Thinking of this, the corners of Henry's mouth curled up into an evil smile. "It's just a little bit. I'm fine. It's not a big deal!"
However, the more Henry said this, the more Monique felt guilty and distressed.
Her chest felt as if it had been blocked by something.
"Open your hands!" Monique spat out word by word.
Henry didn't want Monique to see the blood on his hand for fear that she would be scared.
However, upon hearing her instructions, he unconsciously opened his hand.
Only then did Monique clearly see a knife mark in the center of Henry's palm.
Although the cut was not deep, a lot of blood was flowing.
Seeing so much blood on Henry's hand, Monique's eyes suddenly turned red and she said nervously, "I'll take you to the hospital."
Obviously, Henry heard Monique's voice and choked with sobs.
"I'm fine, no need!" Henry comforted her softly.
"No, Dad has to see a doctor. I'll go with you," Little Nomi said anxiously as she looked at her father's sad hands.
Henry's heart warmed when he saw how worried they were. How long would it take for them to return from the hospital?
It was getting late. They hadn't eaten yet.
"No, Dad is hungry. Let's go eat first!" Henry pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
Monique pursed her lips and wanted to say something.
Henry interrupted her.
Henry looked at Ling Jing and asked, "Is there alcohol or something like that in the private home cuisine that can be used to disinfect?"
"There should be!" Ling Jing replied. "Why don't we go upstairs and have a look? We can go up here!"
"What if there isn't? Let's go to the hospital!" Monique didn't let go of Henry's hand from beginning to end. "If you're hungry, I'll ask Louise to pack some food for us first. You can eat in the car."
"You and Little Nomi didn't eat either!" Henry's voice was light, and there seemed to be a vague smile on his sexy and thin lips.
Henry's charming black eyes were so deep that one could not see the bottom, but there seemed to be a flash of light in the deepest place.
Henry curled his lips. "It hurts!"
Monique looked up with red eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to say, "If it hurts, let's go to the hospital. I'm begging you!"
But she hadn't said anything yet.
"But it doesn't hurt after being blown by you!" His voice was faint and it wsa not very loud.
Monique was stunned for a moment. For some reason, her heart kept pounding and it was almost difficult to lift it up.
Even her face couldn't help but turn red.
"What do you mean by 'it doesn't hurt when you blow it like this'?"
The wind she blew was not magical medicine.
When did Henry become so attractive?
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