She stole her love letter (3)

However, her brother's attention seemed to have shifted to her knees.

"Let me see." His tone was indifferent, but his actions were strong as he pulled her leg over.

Han qiqing had no choice but to let him roll up his pants.

"It's just a little red," She said.

The older brother frowned and touched the red and swollen area. Han qiqing closed her eyes in pain.

"Does it hurt?" He pressed the button again.

Han qiqing trembled and pushed him away reflexively. &Quot; don't touch it. It hurts! &Quot;

He picked up the room phone next to him and called the Butler to send the first aid kit up.

Han qiqing sat there obediently and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Then, she looked worriedly at the box on the table.

After a while, the Butler came up with a medicine box.

"Miss, you're injured?"

Just as the Butler was about to step forward to help her apply the medicine, her brother reached out and stopped him.