Next to him, there was a medical kit, and Chi Enen slowly shifted towards it.
Li Beijue couldn't stand her turtle-like moving speed, and he yanked her onto the bed to sit down, grasped her left hand, and opened the medical kit.
Unlike the rough manner he used when treating Baby Chi, this time he was as careful and gentle as if handling a precious treasure. Using a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant alcohol, he held Chi Enen's hand and gently wiped the scraped areas on the back of her hand.
After disinfecting the surrounding area, he suddenly looked up, his falcon-like eyes deep and gentle, "Chi Enen, the next part might hurt a little, just bear with it."
"...Okay."
The alcohol touching the scrape brought a piercing pain. Chi Enen pursed her lips tightly, not making a sound.
In fact, during those years when she was raising Baby Chi alone overseas, she often got injured.