Yan Shixiu crouched down and looked at the claw marks on her ankle, saying, "Although I really like you wearing just a shirt at home, could you not greet those two little things with bare legs?"
"No," Shi Lan said, "I'm going to cut their claws."
Yan Shixiu, helpless, could only get up and go to the living room, depriving Ferrari and Maybach of their freedom. Who asked them to have an unreliable mom?
Afterward, he returned to the young lady's side and lifted Shi Lan's ankle again, checking it. "Go change clothes, I'll take you to the hospital for a shot."
Shi Lan took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Yan Shixiu's neck and said, "The other day the aunt said she had already taken them for vaccination, so I can be exempted, right? I faint at the sight of needles. And have you thought about the sensation it would cause if you took me to the hospital?"
Despite this, Yan Shixiu still took Shi Lan upstairs for a while under the cold shower, and carefully disinfected her wound.
