Both uncle and boyfriend are villains

5-2

The medical robot seemed to have its own consciousness. It turned its body in the direction of Ruan Qiu, a pair of small sesame eyes flickered, and then quickly turned back, its hands moving non-stop.

It checks the injury, applies gel after confirming it is correct, and puts on a new bandage.

Ruan Qiu noticed that there seemed to be other old injuries on Xi Yuan's body, which were quickly covered by clothes again. He moved his lips but made no sound.

After wrapping the bandage, he stuffed the medical robot back into his pocket, retracted his limbs and went into hibernation.

Ruan Qiu couldn't hide his curiosity: "It... is so small."

A small robot that can help its owner treat wounds...

He vaguely felt that he had heard of it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

Realizing that someone was talking about him, the medical robot poked its head out of his pocket again, its glass eyeballs occasionally flashing like it was blinking.

Ruan Qiu was about to move: "Can I touch it?"

Seeing that Xi Yuan had no intention of stopping it, Ruan Qiu stretched out his hand little by little and gently touched the top of the medical robot.

The medical robot was also waiting for Xi Yuan's instructions. It was deadlocked for a while, confirming that contact with Ruan Qiu was allowed.

It stood up hesitantly, stretched out its thin arms and put them on Ruan Qiu's palm, and then climbed into his arms along Ruan Qiu's arms.

"Didi."

The body of the medical robot made an electric sound, as if greeting Ruan Qiu.

Ruan Qiu had never seen such a cute and peculiar robot. He poked the body of the medical robot gently, then carefully touched its arm, and said softly: "Hello."

His eyes were bright and the corners of his lips were raised a little. With a happy arc, he raised his head and asked Xi Yuan: "Does it have a name?"

The body of the medical robot is very old, with many scratches on the casing and damaged corners. It looks like it has been used for a long time, even older than the radio that Ruan Qiu lost.

Ruan Qiu thought to himself that if he still hasn't changed it after using it for so long, either the conditions don't allow it, or he has feelings and is unwilling to change it.

Xi Yuan replied: "No."

As soon as he said this, the medical robot jumped out of Ruan Qiu's hand and returned to his pocket to sleep.

Xi Yuan leaned back on the sofa, raised his chin slightly, and half-closed his eyes.

Ruan Qiu opened his mouth, remembering the reason why he came to see him, and asked again: "Brother, where have you been today?"

"I didn't see you when I woke up. It was... Zhao Jiang prepared lunch," Ruan Qiu continued. He lowered his head and clasped his fingers, "Then he taught me to use a projector to watch TV, but I couldn't learn..."

At this point, Xi Yuan had some reaction, looked sideways, and whispered: "Can't you learn?"

"Well..."

There is no need to learn such a simple thing as turning on the projection, unless you cannot use your mental power normally.

Ruan Qiu's expression was lost, and he didn't look like he was lying.

Xi Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted up his slightly longer cuffs, grabbed his wrist, and felt his pulse.

The unfamiliar palms were dry and warm, and looked very rough compared with Ruan Qiu's fair and delicate skin.