As he dealt with the wound, even though the disinfectant stung unbearably, he still clenched his teeth and tried hard to endure the pain, not letting himself whimper aloud.
Luo Mengmeng looked at his restrained appearance, and her eyes immediately turned red, "If you want to cry, just cry."
"I certainly don't!" Xiaobao immediately retorted with pride, lifting his chin and turning his head away.
Luo Mengmeng shook her head helplessly.
About twenty minutes later, Xiaobao's wound had finally been cleaned.
As they left the hospital, Luo Mengmeng crouched in front of Erbao and instructed, "From now on, you're not allowed to be so mischievous and climb trees anymore, do you hear me?"
"Got it, mommy..." Erbao promptly promised obediently.
Dabao standing aside rolled his eyes outright.
If his brother could be obedient, then perhaps the sun would rise from the west tomorrow.
