"does it still hurt?" Cheng Yi is sitting by the bed, cutting an apple in his hand.

Tang Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyes, and his voice said wrongly, "it hurts."

Cheng's movements were sluggish, and he immediately began to cut the apple for her. After cutting, he cut it into small pieces, picked it with a bamboo stick, and handed it directly to Tang Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Tang Xiaoxiao opened his mouth to eat and praised Shifu: "Shifu, you are so intimate!"

Cheng bends his mouth and continues to feed her.

Li Jianbei, who had just received the phone, stood at the door of the ward, his face heavy and frightening.

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