Although she is still very young, she is a little girl after all. If she is a little boy, it doesn’t matter no matter how hard he does!

Sweat began to roll down Qingyan's forehead. At this time, he should find a female doctor first!

After all, he is not Tao Yao's biological father, and some things cannot be done.

But the little girl's body is too delicate and she can't wait for a moment.

Qing Yan really felt that this was the biggest torture he had ever suffered. The little girl's crying stopped in his ears, making him feel his heart thrust and sore, as if it was really his own biological daughter, hurting her and hurting him.

Taoyao's little hand was holding on his body, crying, "Uncle, it's so itchy, so uncomfortable..."

Qingyan's throat suddenly felt even more painful, and he was soft and he quickly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, uncle will show you..."

Qing Yan's hand turned Tao Yao's body back, and there were some red dots on his slender back, like scattered flowers growing on his white and tender skin, with a very strange beauty.

Qing Yan was a little helpless. He was very skilled in treating adults, but the little girl... this is really the first time!

I wanted to do something several times, but I took it back, afraid that I would hurt Taoyao.

Moreover, he didn't know that these red dots suddenly grew on Tao Yao's back, but now, it seems that there is not enough time to find someone at such a late day. How can this be good?

Qing Yan thought for a while and quickly found a bottle of ointment that had been left for many years. It was a medicine specially used to cure various skin trauma. He had never used it. It is said that it has the effect of beautifying skin. I wonder if it is suitable for Taoyao's condition.

Qing Yan took a deep breath, stabilized his trembling hands, and used his fingers to pick out a light green ointment and apply it to Tao Yao on his back.

The plaster emits a faint fragrance, which is the smell of a variety of floral fragrances and spices that smell very nicely and have a certain effect of concentrating and calming spirits.

Qing Yan took a few strong breaths, but it really had some effect, and his body's violent reaction calmed down a little.

After a while, it was probably because the ointment really worked. Tao Yao's crying gradually stopped and the person became quiet.

Qing Yan touched her tear-stained face with distress: "How is it, is itchy or not?"

Taoyao was like a cat, rubbing against Qing Yan's big hand, "Well, it's not itchy anymore... It's cool, so comfortable."

Qingyan's heart finally fell down, "Be good, go to bed."

Taoyao was wearing ointment, unable to wear clothes or lie flat, and could only sleep on her tummy. She rubbed against Qingyan and pressed against Qingyan: "Uncle, please sleep with me."

The soft and glutinous sound and the soft and fragrant little body made Qingyan, a big man who had never been in contact with children, a little difficult to deal with.

Qing Yan closed his eyes and reached out and patted Tao Yao's head a little stiffly: "Go to sleep well, uncle will accompany you."

"Well..." After crying in the middle of the night, Tao Yao was very tired and fell asleep in a daze.

She fell asleep, but Qingyan had a hard time sleeping. He felt that this was not good. Men were not as careful as women. In many places, they could not take care of Taoyao. It would be better to let the maid serve her at night.
Chapter completed!