Jiao Li's body was stabbed to the core by the half-moon wheel. He could not lie down, but could only lie on his side. Because the injury was serious, if he accidentally fell down, he would really turn into a candied haws.
"Hurry up and hold my father." Dumpling ordered with tears in his eyes.
Chu Yan took a step back without hesitation and subconsciously looked at Yu Buhuan.
He doesn't like holding a man in his arms.
"Hurry!" Dumpling repeated anxiously for the second time.
Yu Buhuan sat down on the bed obediently and lifted Jiao Li's upper body onto his lap.
Who told her to beat people like this?
Dumpling methodically tore off Jiao Li's clothes with his hands. When he saw the shocking wound, his tears fell on the silver moon. The silver moon was so cold that as soon as the tears dropped, they immediately condensed into a ball of ice.
Seeing the child so sad, Yu Buhuan was filled with guilt.
I had asked Dumpling earlier who his father was, and Dumpling immediately replied, "Who are you asking about?" At that time, she thought it was a joke that Dumpling told her, so she didn't take it seriously.
Now this man is the second father mentioned by Dumpling.
"It's impossible. I've never heard of twins in Xuanyuan Kingdom." Chu Yan held her chin in her hand and looked thoughtful.
"Is there any use in worrying about this now? Get rid of people quickly, otherwise we won't be able to eat and walk around in circles."
Chu Yan hummed, then asked in confusion: "What are we going to do?"
Yu Buhuan was also stunned. Yes, they don't know how to heal people, so why are they staying here?
"Dumpling, do you need us to do anything?" Yu Buhuan asked in a low voice.
Dumpling said: "Help me take this out of Father."
He pointed to the silver moon embedded in his heart.
This made Yu Buhuan feel even more guilty.
To be honest, Yin Yue has not hurt anyone so far. Even if he released it before a fight, it would just spin around the head or break other people's weapons. It has never hurt anyone like today.
It's heart-breakingly cool.
Yu Buhuan raised her hand, gathered strength in her palm, and covered the exposed half of the silver moon. With a little bit of luck, the silver-white crescent moon came away bit by bit, and with a buzzing sound, it was completely pulled out.
Blood flew out instantly, and Yu Buhuan sprayed it on his hand.
Jiao Li, who was in a coma, groaned, suddenly jumped up and stared at her. Yu Buhuan was startled, thinking that he was going to settle a score with her, but who knew that his sharp eyes quickly disappeared, and what fell on his lap was a body.
Soft body.
"Father, father..." Dumpling slapped his face anxiously, but the unconscious man did not move at all.
Yu Buhuan sighed deeply, not knowing how to describe his inner feelings.
This person is obviously so unfamiliar, but it feels like he has seen him before somewhere.
For the next time, everyone was silent. Dumpling was busy washing the wound, stopping the bleeding, and applying medicine.
The smooth craftsmanship made Yu Buhuan and Chu Yan feel ashamed at the same time.
"My father taught me medical skills because I was afraid that I would be injured and no one would help me heal." When it was confirmed that his father's life was not in danger, Dumpling said in a fragile tone that he had never shown before.
"You are a young prince, who dares to hurt you?" Chu Yan suddenly felt puzzled.
Dumpling shook his head and tied the bandage with dexterity with his little hands: "My father said that he has too many enemies. If the enemy hurts me somewhere, and my father is not around at this time, I will be in bad luck.
