoming a monster that everyone despises.

Li Hetai grabbed the mirror and threw it under the bed.

A dull cracking sound came from behind, followed by the sound of bandages being pulled.

Li Hetai used a brand-new bandage to tie someone's head.

The movements were far from gentle; when the fingertips applied force, there was even a hint of undeniable strength.

But it cleverly avoided those vulnerable wounds, eyes, mouth, and nose.

Gu Xinglan was somewhat stunned.

Even though his face didn't hurt, the way this person was acting made it seem like they were gouging his face out with a knife...

From his perspective, Li Hetai had his eyes downcast, his thick, dark bangs obscuring them.

But the almost frantic possessiveness hidden between his hair and in his eyes seemed like an illusion, rushing towards him.

He sat on the bed, his head almost completely encircled in the other person's arms.

Pure white bandages wrapped around his face, so close they could hear each other's breathing.

The movement of air became increasingly stagnant.

"okay."

With difficulty, Gu Xinglan moved her facial muscles and looked up at someone.

"Reapply the medicine," Li Hetai said with a stern face.

Without a doubt, the blanket was pulled back.

The medicine was applied unevenly, patchy on the left and patchy on the right. It didn't reach the wound, but instead covered up large clumps of medicine on relatively intact skin.

Gu Xinglan didn't expect outsiders to treat his gruesome wounds properly, and he certainly couldn't count on the Li family.

Ke Li and Tai are now actually saying they're going to reapply the medication.

"What, feeling sorry for me?" Gu Xinglan's voice carried a hint of sarcasm. She shifted her body and pointed at the other person's right shoulder with her irregularly wrapped hand, adding, "I took care of you for months, and now that you've graduated, you're still a heartless ingrate. You left without a word, and you didn't even come to see me when I was hospitalized. Now you're showing this expression because you pity me?"

The outstretched hand couldn't be pulled back; someone forcefully removed the bandages.

The bandages he tied for himself were neither aesthetically pleasing nor properly applied.

It quickly scattered into a mess.

The hands, which should have been as delicate as mutton fat jade, are now covered with intricate brand marks, deeply embedded in the flesh, irritating to the eye.

Li Hetai squinted almost imperceptibly and reapplied the medicine.

Cotton swabs are extremely inefficient, so Li Hetai simply washed his hands, disinfected them with alcohol, and then used them directly.

Seeing this, Gu Xinglan quickly withdrew her hand, "Are you crazy?"

The tone was calm and harmless, but the electronic voice in my head was exploding, constantly yelling "This incredible duration!"

"...There is a risk of infection." Her mind was a mess, and Gu Xinglan put her hands behind her back.

But the other person took out rubber gloves directly from the first-aid kit, making a "squeaking" sound, put them on with their left hand, and squeezed ointment onto them with their right hand.

But the owner of those hands kept his gaze fixed on someone the entire time.

In the silent standoff, Gu Xinglan finally gave in, avoiding the other person's gaze and extending her hand.

The cream is cool and refreshing; I applied it very carefully this time.

Li Hetai held his hand, and at first glance, it seemed as if his hand was some rare treasure.

He watched as the other person gently applied the ointment evenly to his wound, starting from his wrist and working upwards with meticulous and focused movements.

Seeing the other person's serious expression, Gu Xinglan felt a mix of emotions.

Finally, when the medicine was applied to the collarbone area, this person preferred to apply it there, leaving a thick layer.

The person on the bed was like a ripe red shrimp, impossible to avoid.

In the rented room, this person ate the food he cooked every day and wore the clothes he bought. Over time, even a stone would have warmed up. But after the party, this person distanced himself from him, and the time spent together became increasingly difficult to increase.

Now, it's like a flood bursting its banks; the endless electronic notification sounds keep popping up in my mind.

Finally, after the medicine was applied, Gu Xinglan weakly leaned back, her head facing the headboard.

"Come here." A completely emotionless voice came from behind.

"I'll bandage myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound behind him, and the person actually tied him up.

With his back to the man, no expression could be seen. Only when the bandage was wrapped around his abdomen could one see Li Hetai's arm, as if Li Hetai was hugging him from behind.