After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Ming Nanjin raised her head and looked at the little hand that was stretched out to her.

The little girl was holding a plastic bag containing iodine cotton swabs and a box of antipyretic medicine.

"You...did you buy this for me?"

Ming Nanjin looked at the little girl and asked.

The little girl didn't say anything, but just nodded to indicate yes.

Ming Nanjin felt a little puzzled. This little girl looked quite old, but why couldn't she speak?

Just when Ming Nanjin was stunned, the little girl pulled up Ming Nanjin's clothes, and Ming Nanjin understood what the little girl wanted to do in a second.

The little girl saw a large tattoo on Ming Nanjin's back. The tattoo extended from the bottom of the back to the arm, but there were many bruises and scars on the tattoo. It can be seen that Ming Nanjin often fights with others.

When Ming Nanjin wanted to stop the little girl, it was too late. The little girl had already seen it.

"Don't look at it, it'll scare you."

Ming Nanjin said, and was about to pull down her clothes.

Ming Nanjin seemed to be unaware of how gentle her voice was.

The little girl shook her head stubbornly. She wanted to speak but couldn't. She could only take the paper and pen on the table and write a few crooked words.

[Brother, it hurts. Let me give you a blow job.]

When Ming Nanjin saw these words, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at the little girl in disbelief.

"You... aren't afraid?"

Ming Nanjin asked cautiously.

The little girl nodded.

Then he wrote a "no" to Ming Nanjin.

Ming Nanjin didn't know what to say. Seeing that Ming Nanjin stopped talking, the little girl opened the iodine bottle with her little hand, took out a cotton swab, lightly dipped it in a little iodine, and carefully wiped the wound on Ming Nanjin's body.

Ming Nanjin felt the cool iodine moving back and forth on his back, but his heart was warm. He had never felt this way since his mother passed away.

The little girl wiped all the wounds on Ming Nanjin's body, and then she blew on them gently.

A cool breeze blew over, and Ming Nanjin's heart felt even warmer.

Ming Nanjin remembered that the little girl had a cigarette burn on her leg, so she hugged the little girl standing behind her and brought her in front of her. She asked the little girl to sit on the sofa and took the iodine to apply medicine on her.

"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

Ming Nanjin knelt on one knee and said to the little girl.

The little girl nodded and hugged the teddy bear tightly in her hands.

The cool iodine touched the red, swollen and burnt wound on the little girl's leg, and the little girl's leg trembled.

Ming Nanjin saw the little girl's legs moving and realized that he had accidentally hurt her.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

The little girl shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

In order to free the little girl quickly, Ming Nanjin quickly applied medicine to her.

"Little sister, where is your home?"

When the little girl heard the word home, a trace of dark sadness flashed in her eyes, and then she shook her head.

"Do not you know?"

Ming Nanjin asked.

The little girl took the paper and pen and wrote: [I have no home. I live in an orphanage.]

These words struck Ming Nanjin's heart hard. He didn't know what to say to the little girl. He just lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. Then he stood up, walked to the toilet, filled a basin with warm water, and wiped the little girl's face.

"What's your name?"

Ming Nanjin asked as he spoke.

The little girl shook her head. She didn’t have a name. The director’s grandmother used to call her Chengcheng. Until this fat uncle came, everyone called her No. 16.

She hates number 16.

The little girl wrote her name on the paper: [It turns out that the director’s grandmother calls me Chengcheng. ]

"Chengcheng..."

Ming Nanjin muttered to herself, feeling that the name sounded familiar.

Soon, the blood and dust on Chengcheng's face were wiped off, revealing a pretty little face. The only bad thing was that there was a birthmark next to her left eye.

This should be the reason why the little girl was abandoned.

But why would a child from an orphanage run out onto the street in the middle of the night? It would be so dangerous for him to be alone!

"Cheng Cheng, why did you run out alone?"

Cheng Cheng picked up the pen again and wrote on the paper: [The orphanage is gone, and the director is gone too.]

Ming Nanjin remembered that there was a temporary report just now that an orphanage collapsed after catching fire because it was too old. All the children had been safely taken away from the orphanage. At the same time, it was discovered that the director of the orphanage, Wang, was a pedophile and took over the orphanage for his own selfish desires.

When he saw the news, he felt nothing in his heart. But when he thought that Chengcheng in front of him might be one of those children, he suddenly became angry and wanted to find the dean and tear him into pieces.

After Ming Nanjin had such thoughts in his mind, he was surprised. What did this little girl have to do with him? Why was he angry?

Ming Nanjin didn't know what to say to Chengcheng. It seemed that at this moment, all words were useless.

Seeing that Ming Nanjin was silent, Cheng Cheng thought that Ming Nanjin despised her because she was an orphan, so she continued to write on the paper: [I'm sorry, brother. I'll leave after I see you take the medicine.]

Ming Nanjin felt even more upset when she read what Cheng Cheng wrote. She had done nothing wrong, but she still had to apologize to him.

"You don't have to apologize to me. Don't leave. If you leave, you will have nowhere to sleep tonight. Just sleep here."

After Ming Nanjin said this, he was surprised again.

He actually let a strange little girl live in his house.

What happened to him today?

Why do I feel so weird?

However, after hearing what Ming Nanjin said, Chengcheng was so excited that she forgot the scar on her leg. When she jumped off the sofa, she accidentally touched it and gasped in pain.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Ming Nanjin saw Chengcheng's actions and asked with a frown.

This little girl looks quite smart, but why are her movements so clumsy?

But it's cute.

The thoughts in Ming Nanjin's mind moved the corners of his mouth, and he raised a smile that he didn't even know about.

Chengcheng seemed to have a telepathic connection with Ming Nanjin. She was just afraid that Ming Nanjin would despise her for being stupid, so she endured the pain and didn't say anything, but just shook her head.

Ming Nanjin saw Chengcheng holding the medicine and walking towards the kettle, apparently to make medicine for him.

Ming Nanjin really couldn't bear it anymore. Her head hurt more and more, and her body felt heavier and heavier. When Chengcheng made the medicine and returned to Ming Nanjin, Ming Nanjin had already fallen asleep.

To be precise, he fainted due to fever.

Cheng Cheng looked at Ming Nanjin sleeping on the sofa with only a T-shirt on. This would make her condition worse.

Chengcheng walked over, used her little hands and all her strength to help Ming Nanjin up, and gave Ming Nanjin some antipyretic medicine.

Then he followed the route that Ming Nanjin had taken to the bedroom, walked into Ming Nanjin's bedroom, found a small quilt, and covered Ming Nanjin with it.

After finishing all this, Chengcheng didn't want to rest. She picked up the garbage scattered on the ground, picked it up piece by piece with her little hands and threw it into the trash can.

Then he picked up the clothes, socks and pants that Ming Nanjin threw on the ground and took them to the bathroom to wash them by hand.

Things like washing clothes are a piece of cake for her.

This was the only way she could repay Ming Nanjin.