His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

The child finally knew that everyone in the world would like to die, even his mother would not want to see him, and no one would save him.

So, in the back, even if it hurts, he didn't cry, he didn't beg anyone, because no one would save him.

He remembered all the faces of those people, all the faces of indulgent laughter.

Knowing that his sharp nails were all pulled out, the pain was thrown off him, and even his books, books he treasured so much, were thrown into the water.

The Master clearly saw it, but ignored it.

From that moment on, the child knew that here, he can only rely on himself, and this time, he no longer has any force.

His nails are gone.

He can no longer arrest people.

He...needs to be stronger.

After crying enough, after crying enough of those forbearing tears, the child wandered and wanted to take it out. He still remembered that this medicine was given to him by the fat day, and it was still cold after using it up. Those wounds quickly recovered.

So this time, his fingers can recover quickly, even if he doesn't have nails, he can accept it, as long as the fat can't see it, as long as the fat doesn't know.

This is the first time a child cares about a person so much, he just wants to do better.

But the child took a long time and couldn't take out the porcelain bottle, and his little face was almost twitching with pain.

"Are you looking for this?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

The child's back stiffened suddenly.

Han Fei looked at the little **** as if she was frightened, and gave a distressed twitch, but she still restrained and said, "Master Xiao Che, turn around."

The child said weakly: "Fat, why are you here?"

Han Feipi smiled and said without a smile: "I suddenly remembered that there is one less medicine bottle in my room. I can't find it anymore."

The child did not speak.

Han Fei looked at him with her back to her, feeling a little uncomfortable. When she was about to pull him over, she saw the blood on the ground with her eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

"Qin Che! Turn me around! Otherwise I will get angry!"

In the end, the child turned around, but received his hand behind him.

The more he avoided this, the more Han Fei wanted to know, faintly, with a bad premonition in his heart.

Han Fei grabbed the child's arm with lightning speed, and turned the child's hand around without hurting him.

But when Han Fei saw the **** hands, the words rushing to her mouth instantly disappeared, and she suddenly couldn't find her voice.

The hands of the child were shaking.

Han Fei's eyes instantly turned red.

The child was a little unnatural and wanted to withdraw his hand, but when he saw Han Fei’s expression, he was startled and immediately said: "Fat, I don’t hurt, really, it doesn’t hurt! It will be well soon! of!"

Han Fei said in a crying voice: "How could it not hurt!? What happened! Why didn't you tell me?!"

The child said hurriedly: "Don't cry if you are fat, don't cry!"

Han Fei took a deep breath several times before suppressing her thoughts of killing. She gritted her teeth, picked up the child, and said: "Go, let's go home, I will give you medicine, let's go to medicine."

The child was stunned, and he was still comfortably nestled in Han Fei’s arms. It was warm, soft, and very restrained. Even the wound on his hand didn’t hurt so much, but he still had some regrets in his heart. Fat found it.

Back in the room, Han Fei desperately searched for the medicine in the porcelain bottle that he brought back last time. Her hands were trembling. Then she rushed back to the child and carefully held his hands. The blood-stained fingers were It hurts once to see.

Han Fei used almost all her self-control to calm herself down. She didn't know what kind of evil spirit it was to do such a cruel thing to a child!

Ten fingers to heart!

Just looking at it, Han Fei couldn't imagine how much pain the children endured.

The person Han Fei couldn't wait to kill was herself.

How could she believe those demons would let the children go?

How could she leave the child out of her sight so carelessly?

How could she be so stupid to believe that she can turn defeat into victory just by studying well?

She was too anxious, she thought so good, and this palace was darker than she thought, those people, those evil spirits who wish to eat human flesh, will not let them go!

Han Fei bit her lower lip and bleeds, her face is a bit sullen, and the suppressed violence is showing signs of recovery.

The porcelain bottle in Han Fei's hand was trembling, almost unable to hold it.

"Fat, it doesn't hurt..."

The child also tried to comfort Han Fei.

Han Fei slowly recovered, did not speak, but carefully and gently cleaned the child's wound, and carefully sprinkled the powder on it.

But this kind of pain was still unbearable for children. He almost pulled it back subconsciously in pain, and tears gathered in his big eye sockets, but they didn't fall.

The child said weakly: "Fat, it hurts."

Han Fei took a deep breath, showing a smile that was even worse than crying, and said, "Goodbye, if it hurts, just bite me. I don't hurt."

With that said, Han Fei moved her shoulder closer, and reached the child's mouth.

Then grabbed the child's hand and slowly applied the medicine.

The child was so painful that he couldn't help opening his mouth and bit Han Fei's shoulder all at once.

Han Fei trembled, and continued to take the medicine without changing her face.

This is nothing compared to the pain that children have suffered.

Han Fei's shoulder was numb with pain until all ten fingers were treated with medicine, and blood seeped through.

Han Fei looked at the bandaged hand, and suddenly tears fell one after another, and the warm liquid dripped on the child's arm, as if he was being burned.

"sorry Sorry……"

Han Fei repeated this sentence over and over again.

If she can realize the terribleness of those people earlier, can she prevent the children from being hurt like this?

If she can be stronger, can she protect the male god?

Now that she is here, she can still give medicine to the children, so in those years, how did Qin Che spend his past without her?

How did these injuries and pains turn into indifference, into inhumanity, into indifference.

Han Fei felt so distressed that she couldn't imagine how Qin Che spent such a childhood in these memories, just thinking about it, all over her body.

The child looked at Han Fei's tears and suddenly fell silent.

He said to himself in his heart.

He didn't want Fatty to cry.

He wanted to kill those people.