Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Han Jianchuan was about to complain about something when Xu Muzhe suddenly fell to the side and fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, Han Jianchuan was so scared that tears came out of his eyes.

He was very afraid that Xu Muzhe was really dead, so he quickly stretched out his finger and placed it under the other's nose. Seeing that there was still breath, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.

After recovering, he quickly pulled Xu Muzhe up.

The huge difference in their body sizes made it very difficult for him to carry the load.

After several attempts, she finally carried the man to the bed.

I don’t know if it was because of the pain, but big beads of sweat appeared on Xu Muzhe’s forehead.

The cracked lips opened slightly, as if he was mumbling something.

Han Jianchuan didn't listen carefully. He took out a clean towel and wiped Xu Muzhe's face.

Then, with a blushing face, she undressed Xu Muzhe.

"I don't mean to do anything to you. I just need to check your wound."

Xu Muzhe had fainted, so naturally he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Han Jianchuan didn't know the meaning of what he said. Rather than talking to Xu Muzhe, it seemed more like he was trying to convince himself.

With trembling fingers, he took off Xu Muzhe's shirt, and when he saw the wound on his abdomen, he gasped in shock.

The blood on the outside of the wound has coagulated, and I don’t know if it is infected. The wound is a little black.

He didn't care about being shy and quickly opened Xu Muzhe's backpack.

He remembered that there was medicine in it last time, which should be able to treat the wound.

Han Jianchuan took out several bottles of medicine and gauze, compared the ingredients, and then skillfully disinfected his wound, then sewed and bandaged it.

When everything was done, he was stunned.

Why does he know this?

Before I could think too much, the man on the bed opened his eyes and struggled to get up.

Han Jianchuan quickly held his shoulders and said angrily, "Why don't you lie down properly? You don't want to get better, do you?"

Xu Muzhe smiled weakly, "Aren't you a germaphobe? I just killed a zombie and haven't taken a shower yet."

"You still know I have mysophobia now. Why haven't I seen you be so sensible before?" Han Jianchuan patted Xu Muzhe's shoulder angrily, "Don't move around. It's dirty. I can wait until you get better and then wash the sheets for me."

Xu Muzhe lay down obediently, "Got it."

Han Jianchuan lay on the edge of the bed, staring at him intently with his round eyes.

"Where did you go? How did you find food so quickly? Is there any nearby?"

"Of course not." Xu Muzhe said, "I found a car and drove to another city. I was afraid that you would cry alone, so I didn't even sleep and rushed back overnight."

Han Jianchuan's ears turned red, and he said hurriedly, "Who...who is crying..."

Xu Muzhe especially liked to tease Han Jianchuan, and thought it was very interesting. He deliberately joked, "If you're not crying, then why are your eyes red?"

"I was scared by you just now!" Han Jianchuan answered in a louder voice.

If he continued talking, Han Jianchuan would probably get angry, so Xu Muzhe stopped teasing him.

"Okay, that means you didn't cry." Xu Muzhe raised his hand and rubbed his head. "You must be hungry. Go find something to eat in your bag."

"I want to wait until you're better, and then we can eat together."

"That'll be a long wait."

"I'm not hungry."

Xu Muzhe sighed, "I just ate on the way, you eat first, I will accompany you tomorrow morning."

Han Jianchuan was a little hesitant, but he was really hungry, so he had to get up and get something to eat.

This time, he didn't eat a lot at once like before.

He found a compressed biscuit, ate it quickly, and then closed the zipper.

He needs to eat slowly.

In this way, Xu Muzhe can stay with him longer.

It won't hurt either.