"Hiss!" Xiao Yao gasped, quickly put down the knife in her hand, and pressed the wound hard with one hand.

After a while, open the faucet and rinse again.

While rushing, he sighed.

She didn't know what was going on recently. She was in a daze and couldn't even do small things like cutting vegetables.

After living independently for so many years, she had already learned that she would not cut her hand even if she cut vegetables with her eyes closed, but today, she cut her hand.

My fingers felt numb for a while, and the areas where there were wounds turned white due to blood loss.

She was stunned for a while before she remembered that the blood had been washed away.

I quickly turned off the faucet, walked to the living room, and found a household medicine box under the wall cabinet where the LCD TV was hung. I skillfully disinfected it with iodine and put a band-aid on it.

My fingers were still experiencing severe pain.

She stared at it for a long time, and finally gave up on making dinner.

Because she didn't know if she could continue to cook in her current state, and she didn't want anything to happen to her again.

At half past six, the sky outside was already getting dark, and there was some movement at the door.

With a "click", the door was opened from the outside, and a little excited figure jumped in. He looked very happy, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Yao sitting on the sofa in the living room, sitting motionless.

Xiao Mo's whole body stopped, and he looked at Xiao Yao with fear, and called out: "Mom."

Then Jiang Mo also walked in and was stunned when he saw Xiao Yao.

From the looks of it, he didn't just come back.

Xiao Yao's current basic situation is that she is absent-minded, sitting in one place, and unwilling to move if there is nothing else to do.

In fact, she kept doing this for a long time, almost sitting like a sculpture.

At this moment, when I saw my husband and son coming back, I moved my body, but I stayed in one position for too long and became a little stiff.

"You are back. I didn't cook today. Let's go out to eat."

As he spoke, he stood up.

But I didn't feel it when I was sitting. As soon as I stood up, my legs felt painfully numb. When I moved, my whole body fell forward.

Just when she thought she was about to be hit, Jiang Mo quickly took two steps forward, grabbed her with both hands, and pulled her into his arms.

"careful."

He held her waist, looked at her face, and frowned.

He had already discovered Xiao Yao's abnormality during this period, but he couldn't detect the cause. When he asked her, it seemed that even she didn't know.

Xiao Yao nodded, pushed Jiang Mo and said, "I just sat in the same position for too long, and my legs are a little numb. I'll just sit down again and take it easy."

Jiang Mo heard this and helped her to sit down again.

Glancing down, his eyes happened to be fixed on her injured fingertips.

A piece of Band-Aid, with a circle of red on it.

He was obviously injured.

"What's wrong with your hand?" He stretched out his hand to grab it.

Xiao Yao shook her hand and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Don't move." Jiang Mo ordered.

Then without saying anything, he grabbed her injured hand, found the edge of the band-aid, and gently took it off.

"It's bleeding and needs to be changed."

"Hiss!" The band-aid had been on her finger for too long. Once it was removed, no matter how small the movement was, it would inevitably be pulled. Xiao Yao subconsciously retracted it, feeling a stinging pain.

The healed wound began to bleed again.

Jiang Mo looked at her wounds and frowned even more tightly.

From his point of view, the wound was very deep, and the wounds on both sides were opened, revealing a piece of red flesh inside, with blood constantly seeping out from it.

Xiao Yao seemed to have just realized that her wound was quite deep.

Suddenly I felt guilty, afraid that Jiang Mo would be angry.

But before she could raise her head to look at his expression, Jiang Mo had already turned around and left, heading towards the closet, probably to find the medical kit she had used before.

"Mom." Xiao Mo's cautious voice sounded in her ears.

Xiao Yao came to her senses in a daze and turned to look at Xiao Mo, only to see Xiao Mo looking like she wanted to get closer but didn't dare to get close. He was standing one step away from her, looking at her with bright eyes.

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She didn't know when her relationship with Xiaomo became like this.

He forced a smile and asked: "Baby, mom is okay."

When Xiao Mo saw her smiling face, he let out a sigh of relief and asked her again: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." She shook her head.

When Xiao Mo heard this, he glanced at Xiao Yao intently.

This look was extremely serious. Just when Xiao Yao was a little confused, Xiao Mo suddenly took two steps forward, puffed up his mouth, pointed it at her finger, and started to blow gently.

"call……"

The soft wind came out with a little saliva, which was a bit itchy.

Before Xiao Yao could react, Xiao Mo raised her head again and said, "Mom lied. She was bleeding and said it didn't hurt, but I blew it and it stopped the pain."

After saying that, he puffed his mouth and continued to blow on the wound on her finger.

Looking at Xiao Mo like this, Xiao Yao was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly remembered the time when Xiao Mo fell down and injured her knee when she was a child.

At that time, his aggrieved eyes were full of tears. In order to comfort him, she also said these words to him. Later, he really sniffed and stopped crying. They said that children's memories are easily forgotten, but he didn't expect this.

Xiaomo actually still remembered this incident.

My heart was touched, and I suddenly opened my hands, hugged Xiao Mo into my arms, rubbed my forehead against his, and said nothing.

But she has secretly made a decision that she must not let Xiao Mo continue to learn bad things like this. He is still a good boy, but he is just exposed to too many things that have affected her.

She also blamed herself for this, thinking that after Xiao Mo had grandparents and better care, she would often ignore him, so much so that she didn't even know when the child's personality changed.

In fact, the one she should blame most is herself. If she could be more patient and often reason with Xiao Mo, this kind of thing would not happen.

Xiao Mo has not been treated so tenderly by Xiao Yao for a long time.

At first, her body was a little stiff, but she soon relaxed and softened, leaning on Xiao Yao's body with a shy smile on her face, and her eyes narrowed.

When Jiang Mo came back with the medical kit, he saw mother and son hugging each other, with a hint of relaxation in their eyes.

Squatting with one leg and half-bent the other, he said to Xiao Yao: "Give me your hand."
Chapter completed!