Pippi went downstairs with the suit and pointed to the bathroom on the first floor.

"I'm going to get the medicine box, you go to the bathroom and change your clothes, and then rinse the scratched part of your arm with clean water."

He Sheng did what Pippi said, and he walked out of the bathroom a few minutes later.

Pippi saw that the clothes He Sheng wore were quite suitable, since his father would not be able to wear them if he didn't come back for a short time, so he decided to give them to him to make up for the guilt in his heart.

Dad's clothes can be bought at any time, and it is hard to find them when he gives He Sheng a gift to make up for his guilt.

"The clothes are for you."

She waved for He Sheng who had changed his clothes to sit beside her.

"You roll up your sleeves and raise your arms."

In this position, Pippi just let He Sheng put his arm on his leg.

"Your cut is a bit long, but it doesn't bleed much now, it's okay."

She applied medicine to He Sheng, and then wrapped a bandage, because the opening is relatively long, and it is not appropriate to use a band-aid.

"You still have this?"

Pippi smiled, "Daily needs."

In fact, she didn't know these things before, but she had seen Zhou Muqing get hurt in front of her, and she didn't want to waste time going to the hospital for a minor injury, or looking anxious, so she simply learned it.

After hearing this sentence, He Sheng looked down at his clothes. He had never met Pippi's father, so he only thought that the men's clothes taken out of Pippi's room would be related to Zhou Muqing.

He was about the same size as Zhou Muqing, and this suit was new, so he speculated that it might have been given to Zhou Muqing by Pippi.

"Whose clothes are these?"

Pippi immediately replied, "It's nobody's, it's new."

When He Sheng heard this, he felt a little better, which can be regarded as the relaxation of the previous period.

"Then, this is men's clothing, who did you prepare it for?"

Pippi didn't want to say it, but He Sheng kept staring at her, so she hesitated.

When Pippi was hesitating, He Sheng's heart was raised in his throat.

"For...my dad."

At that moment, He Sheng didn't realize it. In fact, he was prepared in his heart to say that it was for Zhou Muqing, but the result was unexpected.

"Your father?"

Pippi explained the suit, and He Sheng understood everything after listening.

He looked at the suit on his body and felt very honored.

"Pippi, I'll choose another set for uncle next time, and drop by."

Pippi waved his hand, "No need, it's too much trouble, anyway, my dad doesn't know, he's not jealous."

He Sheng insisted on delivering it, and Pippi didn't want to argue with him, so she got up and contacted the driver she called just now.

"Five minutes to the door, you are ready to leave."

He Sheng got up reluctantly when he heard Pippi's words, "I should keep my word, I know."

"Um."

Pippi nodded in agreement.

Five minutes later, she sent He Sheng out and watched him get in the car and leave.

After He Sheng left, Pippi went back to the room with peace of mind, and after a few sneezes, Pippi fell asleep.

It's just that when he woke up the next morning, Pippi's throat hurt so badly that he couldn't speak.

...

Pippi went downstairs to have breakfast, and the aunt was very worried when she heard Pippi's voice.

"Pippi, your throat..."

She walked to Pippi's side worriedly, and touched her head, "I saw you were fine last night, why did you suddenly have such a throat. Inflammation? Fever?"