Ling Mo asked in a low voice: "does it hurt?"


    Qiulan wants to show that you are not talking nonsense?


    I''ve been crying like this. Can it not hurt?


    But he only dared to make complaints about his lips and nodded his head.


    Lingmo squats down in front of Qiulan. He probes his hand and grabs Qiulan''s injured hand.


    His movement is very light, didn''t let Qiulan feel pain.


    Ling Mo lowered his head and looked carefully. Qiulan''s fingers are as delicate and beautiful as his people.


    But at the moment, a piece of broken glass cut a ferocious hole in his finger, dripping with blood.


    Even the system can''t help sighing: "host, you really do anything to accomplish the task."


    Qiulan: "eh?"


    The system quickly changed its words: "no, it''s called a big man who doesn''t pay attention to details and can bend and stretch."


    After a pause, he added: "you can also get a knife."


    It''s not as exaggerated as being stabbed.


    Although it looks a little scary, if you put this injury on Ling Mo, he will still look the same.


    After all, when he was a child, he suffered more serious injuries. I don''t know how many.


    But Qiulan is different from him.


    Ling Mo raised his eyes and found that the young man closed his eyes tightly. Tears were like beads that couldn''t stop falling down.


    Qiulan seems to be repressing herself, but her fingertips are constantly trembling.


    He''s a pain in the neck.


    Ling Mo doesn''t have the habit of troubling others. Although Doctor Lin is outside, he still decides to help Qiulan deal with the wound on his hand.


    Ling Mo went to turn over the medicine box in the cabinet beside him and said to him in a low voice: "you don''t have to bear it."


    "What..." Qiulan opened her eyes and looked at Lingmo blankly.


    Ling Mo finds iodine and sticks it with a cotton swab to treat Qiu Lan''s wound.


    He seems to be very skillful in his movements. Maybe he used to deal with wounds.


    Qiulan can only see the top of Lingmo''s head. Then, he hears Lingmo''s voice: "cry out when you feel pain. It doesn''t matter if you want to cry. It''s not a shame."


    Just like talking to himself, Ling Mo suddenly said: "fear of pain is like a person."


    It''s very light, very light, almost inaudible.


    Qiulan is really stunned. It seems that no one has ever said that to him.


    He was born with this constitution. When he was a child, his parents carried him to many hospitals, but they couldn''t find the reason.


    If we can''t find the source, it means we don''t know how to treat the disease at all.


    There''s no way.


    "Why do boys like to cry so much? Shame is not shame. "


    "Qiulan is a little weeping bag. Hahaha, how old she is, she is always crying!"


    "Ai Ai, do you know the son of Qiu family? Tut Tut, she looks white, but she can''t help crying. Which girl will like it


    “………”


    Similar words, Qiulan heard a lot from childhood.


    Although his parents are very kind to him, Lu Ye often helps him out.


    But they always look at him helplessly, as if crying is really something that shouldn''t be done.


    So gradually, Qiulan learned to endure.


    Especially when he found that this kind of tolerance, in exchange for parents with a little satisfaction.


    Today, Ling Mo told him calmly.


    It''s nothing to be afraid of pain.


    It''s nothing to cry about.


    It''s not humiliating and it doesn''t need to be tolerated at all.


    "Is that so?" Qiulan Lengleng asked, half a tear is still hanging on the eyelashes, he repeated, "is that so?"


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