Chapter 1938

Chapter 1938

Li Xingyuan was slightly startled.

Following the boy's surprised gaze, he slowly looked at his wrist.

The collar of the black shirt was soaked with blood, and the bright red blood dripped down his palms to his fingertips, and then fell to the ground.

"uncle!"

The boy stood in the distance, looking nervous and frightened.

"It's okay." Li Xingyuan shook his head.

"There's so much blood, how can everything be okay? I'll call you and take you to the hospital!"

"Need not!"

Li Xingyuan stopped his behavior almost reflexively.

"I was injured before. I probably accidentally cracked the wound. I will take care of it myself." Li Xingyuan's expression and tone became cold. He took out his wallet, took out all the cash from it, and put it on the He stood on the bench and said, "Just keep the money and return it to me when your grandma comes back."

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"Uncle Li..."

"Don't worry, it's a small problem, I'll take care of it."

Li Xingyuan spoke and looked around: "Where is the bathroom?"

The boy pointed in a certain direction.

Li Xingyuanjing walked straight over there.

The bathroom had just been cleaned and a nice-smelling sandalwood incense was lit.

Li Xingyuan entered a certain compartment and untied his cuffs. The long wound on his wrist that was supposed to be about to grow opened for some reason.

Looking at the wound that was still bleeding.

Li Xingyuan's face was very ugly.

His forehead twitched twice as he suddenly recalled that morning.

He didn't know why he was in the bathroom. The moment he heard Ye Zhimeng's voice at the door, he woke up.

By then, the razor blade had cut my wrist open.

The sound outside the door sounded just in time, and the wound was not too deep.

He tried to stay sober and calm, and responded to Ye Zhimeng's questions as if nothing had happened.

Then he quickly treated the wound and went downstairs as usual.

Later Li Xingyuan thought about it carefully.

Why am I doing this suddenly?

I also consulted some psychiatrists anonymously.

The most common result is that it may be post-traumatic stress disorder.

Li Xingyuan looked expressionless as he looked at the small drops of blood condensing on his wrist, then numbly pulled out a large amount of toilet paper and pressed it on the wound to stop the bleeding.

The thick roll of paper was almost finished by him.

The bleeding finally stopped.

When Li Xingyuan left the bathroom, the boy and the money were gone.

He didn't take it to heart.

With that money, the child would not be without food and water.

He stood there and thought about it.

I purchased some medicines and supplies for wound treatment online.

When filling in the address, he almost instinctively filled in the apartment in the city center where he and Ye Zhimeng once lived.

I took a taxi and went to the apartment.

When we arrived, the things were already hanging on the door.

Li Xingyuan unlocked the door with his fingerprint and pushed in.

The apartment is cleaned twice a week, so it's still very clean.

The florist will still deliver flowers at a fixed time, and the cleaning aunt will sign for them, then build them and insert them into the designated vase.

Time has obviously flown for many years.

But time in this apartment seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

Li Xingyuan dragged his tired body to the sofa and sat down.

Then methodically, he carefully treated the wound and wrapped it in circles with gauze.

Make sure there is no chance of the wound opening.

Finished.

Li Xingyuan lowered his eyes and saw the blood on his shirt rubbing onto the sofa.

He seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

Stand up and quickly wipe the blood stain.

It's like if you dirty this place, it will be a big sin.

After wiping away the blood.