Thinking of this, even Li Xinrong's thick face couldn't bear the shyness and shook her head.
What am I thinking about...
By the way, Ling Batian and Li Changkun had already walked to Zhang Zhe's bedside. Seeing that Zhang Zhe couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep again, he couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"He woke up before!" Ling Batian explained, worried that his uncle would think he was lying to him.
"I know he woke up. Let's apply medicine to him. As long as the wound is not inflamed, there should be no more fever!" Li Changkun nodded and said affirmatively.
Ling BaTian could only take the medicine from his uncle's hand, opened the medicine bottle and carefully spread the white powder inside evenly on Zhang Zhe's wound.
"Ah -" only a scream was heard, and Ling Batian shook off the medicine bottle in his hand, scattering white powder on the floor.
Ling Batian hurried to Zhang Zhe's bedside, saw Zhang Zhe looking at him with a painful expression, and said tremblingly: "Lao San, what kind of medicine did you give me?"
"It's just a necessary medicine to treat bruises. It doesn't matter. Just bear with it and it will be fine!" Ling Batian held up Zhang Zhe's hand in an attempt to give him a sense of security.
However, Zhang Zhe's reaction was even more unexpected than Ling Batian...
"Be patient? What do you think you are?" Zhang Zhe gritted his teeth and closed and closed his mouth, looking as embarrassed as he could.
"It can't be more painful than giving birth, right?" Li Xinrong was bored outside, so she walked in. She happened to see Zhang Zhe chattering there and said angrily.
"Who are you?" Zhang Zhe looked curiously at the beautiful woman standing in front of him like a hibiscus. To be honest, Zhang Zhe was quite shy.
"My name is Li Xinrong, a freshman at HN University. You kids have never endured hardship, and you can't bear this little pain. Then when a woman gives birth to a baby, why don't you jump off the building?"
Every word was written with precision, and it was deeply rooted in people's hearts, but Zhang Zhe didn't listen to a word, and his eyes were still looking at the woman in front of him with lust.
She is simply the goddess in dreams! Thinking of this, Zhang Zhe's mouth is watering... Even if such a beauty cannot be taken home as a wife, it would be nice to hang it on the wall for a look!
"Little brat, where are you looking? Believe it or not, sister, I dug out your eyes?" Li Xinrong felt his intrusive gaze, and she immediately looked at him with a fierce look.
"Uh..." Zhang Zhe, who had discovered his little thoughts, could only blink his eyes and then looked at Ling Batian.
Ling Batian didn't have time to talk at the moment. He was quietly handling the trivial white powder on the ground and protecting the survivors in the bottle.
After processing, the bully genius had time to read their dialogue.
Seeing all this caused by his impatience, Zhang Zhe raised his hands slightly and wiped away his fragile tears in an invisible corner.
I have to be strong so that I can protect the people around me! This is the only thought left in Zhang Zhe's mind at this moment, and it is also the only thought in his heart~!
For just a moment, Zhang Zhe's resolute eyes were seen by the uncle who was standing silently by the side. He couldn't help but nodded. He was very comforted by the understanding of these two children.
Ling Batian had just cleared away the powder on the ground when he suddenly discovered that blood was flowing out of Zhang Zhe's wound, which was gradually becoming swollen and enlarged.
It didn't take long for Ling Batian to see that Zhang Zhe's feet were in disarray, "What's going on?"
Hearing Ling Batian's murmured words, the uncle couldn't help but step forward to see, why did it grow into a pustule? It shouldn't be?!
After reading the medicine several times, I discovered that it contains a chemical ingredient and should not be used directly on injured skin.
Not to mention this small word, even a meticulous person like Ling Batian didn't realize that it was too small, and he simply didn't take human life seriously!
"How could this happen? Why does my brother's wound become more inflamed the more he uses it?" Ling Batian's eyes flashed with anger, and murderous bloodlust spread all over his face.
Wrinkles gathered on his face, and his nose was bunched up. His whole person was on the verge of explosion, especially those terrifying eyes.
It's daunting. What kind of eyes are these? It's definitely not red. It can only be considered a very ordinary kind. It's not red at all. The bright red color like blood has spread all over the eye sockets, and it has fallen undetectably in the corners of the eyes.
A few tears...
Seeing Ling Batian like this, the uncle immediately panicked. Even when he was surrounded by that group of people, he never showed such a look!
The only sane person at the moment was Li Xinrong. Seeing the angry Ling Batian, he was slightly startled, and then secretly thought it was wrong, and hugged him tightly to prevent him from moving.
It's not that he's worried that he will break the things at home. Those household items are so cheap that they are almost useless, and they don't cost much to buy. But if he hurts his brother, he will regret it for the rest of his life!
Therefore, Li Xinrong hugged him desperately, hoping to give him a touch of warmth and help him recover from his bloodthirsty state.
But she was wrong...
Ling Batian finally moved, and the force was not like usual. One punch could almost punch through the entire wall!
How could Li Xinrong, who was so weak, be able to hug her? Ling Batian violently bounced her away, but she hugged her again!
This time, she tried harder to hug him, but was bounced away again!
The third time, she could only stand up with all her strength and hugged Ling Batian's calf tightly, hoping to delay his recovery for a while!
Ling Batian had completely lost his mind and emotions at this moment. He was so crazy that he felt the entangled power on his calf.
Lifting the leg fiercely, he also brought Li Xinrong up, and immediately kicked Li Xinrong. Zhang Zhe endured the pain and cursed angrily: "Xiaosan, what are you doing?"
That leg was stuck in the air, and Li Xinrong's whole body was also stuck in the air. The whole scene seemed surprisingly peaceful, and the red color of Ling Batian's eyes gradually faded, revealing their original black color.
Zhang Zhe smiled at Li Xinrong with satisfaction, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you..."
In fact, Zhang Zhe's heart was even more uneasy. He had no idea that the mistress had such awesome skills. If he had known, he would have asked him to teach him. This is the number one tool for picking up girls!
If he was bullied, God would probably kick him to the Himalayas if he thought so.
Li Xinrong was silent for a while, and then asked Ling Batian like crazy: "Why can't you recover even if I hug you so hard? But Zhang Zhe can make you recover with just one word?"
The jealousy is self-evident, even if Ling Batian doesn't know it, Zhang Zhe knows it, and so does the uncle.
