The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

"Song Xun, you don't seem very happy?" Wen Xiaorou noticed Song Xun's low mood and couldn't help asking.

She felt that Song Xun's illness could be cured, which was great news. There was nothing more joyful than this, but why was Song Xun unhappy?

Wen Xiaorou listened hard, wanting to hear Song Xun's deeper thoughts.

Song Xun quickly controlled his thoughts so as not to let Wen Xiaorou realize that he was reluctant to leave her.

After all, only by leaving here can Wen Xiaorou truly escape from this man-eating fire pit. She cannot keep the other party here just for her own selfish desires.

"No, I just want to wake up quickly. Did your aunt take you to get a haircut and buy new clothes today? Xiaorou, I really want to open my eyes and take a look at you. You must look very beautiful." Song Xun said in a gentle voice.

Wen Xiaorou's face turned red. She was often bullied by her family. Everyone said that she was not as pretty as Wen Xiaoyu. So even though Wen Xiaorou was liked by many boys in the village, she still didn't think she was pretty.

"Then you may be disappointed. I'm not good-looking." Wen Xiaorou lowered her voice and said a little lost.

[Xiao Rou, you forgot, I've seen you before. When I first saw you, I thought you were so cute. You always blushed when you talked to me.] Song Xun couldn't help laughing as he recalled the scene of his first meeting with Wen Xiao Rou.

Wen Xiaorou couldn't help but widen her eyes and her face turned even redder. She didn't expect that Song Xun would actually think she was pretty.

"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?" Wen Xiaorou couldn't help but ask.

[Really, Xiaorou, you are the most beautiful, lovely, and kind girl I have ever seen.] Perhaps because his body was still in a coma, Song Xun also became much bolder.

However, even though his body was unconscious, his face slowly turned red due to shyness.

Wen Xiaorou had never been in love, but her heart was beating fast. She didn't know what Song Xun meant, and she didn't dare to ask.

Song Xun's thoughts were actually very simple. These thoughts were his sincere feelings. He wanted to tell Wen Xiaorou before she left to avoid regrets later.

Moreover, he also wanted Wen Xiaorou to know that there were people in this world who thought she was pretty and liked her. Not everyone was like the Wen family, full of malice towards her.

"Xiao Rou, listen to me. Everything you suffered at home wasn't because you were bad, but because you were too good. That's why you were bullied. It wasn't your fault, it was their fault." Song Xun said seriously.

After hearing the conversation between his grandfather and aunt, this sentence has been weighing on his mind, and he wants to find an opportunity to tell Xiaorou.

He could feel that Xiaorou had become very inferior and cautious because of the Wen family's constant bullying and suppression.

But it is obvious that the other party is a very good girl.

"Thank you, Song Xun. Thank you..." It was the first time that Wen Xiaorou heard such words. In the past, when the villagers saw her being beaten by her family, they seemed to think it was natural. She was a girl and the eldest, and she was not as blessed as Wen Xiaoyu. It seemed that being bullied was her due.

Now that Song Xun said that none of this was his fault, the grievances that Wen Xiaorou had been suppressing in her heart seemed to burst out, and her voice became choked.

[Xiao Rou, if someone bullies you in the future, you must learn to resist. You can fight against fate, or you can escape from that family. Grandpa, aunt, and I will all help you.] Song Xun couldn't help but feel distressed when he heard Wen Xiaorou crying. He wanted to hold Wen Xiaorou in his arms and comfort her, but he couldn't even do such a simple thing.

[If you are unhappy, you can hug me, Xiaorou.] Song Xun couldn't help but whispered.

Then he felt a soft body pressing against him, and his nose was filled with the fresh scent of soapberries.

A soft head of hair rubbed against his chin, reminding him of the kitten his aunt had raised in the capital, which also lay in his arms and acted coquettishly like this.

[Rou Rou.] Song Xun was a little dazed, calling the other person's name.

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The next day, Dr. Li came to the hospital early in the morning. He had already made his plans yesterday and was ready to start giving Song Xun acupuncture today.

He sat beside the bed with a serious expression, inserting needles into Song Xun's body. Soon, Song Xun's head was full of silver needles.

Seeing this scene, the Song family and Wen Xiaorou felt very distressed.

Wen Xiaorou even forgot that there were other people around her and couldn't help but ask, "Song Xun, are you in pain?"

Song Meihua thought Wen Xiaorou was talking nonsense because she felt sorry for Song Xun, so she held her in her arms, patted her, and comforted her: "Xiaorou, Song Xun is a boy, it's okay, he is not afraid of pain. Song Xun will get better after acupuncture."

"Xiao Rou, Auntie is right. I'm not in pain. You don't have to worry about me. Acupuncture only looks scary. I won't cry like you." Song Xun said with a smile, pretending to be relaxed, trying to cheer Wen Xiaorou up.

Wen Xiaorou felt a little relieved after hearing this.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

Song Meihua heard the knock on the door and strode over quickly. Doctor Li was giving Song Xun an acupuncture treatment at the moment, and she didn't want anyone to disturb him.

When Song Meihua opened the door, she was stunned. Standing outside the door was Wen Xiaoyu, whom she had met yesterday.

She closed the door behind her, pushed Wen Xiaoyu out, who wanted to come in, and asked rudely with a frown, "Why are you here?"

Wen Xiaoyu glanced hurriedly into the ward and saw Song Xun with silver needles all over his head. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be unconscious.

Hearing Song Meihua's question, she quickly said, "Aunt Song, yesterday I said I would come back to see Song Xun, so I asked the village party secretary which hospital Song Xun was in. I came here to see if there was anything I could do to help, and I also wanted my sister to go home and rest."

Song Meihua snorted coldly and said directly: "Are you sure your sister is going home to rest, not to do more work?"

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted. She looked at Song Meihua with a bit of grievance and said, "Did you say that? But everyone is obviously very nice to you."

Song Meihua really saw the true face of the Wen family. They were so shameless even to a little girl. If they had not specifically inquired about the Wen family's affairs before, they would probably have been fooled by Wen Xiaoyu.

"Don't pretend, we've all inquired about your sister's life in the Wen family. Everyone in the village knows it."

Wen Xiaoyu was about to explain when she saw the door of the ward opened and Song Shuzhong was escorting Doctor Li out after he had finished acupuncture.

"Song Xun's disease is very special. The medicine I brought is not enough. I went to the Chinese medicine store here yesterday, but I couldn't find the medicine I wanted. I'm afraid I have to go to the neighboring city to have a look." Doctor Li frowned and said.