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25. Children who have difficulty taking medicine

If she had to choose between being so sick that she loses consciousness and recovering with the highest treatment, Kritithi would really choose...let me get sick!!!

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts...what hurts?"

When he opened his eyes and woke up, the only active living being in the room was a man wearing only a pair of sweatpants, showing off his pure male broad chest and strong muscles. The person who turned around followed the sound of a body moving on the bed and took a few steps forward... The question Graph was least willing to answer rang out.

It may hurt somewhere, just...

Although he still had a slight fever, he felt much better than yesterday. The boy could only mutter to himself. Because as soon as his body recovered, the events of the day before yesterday came back to his mind uncontrollably. Yes, he had sex with Brother Pakin, so asking if it still hurts could only mean one thing.

The tearing pain in my butt still hasn't subsided, and I wince in pain every time I move my body.

Pain, I have never experienced such pain in my life. Gritting his teeth in pain, it felt like the entrance there had cracked. Fortunately, he has only regained consciousness now. Just think about it, if he had been awake when the incident had just happened, the young man felt that he would have died from the pain.

However, although Graph was asking questions, the owner of the room who came around to get clothes looked pretty good.

The person who was about to sit up couldn't help but gnash his teeth, frown, sweat soaked all over his face, and his hands holding the quilt were shaking slightly. And...his eyes were already filled with tears.

"Alas." As expected, Pakin sighed long and without any dignity at all, making the young man grit his teeth even more aggrieved.

"Has the fever gone?" the young man asked again. Throwing the towel into the basket, he strode to the bed. The person who didn't dare to move his body immediately pulled the quilt under his chin.

"Are you worried about me?" Because he was used to talking back, the person with a hoarse voice immediately stared at the person listening.

Even though you are so unwell, you are still talking nonsense.

"No, I'm just too lazy to collect the body for you."

The naughty kid who liked to talk back opened his eyes brightly when he heard this, and looked like he was about to cry or burst out, which made Pakin feel irritated. Although I have long been used to seeing the same expression of numbness, when I am already used to seeing this expression of numbness, coupled with the look of hugging the quilt as if using a talisman to protect my body, and the fear that only a small part of my face dares to show, it is all Make those watching feel... funny.

Okay, that's a little pitiful.

The tall man shook his head slightly, and then continued:

"If you know that I will answer this way, don't ask next time... In short, I won't let you die easily." After saying that, he walked forward and sat on the edge of the bed. The other person's face turned red and white. Still strangely afraid to look up. The young man was satisfied that the backtalking brat finally shut his mouth and looked adorable.

What are you thinking about, this brat is so lovable?

Pakin shook his head slowly, then...

"do not touch..."

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