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

Therefore, in the back, even in the pain, he did not cry, he did not ask anyone, just because no one would save him.

He remembered the faces of those people, the faces of those who laughed and indulged.

Knowing that his sharp nails were pulled out, the pain left him, and his books, which he cherished, were thrown into the water.

The master clearly saw it and ignored it.

From that moment on, the child knew that he could only rely on himself, and this time, he was no longer armed.

His nails are gone.

He can't arrest people any more.

He It needs to be stronger.

He still remembered that pangpangpang used the medicine that day, and it was still cold after using it. Those wounds recovered quickly.

So this time, his fingers can recover quickly. Even without nails, he can accept it. As long as Pang pang can't see, as long as Pang Pang doesn't know.

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

But the child took out for a long time and couldn't take out the porcelain bottle. His face was convulsed with pain.

"Are you looking for this?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

The child's back became stiff.

Han Fei looked at the cub as if he was frightened, and gave a heartache, but she still restrained herself and said, "master Che, turn around."

"Chubby, why are you here?" the child said weakly

Han Fei said with a smile, "it suddenly occurred to me that there was a missing medicine bottle in my room, and I couldn't find it."

The child did not speak.

Hanfei looked at him with his back to himself, and felt a little uncomfortable. When she was about to drag him over, she saw the blood on the ground with sharp eyes, and her heart beat suddenly missed a beat.

"Qin Che! Turn around! Or I'll be angry! "

Finally, the child turned around, but received his hand behind.

The more he eluded, the more Han Fei wanted to know. He had a bad premonition.

Han Fei grabbed the child's arm in a flash and turned the child's hand around without hurting him.

But when Hanfei saw the bloody hands, the words she gushed to her mouth disappeared in an instant, and she suddenly couldn't find her own voice.

Holding the hands of the children, they were shaking.

Han Fei's eyes turned red.

The child was a little unnatural and wanted to take back his hand, but when he saw Han Fei's expression, he was shocked and immediately said, "fat, I don't hurt, really, it doesn't hurt! Very soon

Han Fei, with a cry voice, said in a loud voice: "how can it not hurt!? What is going on? Why don't you tell me? "

Some of the children said in a hurry: "chubby, don't cry, don't cry!"

Han Fei breathed deeply for several times before she suppressed the thought of killing herself. She bit her teeth, picked up the child, and said, "let's go home. I'll give you the medicine. We'll go to the medicine."

The child was stunned. He was still at ease in Han Fei's arms. He was warm, soft and bound. Even the wound on his hand didn't hurt so much. However, he still had some regrets in his heart. He was still found by Pangpang Pang.

Back in the room, Han Fei desperately searched for the medicine from the porcelain bottle she had taken last time. Her hands were shaking. Then she rushed back to the child's face and held his hands carefully. The finger full of blood stains was painful once and for all.

Han Fei almost took out all her self-control and calmed herself down. She didn't know what kind of devil would do such a cruel thing to a child!

Ten fingers to one heart!

Looking at it, Hanfei couldn't imagine how much pain the children suffered.

Hanfei wanted to kill her. It was herself.

How could she believe that the 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 only by learning well can she turn defeat into victory?

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

Han Fei's lower lip was bitten and bleeding. Her face was ferocious, and the suppressed violence showed signs of recovery.

Han Fei's porcelain vase was shaking and could hardly hold it.

"Fat, no pain..."The child also tried to comfort Hanfei.

Han Fei slowly regained consciousness, did not speak, but carefully, gently cleaned up the child's wound, and carefully sprinkled the powder.

But this kind of pain or the child can not bear, he almost subconsciously pulled back the pain, big eyes suddenly gathered tears, but did not fall down.

The child said weakly: "fat, pain."

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

With that, Han Fei drew her shoulder closer to the child's mouth.

Then he took the child's hand and slowly applied the medicine.

The child was so hurt that he could not help but open his mouth and bit Han Fei's shoulder.

Han Fei trembled for a moment, and continued to apply the medicine.

It's nothing compared to the suffering of a child.

Han Fei's shoulder was numb with pain and blood seeped out.

Han Fei looked at her bandaged hand, and suddenly tears fell down one by one. The warm liquid dripped onto the child's arm, as if it had scalded him.

"I'm sorry Sorry... "

Han Fei began to repeat this sentence over and over again.

If she could wake up earlier and realize the horror of those people, would she be able to avoid such harm to children?

If she could be stronger, could she protect the God?

Now, she appears here, can also give the child medicine, then in those years, in the absence of her, Qin Che's past is how to spend?

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

Han Fei's heart aches so much that she can't imagine how Qin Che spent her childhood. She just thought about it and felt cold all over her body.

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

He said to himself in his heart.

He didn't want fat to cry.

He wanted to kill those people.

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