The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1122

Chapter 1122: 545 Warmth (Third Update)

It wasn’t until that small figure came running over, pitter-patter, that he ended up face to face with Gu Jiao, upside down above him.

"Little brother,"

Xiao Jinguang greeted.

"What are you doing here?" Huangfu Xian closed his eyes with faint annoyance and asked, "Is this a place you should be?"

Xiao Jinguang ignored his coldness, circled to his side, and asked with curiosity, "What are you doing lying on the ground?"

Huangfu Xian said with sarcasm, "Oh, is it fun?"

"Oh." Xiao Jinguang also lay down beside him.

Huangfu Xian: "..."

After lying down for a while, Xiao Jinguang folded his small hands on his stomach: "But I find it quite cold."

Huangfu Xian: That’s stating the obvious, isn’t it?

Xiao Jinguang sat up, took out a small porcelain bottle from his purse: "Here, take this."

"What is it?" Huangfu Xian asked dispassionately.

Xiao Jinguang explained, "Gold wound medicine, for healing injuries."

Huangfu Xian replied coldly, "The dog is already dead."

Xiao Jinguang said, "It’s for you, isn’t your hand injured?"

Huangfu Xian’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

His hand indeed had been injured, it’s just that nobody had noticed.

They all thought the blood on his hands was entirely the dog’s.

Seeing that Huangfu Xian didn’t reach out to take it, Xiao Jinguang decisively grabbed his hand, intending to stuff the gold wound medicine into it.

But as soon as Xiao Jinguang grabbed him, he realized his hand was frighteningly cold: "Your hand is so icy! You can’t lie on the ground anymore!"

"Mind your own business!" retorted Huangfu Xian.

Xiao Jinguang looked around, saw his wheelchair also toppled on the ground, thought for a moment, and said, "Did you fall over?"

Huangfu Xian replied coldly, "I told you it’s none of your business!"

Huangfu Xian had been frozen stiff, naturally not so easily helped up. Xiao Jinguang thought for a moment, grabbed one of his hands and began to rub it, blowing on it while rubbing: "This way it won’t be cold, it will warm up soon." _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}

Fortunately, Xiao Jinguang did not touch his legs. After warming his hands, Xiao Jinguang tried again to help him sit up.

Perhaps it was the excitement of that moment that caused blood to surge through his veins. His body was actually not so rigid anymore.

He sat up.

Xiao Jinguang pushed the wheelchair in front of him. Huangfu Xian grabbed the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and gritted his teeth as he sat on it.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiao Jinguang asked him.

This time it was about his legs.

Huangfu Xian’s throat moved slightly, and he said faintly, "It doesn’t hurt much."

Xiao Jinguang bent down.

Huangfu Xian thought he was going to lift his trouser leg and his expression changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jinguang just stopped above his amputated legs, gently blowing on them: "Huff huff, and it won’t hurt."

In those pure little eyes, there was neither fear nor revulsion.