The boy looked at the coin in his hand, his hand dropped.
The big beauty was relieved, stepped forward, and put the twenty yuan in his hand.
"Take it as my nosy." The big beauty said warmly, "I just think your injuries are too serious to get you some medicine... Can you tell me who hit this?"
In fact, the big beauty also knew something in her heart, but the young man didn't say a word and didn't mean to answer.
The big beauty had to pull him to sit down, touch his hair, take off his open shirt, put it aside, and look at the wound on the boy's body.
The back is full of bruises and bruises, the area is too large, but the beauty does not know how to start.
"How long has this been hurt?" he asked softly.
The boy said, "The day before yesterday."
It seems that the beating was too hard, and the bruises are still so deep.
This is not something that can be done in a day, but he and this boy just met by chance, and he can only deal with the boy a little.
His technique was gentle and slow, the boy lay on the sofa, his eyes swept around where he couldn't see. After the hot compress, the big beauty instructed him to do the same before going back to bed.
In the end, only half of the body was left. The big beauty looked at the young man gently, but the other party avoided his eyes, slid his fingers on the bottom of his trousers, and took it away.
He put on a dirty shirt and said, "No, it's not serious."
The great beauty sent him out. Before he left, he asked his name again.
Not answered.
The teenager put on a mask when he went downstairs, took the living expenses and the 20 yuan, and got on the bus with his head down.
When he got home, as soon as he opened the door, a slap slapped him in the face.
The woman cried loudly and said, "Why did you come back so late!"
The place where the medicine had been applied was sore and numb quickly.
It's wasted effort.
The teenager thought, got up from the ground, handed her the money, and lukewarmly lied, "Dad doesn't want to open the door. I waited for more than an hour."
Mom quickly burst into laughter and said to him, "Thank you for your hard work," and counted the money aside.
The next day, there was a knock on the door of Damei's house.
The young man stood in front of him, the left cheek was swollen, but the right cheek was still a little raised.
A pair of dark eyes stared at him.
"Twenty dollars." The boy took out the money and extended it to him, "Help me get medicine."