Yu Buhuan followed Dumpling to the door of the bedroom. Chu Yunhao originally wanted to come over and have a look. After all, he was the one who injured the person, so he had to express his gratitude, but on the way, he actually spotted a corpse and felt that it was very interesting.
The potential of flower fertilizer, so I told Yu Buhuan very unkindly that I would go to express my condolences next time. Make flower fertilizer first and then talk about it.
"My father is too seriously injured..." Dumpling opened the door, his voice trembling.
Yu Buhuan also didn't expect that Chu Yunhao would be so harsh. At this time, she didn't care about the difference between men and women. She tore open the other person's collar with force. The bronze skin came into view, and Yu Buhuan's cheeks turned slightly red.
Dumpling also helped to check.
Jiao Li was half lying on the bed, looking at the mother and son with keen interest.
Under the weak candlelight, two pairs of eyes carved out of the same mold were lowered at the same time. When the wound was exposed, Yu Buhuan was stunned.
Excluding the wounds she had received before, her waist, abdomen, shoulders, and sides of her chest were all scratched by the sword energy, some were deep and some were shallow, and they were scattered in various places.
How could he be so seriously injured? Jiaozi cried when he saw it.
Jiao Li shouted coldly: "Don't cry."
"Father, do you feel pain?"
"What do you think?"
"Wuwuwu, it hurts even when I look at it..."
Jiao Li was amused by his son. He stretched out his hand and stroked his head: "If you don't cry, I'm upset. Let's go out first."
"Mom doesn't know how to treat you." Dumpling wiped his nose and choked.
Jiao Li said: "I will teach her."
Dumpling looked straight at Yu Buhuan. After a long while, he sobbed and said: "Mother, I will hand over my father to you. But don't..." He did not say the following words. How could his father have such auspicious signs?
It's dangerous, he is really a crow's mouth, I can't even think about this issue in the future.
Dumpling left quickly, and when he was done, he even closed the door for them.
There was silence in the room, and time seemed to have frozen for a moment.
Looking at the wounds all over his body, Yu Buhuan didn't know where to start.
"Tell me something, what should I do?" she asked carefully.
At this time, she found that Jiao Li's eyes were a little distracted. After being called out by her, he regained some energy. He stared at her for a long time as if he had woken up from a dream, and said slowly: "I'm a little bit seriously injured."
Is there any need to say it? She is not blind.
"What should we do?" Yu Buhuan was very nervous. The master taught her everything, but he did not teach her medical skills. He said that if someone died of medical treatment, it would ruin the reputation of Xiaoyao Island.
"Stop the bleeding first."
Stop the bleeding? Only then did Yu Buhuan see a pool of red liquid seeping out of his clothes. Because the clothes were red, you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.
Chu Yunhao's sword technique is extremely vicious. Although the wounds are small, every one of them cuts into the meridians. If it is not stopped in time, someone may really die.
But there is nothing here, just a bunch of useless flowers and trees. How to stop the bleeding?
In fact, Jiao Li had already thought of it for her. With a move of his wrist, Feiyue spread out and rotated back and forth in the room.
The originally cold room immediately began to heat up.
"Generally, a soldering iron is used to stop bleeding. We don't have one here. Just use Feiyue." Jiao Li said expressionlessly.
Is this okay?
Yu Buhuan was extremely frightened.
"But your Feiyue is so hot, I can't hold it." Feiyue hurt her palm last time, and I still remember the pain.
"Don't you know how to hold it with pliers?" Jiao Li said weakly.
