"Did you just fall and hurt yourself? Let me see." She fed the baby milk, recalling how Kangkang had fallen earlier.
How could it not hurt?
After all, he was a child. Eating bread, Kangkang nodded with grievance.
"Let me see if it's bleeding." Her hands were occupied, so she gestured for Kangkang to roll up his pants to show her.
Kangkang carefully rolled up his pant leg, and as soon as he rolled it up a bit, Tu Hengsha noticed that the skin on his foot didn't look right. The moonlight was dim, making it unclear.
He rolled it further up to the knee, and she leaned in for a closer look. She found that his leg was covered in scars.
"It's bleeding a little," Kangkang said, pointing to his knee.
The knee was skinned from the fall earlier. It wasn't serious, but it bled a bit. The friction from walking rapidly with her must have hurt, but the child didn't cry or complain.
