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Amnesia Old Attack 03

this person!

The shower that fell to the ground was still splashing water, and the rustling sound was amplified many times in the bathroom.

Lin Shubai felt a pain in his heart, he hurriedly stepped forward to turn off the water, and pulled off a clean bath towel to cover Song Shichen's head. Then he pulled Song Shichen's left wrist and directly pulled the person out: "Why didn't you call me?"

Song Shichen was pulled by him and sat down on the sofa, his whole body was wet, with a few strands of black hair wet with water, put it on his forehead, dripping with water.

A pair of dark eyes looked at Lin Shubai right and wrong, like a child who did something wrong.

Lin Shubai held his breath, got closer to him, and gently pressed his head: "Does it hurt?"

His breathing was shallow and lightly brushed Song Shichen's forehead. Song Shichen's breath was slightly tight, and he shook his head: "It's okay."

Lin Shubai retracted his hand and carefully wiped his hair, but luckily the wound on his head was not too wet.

However, the wound on his arm was much more serious. Lin Shubai carefully undid the blood-stained bandage, revealing his arm with many stitches, and the blood-stained wound was clearly exposed in front of his eyes.

Lin Shubai held his breath all of a sudden, his pupils trembled slightly, but he didn't expect the pain on his arm to be so serious.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a warm palm covered his eyes.

"Don't look."

The warmth of the palm of the hand was applied to Lin Shubai's eyelids, and his voice came from his ear, a little hoarse, and the two words were gently spit out from the thin lips and fell into Lin Shubai's ear, like a cat. His claws scratched at his heart, very lightly, and a little itchy.

Lin Shubai's eyelashes blinked subconsciously, like butterfly wings fluttering in his palm.

"Don't make trouble." Lin Shubai grabbed him, He took off his hand and looked serious, "You are injured, I will help you deal with it now."

Song Shichen glanced at his expression quickly, and moved his right hand, trying to hide the wound, but was stopped by Lin Shubai carefully and decisively.

Lin Shubai put on a face that had always been gentle: "Don't move, just wait here for me to come back."

Song Shichen froze in place.

There was even a hint of grievance on his face.

Lin Shubai pressed his forehead, is this still wronged?

He was ruthless, and instead of looking at Song Shichen's expression, he turned around and went to the locker to find the medicine box. Carrying the medicine box, he sat down in front of Song Shichen again.

The medicine box was full of things. He found iodine from a pile of bottles and jars, used a cotton swab to detoxify him again, and then carefully wrapped it again with a bandage. His articulated fingers deftly fluttered, and he tied a pretty bow at the end.

"All right."

Song Shichen lowered his eyes and stared at the beautiful bowknot.

After the wound was treated, Lin Shubai noticed that, except for a bath towel that he temporarily pulled, the smooth and beautiful abdominal muscles on his body were completely in front of his eyes, and further down...

Lin Shubai's face became hot after realizing it, and he suddenly didn't know where to put his eyes.

Although Song Shichen lost his memory, he was able to capture his emotional changes keenly, and his eyes flashed strangely.