Yu Wenxu sighed in his heart, this girl is really a bit stubborn, obviously so bloody, men may not be able to bear it, let alone a little girl.

He moved his body slightly, and also blocked Shen Qingrong. He felt that what the doctor did for a while would be even more bloody. She had better not look at it, and she would really have nightmares in the future.

At this time, Mo Feng cleaned Shen Qingci's wound, then took out a needle and began to thread the needle.

Yuwen's eyes widened. He is not going to sew people, this is not clothes, how to sew.

When Mo Feng was about to start his hands, he thought of something, and then he turned around, staring at them strangely for a long time.

"What are you still doing here?"

"This is my sister," Shen Wenhao was stubborn and reluctant to leave.

But Mo Feng just stood there without doing anything.

"Quickly go," Yu Wenxu and Song Mingjiang set him up. When is the time now? Whatever the doctor said, it's so interesting to talk to the doctor. It was your sister who was injured, not the doctor.

When the door outside slammed shut, Mo Feng squatted down and put the little girl's small hand on his lap.

"You said that you are a little baby, there is nothing you can't think of. If this knife is harder, it will be bleeding to death, such a cute little baby," he said, and couldn't help squeezing Shen Qingci's face.

"It's really small, so small."

"Oh..." He sighed, but he couldn't help but smiled, "It's also considered your fate, and you met me, otherwise, I think your little fate will be confessed here today, but, You don’t need to be too grateful to me. If you have the opportunity to talk about it in the future, let me, it doesn’t matter if you are not grateful. Someone will pay you back anyway.

"There are really not many people in this world who can invite me out of the mountains. You are one of them."

He took the needle and thread, quickly stitched it up on the little girl's wrist, and then took his own medicine and sprinkled it on the wound. Finally, take the boiled white cotton cloth and wrap it carefully.

"Okay," he cleaned his hands in the basin on one side, and then walked back to Shen Qingci's side, squeezing her small face, "You should be fainted, otherwise this sewing person is very painful."

"But it's okay, you don't feel the pain now, you will know when you wake up."

"As for the future..." He touched his chin, "I don't know if it will leave scars? But you are still young, maybe not. If we have a chance to meet again, I will help you again. You can remove the scar. That guy just asked me to come and save your life, but he didn't say let me treat this for you."

"Well, that's it," he smashed his hand with a fist, also muttering to himself here for a long time, and then walked towards the door.

Hearing a rush, he opened the door, and saw a bunch of people standing outside the door, and stared at him with big eyes.

"Look at what I am doing? Look at her," he pointed inside, "Remember not to let her wound touch the water, the little girl will recover quickly."

And before he could finish speaking, these people squeezed in, and he almost never got squeezed to the ground.

He shook his sleeves, and then sorted out his hair, and he started to admire himself alone there.

"Um, you send me back." He finished rewarding himself, and then pointed to Yu Wenxu. Anyway, you know where I live. He is with that guy now. As long as he finds that guy, naturally, he There is also a place to live.

"But I..." Yu Wenxu pointed inside, then pointed to himself, and finally thought about it, it seemed that he really had to send it away, otherwise, there are people who can enter the place.

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