87 Door Opened

It was already ten pm when they returned to the apartment from the hospital.

She changed into baggy pyjamas and headed into the bathroom after noticing the blood stains on her hand.

The moment she entered the bathroom, Fu Hanzheng followed her inside.

"What are you doing?"

"… Just washing my hands."

Fu Hanzheng lifted her up to the sink so she could sit on the side. Then he rolled up her sleeves, took down the hand towel and wet it before wringing it out.

Then he helped her to wipe off the remaining blood stains on her hands.

After he had wiped her hands, he washed the towel and wiped off the mud and dust on her face.

"… Thanks." Gu Weiwei suddenly felt that he was treating her as if she was his daughter.

Fu Hanzheng put down the towel and looked at the girl sitting on the sink countertop. His eyes looked profound and gentle.

"Weiwei, I won't allow a second time of what happened today."