In order not to wake her up, the bedroom door was kept closed.
Breakfast brought by Han Che was placed on the dining table.
Nan Jiaojiao went to take a look at the breakfast, then ran back to the main bedroom to freshen up. Her right hand was inconvenient, so she could only hold the corner of the towel, relying entirely on her left hand for strength. She sniffed the bandage and a strong medicinal smell rushed out from underneath.
She let out a self-disgusted "Yuck."
She wondered how Bo Yanching could endure this smell while holding her to sleep at night.
Probably because he had the same smell on him. Anyway, no matter whose smell it was, you get used to it over time.
Nan Jiaojiao was embarrassed to ask Xu Shu for help and planned to visit the Pei Family again today. Yesterday, she ran into her senior brother there and getting him to change the dressing was as simple as breathing.
