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After seeing the doctor, Hao Jifei confirmed that it was only a few skin trauma, and some scars on his face would not leave any scars, so he gave some trauma ointments.

Ling Yan was afraid that the five-year-old child would not be able to get the ointment clear and might swallow it, so he planned to put it away and apply it to the little guy every day.

But at night, her daughter came to ask her for ointment, "Mommy, I'll go and help Xiaofei apply ointment."

Ling Yiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Can you paint?"

"Yes!" The little guy nodded his head very hard, "I'm not a child anymore!"

A five-year-old child said that he was not a child, which was somewhat funny. However, Ling still knew that Hao Jifei was so restrained when facing him. Even every time she approached the child, she could feel the tightness of the child's body.

She thought for a while and handed the ointment to her daughter, "Then you go and apply it to Xiao Fei, but remember that this ointment can only be applied externally and cannot be eaten into her mouth. After applying the ointment, remember to wash your hands!"

"Yeah." Yi Qianjin lit his head, took the plaster, and jumped to Hao Jifei's room. Of course, it was also her room, because she would squeeze into a bed with Xiaofei at night.

Yi Qianjin entered Hao Jifei's room. The layout in the room was pretty good, and there were a lot of toys in the room. Of course, these toys were all moved by Yi Qianjin from her room, so they were all dolls for girls to play with, toys like playing houses.

When Hao Jifei saw Yi Qianjin coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and then saw the ointment shaking in the other party's hand, so he reached out to take the ointment over.

But Yi Qianjin insisted on giving the other party a trick, "We are good friends and we need to help each other!" She said with great sarcasm.

His eyelashes trembled slightly. Mommy had said before that he and she would never be friends.

Yi Qianjin unscrewed the lid, squeezed out the ointment and applied it little by little to Hao Jifei's injured face. Then, his claws spontaneously and automatically wanted to strip his clothes.

Hao Jifei's little face couldn't help but flush, "I...I will do it myself." At the age of five, he already had the concept of gender.

"You have injuries on your back, and you can't see it." She murmured, insisting on taking off his clothes and starting to apply ointment to him.

She applied her small claws hard. For her, if she applied the ointment a little more, Xiao Fei would be able to heal faster.

"Why do you want to... help me fight?" Hao Jifei asked suddenly.

"Didn't it all say that we are good friends. If others bully you, of course I will beat you!" She replied for granted.

"Do you really think we can be good friends?" he murmured.

"Why can't?" she asked back strangely.
Chapter completed!