Chapter 773 It Hurts so Much

Back in the ward, Zhou Ping asked Qin Se: "Why do you think Xiaozheng is a little strange?"

"Mom, look here?" Qin Se lifted the quilt around Qin Zheng's feet, revealing a pair of feet.

Qin Se pointed at the sole of Qin Zheng's left foot, which was a little black and purple and smaller than the nail of her thumb.

Qin Se said: "Mom, I just saw Qin Zheng sweating on his forehead. I was worried that he was too hot, so I lifted up the quilt at his feet first. I didn't expect you to see this. When I first saw it, I always felt a little... It’s an indescribable feeling, it sounds weird, I don’t know if I’m overthinking it, that’s why I asked you to come and see…”

Zhou Ping squatted down and stared at Qin Zheng's soles carefully.

The piece is black and purple, with a slightly lighter color at the edge. The color becomes darker toward the middle, and the surrounding area is purple and the middle is almost completely black.

"Mom, is there something wrong with this? Xiaozheng usually practices too much dancing, so she accidentally got injured..."

Qin Se scratched his head. It seemed that dancing would not hurt the soles of his feet like this. It was almost impossible to get such scars while dancing. It seemed like he had been hit by something.

It doesn't look serious, and the black and purple areas are very small.

Zhou Ping didn't say anything. She was in a hurry and didn't bring anything with her.

But from the current point of view, it seems... there is some problem. There is a faint feeling of evil, but it is not serious.

Zhou Ping said to Qin Se: "Wake him up."

Qin Se quickly went to call Qin Zheng, stretched out his hand and patted his face: "Boy, wake up, Mom has something to ask you..."

Qin Zheng slept well and didn't want to move.

He was woken up by Qin Se and was very irritated: "What are you doing? I'm so sleepy..."

"Why are you sleeping? Wake up." Qin Se reached out and pinched Qin Zheng's ears.

Qin Zheng opened her eyes in pain: "Hey, sister, what are you doing? Why can't you tell me something? I'm still sick. Can't you be gentle to me?"

Qin Se flicked his forehead: "You are not my husband, so what's the use of being so gentle to you? Wake up, Mom has something to ask you."

Qin Zheng rubbed his forehead and stood up a little: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Zhou Ping asked him: "What's going on with the sole of your foot?"

Qin Zheng looked confused: "Soles of feet? What's wrong with the soles of my feet?"

Qin Se took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the sole of his left foot, then held it in front of him: "See for yourself."

Qin Zheng was a little surprised when she saw the black and purple soles of her feet in the photo: "When did this appear?"

He enlarged the photo and scratched his head: "I really don't know when this injury occurred, but it's just a little bit, should it be okay?"

Zhou Ping took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around her hand, then pressed the black and purple patch: "Does it hurt?"

Qin Zheng was so painful that her phone fell out of her hand, and she shouted: "It hurts, oh...it hurts...why does it hurt so much..."

Qin Zheng's shouting woke up Chen Mo who was on the bed next to him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up: "What's wrong?"

Chen Mo's hair was soft and messy, and his little face became more and more cute. Qin Se took advantage of Gu Jingyuan's absence and quickly patted his head: "It's okay, just keep sleeping..."

Zhou Ping frowned, put down her hand, and asked, "Have you ever felt pain in the sole of your left foot before?"

Qin Zheng thought for a while and said: "I occasionally feel it when dancing, but...it always hurts a little bit, not serious...this time, mom, it hurt when you pressed that. I felt like my feet were all... It feels like being pierced, it hurts so much..."