Chapter 1485: You Are My Little Love Song (52)

Chapter 1485: You Are My Little Love Song (52)

At the thought of this, Shi Niange's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Qin Siting glanced at her again. His uninjured right hand suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and brought her to Lishui Villa.

Before Shi Niange could regain her composure, she was stunned once more. Her heart was pounding violently.

When he saw that she was still rooted to the ground, Qin Siting turned back to look at her and frowned lightly. "Aren't you going to help me bandage it?"

Heavens!

He really wanted to go to her house!

"That's right..."

"Then why aren't you leaving? I don't have a medicine box at home, nor do I have anything useful," he said.

Before she could reply, he glanced at her again. "Don't you have an auntie and a chauffeur at home? Don't you have anyone else at home?"

"..."

Should she say yes or no?

Typically speaking, there was definitely no one at home. However, there was no need to mind since he was just going to bandage it.

If she said that there was no one at home, he might not go.

But when he arrived later, he would still find no one.

Forget it, she would follow her heart. Anyway, she wanted him to go!

She did not answer but looked at him and said, "You're right. I have a medicine box at home. Let's go."

On the way home, Shi Niange looked at her wrist that he had just held and then at Qin Siting's figure walking by her side. She felt that there was too much information and her brain was not enough to process it. She was about to explode.

He actually took the initiative to go to her place and even agreed to let her help him bandage him.

In other words, he allowed her to see the wound on his hand. He did not treat her as an outsider.

When they returned home, Qin Siting saw that the lights in her villa were off. Only the automatic sensor lights in the front yard lit up when they approached.

"No one at home?" he said.

"Uh.... Auntie Xiang and Uncle Tai usually come here. Tonight... perhaps they had something to do at home and thought that I would be back at 9:30 p.m., so they're not here," Shi Niange lied with some difficulty. However, she instinctively felt that she could not deceive him.

Qin Siting only glanced at the pitch-black windows and did not continue asking. When she pushed open the large, carved door in front of the villa and turned back to look at him, he glanced at her back and walked in.

She quickly walked into the villa, picked up the remote control in front of the door, and turned on all the lights in the villa. In an instant, the lights shone brightly. Shi Niange did not want to waste too much time. She really wanted to see how badly his hand was injured.

"Sit down." She pointed to a small bar near the dining table. The bar was designed by the original owner of this house. She would sit there occasionally to drink fruit juice. After all, she had never drunk alcohol at home.

Qin Siting didn't say anything else and directly went over.

Shi Niange rushed upstairs to the bedroom to retrieve the first aid kit. She then carried the first aid kit over to the small bar. As she opened the first aid kit, she said, "Put your hand on it. Let me open it first. Do you need to disinfect and apply the medicine? I think there's blood oozing out. When you went to the hospital, did the bleeding stop?"

"It stopped. I think my left hand moved when I took the things in the afternoon, so there was some blood." Qin Siting was very calm right now, as though he really treated her like a doctor and answered every question.

Shi Niange couldn't care less about her feelings right now. She lowered her head and carefully removed the gauze on his hand. Then she saw that his long, well-defined fingers were still stained with dried blood. There were several wounds on his palm. They looked like they had been cut by glass shards. Some of the wounds were quite deep.

"Why are you injured like this?" She frowned in heartache and lowered her head to take a closer look. She then took out a disinfectant cotton pad from the medicine box to wipe the blood and wounds on his hands.

It was as though Qin Siting could not feel the pain from the disinfectant. He sat there without a change in expression, watching as she lowered her head seriously and said, "This morning, I crushed the glass."

"Ah?" Shi Niange's mind was in a mess. She looked up at him and saw that he didn't seem to be lying.

A glass cup, ah. This was not a television drama. How could she crush it with her bare hands?

Unless he was really very angry, or if something had happened that caused him to hold back all his strength, how could he have crushed it? Looking at the extent of the wound on his palm, it was likely that the broken glass was in his hand. He did not let go.

She asked in disbelief, "Why? So what if it's broken? Why aren't you letting go? Why are you still holding it in your hand?"

Qin Siting looked straight into her eyes. "It's just a superficial wound. It should be because the artery on my hand is injured that the bleeding is more serious. Actually, it doesn't hurt very much."

"Doesn't it hurt a lot? This is your hand. There are even small scratches on your fingers! Don't you feel any pain?" Shi Niange gritted her teeth in anger.

Thankfully, his bones and nerves were not injured. For some reason, Shi Niange thought that with his beautiful hands, if he were a doctor, he would look so good with a scalpel. If his nerves were injured, he would never be able to learn medicine in this lifetime.

Why did she suddenly think about studying medicine?

She held her breath and focused on disinfecting and debriding the blood. However, she was very good at bandaging. When she was young, she often used the old servants at home to practice. Even when the gardener accidentally cut her hand, she took the initiative to help bandage it. Over time, her bandaging skills were really better than many interns' nurses.

But this was Qin Siting's hand. No matter how well she wrapped it, her hand was visibly trembling. After disinfecting it, she went to the medicine box to look for the medicine suitable for him. Qin Siting's gaze followed her face.

Sensing that he was looking at her, Shi Niange's heartbeat began to accelerate.

There was no one at home right now. It was already so late and the sky was dark outside. She suddenly remembered who said that a man and a woman were alone...

Her hands searched through the medicine box. After searching for a long time, she suddenly forgot what she was supposed to look for. In the end, she picked up a cold patch and was stunned.

His hand was injured, how could she take a cold film? She quickly put it back and turned to see Qin Siting looking at her. He had clearly seen her stupid action.

Awkward.

Excited.

She really took a life.

But his hand was still injured.

Right now, she felt that the hand in front of her had become especially precious. She quickly found the medicine and carefully applied it on him.

Ah, ah, ah, what to do. Her hands were actually trembling. She was clearly very professional, okay? Why was she trembling!