The brows of the two Rong family men, one big and one small, couldn't help but frowned, looking equally serious.

"Bleeding...bleeding..." Xiaobao said with some difficulty, stumbling.

"Yeah, it's all bleeding, how can it be a minor injury..." Rong Yuxuan said, paused, and then said, "This Qi Chengjun, why is his movement so slow? What are you doing?" While speaking, he made a gesture and walked towards the door.

But Xiaobao leaned forward to grab Luo Qingye's hand, and said with all his strength: "Small, sister Xiaoye...it hurts...doesn't it hurt..."

Luo Qingye quickly touched Xiaobao with her uninjured hand, and said softly: "Sister Xiaoye doesn't hurt, be good, don't worry, it's really just a minor injury. We Xiaobao are so brave that even surgery Dare to do it, it’s been so many days, and I haven’t shed a single tear, it’s unreasonable that Sister Xiaoye can’t even bear this little injury, don’t you think so?”

Xiaobao pursed his lips, then shook his head vigorously, looked at Luo Qingye, and said in an extremely difficult tone: "No...it's not the same...Xiao...Sister Xiaoye...was...injured by... Treasure...cure...disease..."

Luo Qingye was happy, relieved and distressed at the moment, touched Xiaobao's little face and said, "It's really okay, Xiaobao, don't worry." As she spoke, she pressed her thumb on the wound for a while. After feeling that there seemed to be no bleeding, he took out his injured hand, showed it to Xiao Bao, and said, "Look, what Sister Xiao Ye said is true, it's not serious at all, and it doesn't hurt anymore. ! And no more blood.”

"Look, Xiaobao, is there no bleeding?"

Luo Qingye originally thought that she could reassure Xiaobao by saying this, but who knew, when she took out her hand and saw that although Luo Qingye's hand was not bleeding anymore, it was still a bloody wound and hand, Xiaobao's big eyes rolled The child is full of water vapor, as if tears will fall in the next second.

Luo Qingye was really anxious now, and said in a hurry: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, sister Xiaoye is really fine, don't cry, if you cry, sister Xiaoye is in trouble. Sister Xiaoye doesn't hurt at all. Yes, if you cry, Sister Xiaoye will definitely feel distressed, and when her heart aches, the wound will also ache."

Although she knew that Luo Qingye was just coaxing herself, Xiaobao still took a deep breath, and then said in a more difficult voice than before: "Xiaobao...don't cry...Sister Xiaoye...doesn't hurt..."

Even though Xiaobao's voice now was only a little bit of surprise that was almost negligible compared to before, Luo Qingye still heard it, and immediately felt distressed, and quickly said: "Little Bao, don't remember to talk, you You can talk just now, don't talk too much, lest you hurt your throat, drink some water, ah, good boy..."

While talking, he touched the cup on the bedside cabinet and felt that the cup was neither hot nor cold, so he gave Xiaobao a drink with his uninjured hand, and said, "Xiaobao, be good, drink water first. .”

Xiao Baobao quickly took the cup from Luo Qingye's hand, and whispered, "Drink it yourself..."

"Okay." Luo Qingye nodded with a smile, looked at Xiaobao and said softly: "Xiaobao drink by himself, drink slowly, take small sips, let's not talk for now, obediently, rest your throat, and talk later .”

"Hmm..." Xiaobao responded slightly, nodded obediently, took a cup and started to drink in small sips.

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