Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 889 - 898: Suspicion (7)

Qiao Mo assessed the situation and noticed a dark red stain on his snow-white cuff.

A tightness gripped her heart. Without waiting for the child’s reaction, she immediately pulled his wrist over and rolled up his sleeve.

A long bloody gash marred his arm, appearing particularly gruesome and shocking.

Especially since the wound seemed inadequately treated, and in such warm weather, it had already begun to show signs of infection, which, if worsened, could lead to severe consequences.

Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, and she held his small arm, eyes turning red: "This... how did this happen? How could you be so careless?"

Qiqi said softly, "Mama accidentally hurt me."

Qiao Mo was somewhat shocked, Yu Qianxun?

She and Qianxun had been friends for many years, and she always had such a good nature. How could she possibly vent her anger on a child?

Even if it was truly accidental... she should have at least treated his wound afterward.

But looking at his arm, it’s already infected, even festering. If it progresses, this arm could very likely be in grave danger.

"You stay still; I’ll go find a first aid kit." Qiao Mo hurriedly stood up.

Just then, Secretary Lu Lu rushed in after knocking: "President Qiao, a moment ago, the security downstairs said a child slipped in while they weren’t looking... huh?"

Before Lu Lu could finish her words, she saw a little boy on the sofa, with rolled-up sleeves, looking very serious.

"It’s okay, quickly go find me a first aid kit." Qiao Mo searched for a while but couldn’t find a first aid kit.

"Okay."

Lu Lu couldn’t help but glance at the child a couple of times, then returned after two minutes with a medical kit.

Qiao Mo sat next to Qiqi, frowning as she used a sterilized needle to open the festering areas and cleaned out the dirt and pus.

Qiqi looked up at her profile, somewhat lost in thought.

After cleaning, Qiao Mo said gently, "It might hurt a bit next. If it becomes unbearable, let me know."

Yu Shaoqi remained silent, and Qiao Mo couldn’t help feeling some concern.

The antiseptic in the medical box was iodine, which, although less stinging than alcohol, could still be quite painful for a child.

She then turned and walked around the room, found a small pink rabbit, and handed it to Qiqi, gently saying, "Hold it for now; this is your first meeting. Say hello and get to know each other. If it hurts, be sure to tell me."

Qiao Mo was a bit nagging, feeling relieved only when she saw him holding the rabbit in his arms.

Qiqi held the rabbit tightly with one hand, and when Qiao Mo began to treat his wound, he again looked up at her profile.

"Aunt Qiao Mo..."

"Hmm?"

Qiqi didn’t say anything further, just looked seriously at her.

Because the wound was long, the treatment took a considerable amount of time.

Qiqi remained silent throughout.

But when Qiao Mo looked up again, she noticed the child’s face had turned quite pale, with a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

Despite this, he gritted his teeth and persevered without making a sound.

Qiao Mo couldn’t help but feel heartache. How could such a young child bear so much? Even Chenchen, who was quite sensible, would cry out and protest when getting shots or taking medicine.

Qiao Mo gently hugged him: "Qiqi, you’re so brave, already a little man at such a young age."

Qiao Mo quickly sprinkled some medicinal powder on his wound, then wrapped it with clean gauze to prevent further accidental contact or getting wet, thus avoiding another infection.