"Go away!" Song Yanri was in a irritated mood and threw away the person next to him.
The unsuspecting Chu Xiaozhe was pushed ten feet away and hit a chair.
"Ah..." She sat down and covered her head.
"Xiao Zhe, you're bleeding." Yue'er went over to help her.
Song Yanri reacted and turned to look at the person he pushed away.
"Brother Yan, I'm fine!" Chu Xiaozhe comforted him as soon as he stood up.
Long Qian took the opportunity to place silver needles on both sides of Song Yanri's knees, picked up the ointment, and gently applied it on the protruding bones.
"Why would you hurt someone who really cares about you?"
After applying the ointment, Long Qian took out the silver needle and pricked it on another acupoint.
After finishing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Song, can you feel the pain in your left leg?"
Song Yanri looked at the blood dripping from Chu Xiaozhe's forehead, and his anger gradually dissipated.
"I don't mind you treating her wounds first."
"Brother Yan, I'm fine! Qianqian, let Brother Yan check the situation first." Chu Xiaozhe's eyes were red with pain, but he was still shaking his head.
"I didn't mean to offend just now, I just hope you..."
"Treat the wound first!" Song Yanri's voice was a little deeper.
Chu Xiaozhe looked at him, his nose suddenly sore, and tears flowed down.
"Does it hurt? Come here and let me take care of it for you."
Yue'er pulled her and asked her to sit on a chair nearby.
She ran out to get the medicine box and quickly ran back.
Yue'er treated Chu Xiaozhe's wounds, but Chu Xiaozhe kept his head lowered and no one dared to look.
"Master Song, you haven't replied to my message yet?" Long Qian stood beside Song Yanri and did not leave.
When Chu Xiaozhe heard her voice, he immediately raised his head and looked at Song Yanri.
Song Yanri finally retracted his gaze from her and lowered his eyes to his knees.
"The pain has eased a lot, thank you!"
Seeing Song Yanri's palm fall on the handle again, Chu Xiaozhe immediately stood up.
"Don't move! Your wound is still bleeding." Yue'er pressed her shoulder.
Song Yanri finally let go and whispered: "I'll leave after you take care of it."
"Then I won't handle it anymore." Chu Xiaozhe broke away from Yue'er and returned to him.
Song Yanri's eyes darkened and he turned around.
But when he saw a lot of blood stains on her fair little face, the coldness on his body dissipated a bit.
"You want to threaten me?"
Chu Xiaozhe blinked his eyebrows, pursed his lips and said, "Is it okay?"
The queen, Long Qian and Yue'er all wanted to laugh, it turned out that Xiaozhe in love was so cute. www.
"Yan'er, let's take a look at Qianqian. Your mother's spirit in heaven doesn't want to see you so depressed." The queen stood up and walked over.
Song Yanri rubbed his fingertips and looked away.
"In the past two years, my father has searched for doctors all over the world, but no one can help me stand up. Does the Queen think there is hope for me?"
"There will be." Chu Xiaozhe squatted down and hugged Song Yanri's hand, "As long as you don't give up! There will be hope."
Song Yanri looked at her watery eyes and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on her face.
"stand up."
"Yes." Chu Xiaozhe nodded and stood up, "Qianqian, show it to Brother Yan quickly. He agreed."
Did he agree? Long Qian wanted to ask. If he was unwilling to cooperate, the operation would not be carried out at all.
You can't knock him out and carry him to the operating table. Two years have passed. How can it be so easy?
"Treat the wound first." Song Yanri withdrew his big palm from Chu Xiaozhe's hand and raised his head.
