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302 Depends, there is a thousand city sisters

When Gu Qiancheng helped the old man in, he saw Gu Chenghuan lying unconscious on the bed, still wearing bloody clothes, looking extremely embarrassed.

The maid was waiting aside, but she didn't dare to come forward and touch him.

Gu Qiancheng choked up and almost cried. Gu Erye's eyes were also red, and his eyes never left Gu Chenghuan on the bed.

"Qiancheng, Cheng Huan's injury is on his leg. I don't know how serious it is. The doctor hasn't come, so I asked my servants not to touch him." The old man had served in the military, so he still had some common sense.

Gu Qiancheng nodded lightly, let go of the old man, stepped forward, half-knelt beside the bed, and held Gu Chenghuan's hand, "Chenghuan, sister is here."

Gu Chenghuan's brows were furrowed and he seemed to be very uncomfortable. His lips were so dry that they were peeling. He was mumbling to himself but couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

"Quick, bring me a glass of water." Gu Qiancheng smoothed the strands of hair off Cheng's face, revealing his tanned face.

"Miss, here comes the water." The maid handed the water to Gu Qiancheng's hand. Gu Qiancheng held Cheng Huan's chin with his hand and dipped his lips with the water.

Gu Chenghuan seemed to be extremely thirsty. He opened his mouth and drank less than half a glass of water. After that, he could no longer feed him.

Gu Qiancheng handed the cup to the maid and took Gu Chenghuan's pulse.

My pulse is weak, but my life is not in danger. This is a blessing among misfortunes.

"Go and get the box I put on the bedside." That's the medicine that Gu Qiancheng saved some time ago.

The maid glanced at the old man and ran out with his permission.

Gu Qiancheng continued to examine Gu Chenghuan.

There was no injury on Chenghuan's head, but there was a bruise on his chest. He should have been kicked. The force of the attack was extremely hard, and his internal organs were damaged. There was a broken rib on his chest, his arm was bruised, but there was no fracture, and there was no fracture on his back.

The most serious injuries were to my legs.

Cheng Huan's calf bone was directly broken.

Gu Qiancheng may not be good at setting bones, but he is excellent at looking at the wounds. Gu Qiancheng was sure at a glance that Cheng Huan had his legs broken by someone else.

Gu Qiancheng stared at Cheng Huan's injured leg with a fierce murderous intent in his eyes.

"Bring a pair of scissors." Gu Qiancheng wiped away his tears and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Qiancheng, how is Cheng Huan?" the old man said tremblingly, while blocking Mr. Gu who was about to step forward.

"Grandpa," Gu Qiancheng sniffed, "Chenghuan was seriously injured, but his life is not in danger."

"His leg? Can Cheng Huan's leg be saved?" Mr. Gu asked eagerly.

"I'm not sure now." Gu Qiancheng took the scissors handed over by the maid, "Grandpa, I want to cut Cheng Huan's pants and check his wounds."

Before the old man opened his mouth, the second master hurriedly said: "Qiancheng, please don't act recklessly. You have already harmed Chenghuan once, but you can't do it to Chenghuan himself a second time."

"Shut up." The old man turned his head and glared at Mr. Gu fiercely, "It's useless, whatever your wife says, don't you think about things with your own brain? What do you mean Qiancheng hurt Chenghuan once? Qiancheng hurt Chenghuan once?

Why did Cheng Huan harm Cheng Huan? Didn’t you, the father, agree to Cheng Huan joining the army? "

"Isn't that what Qian Cheng suggested?" Under the second lady's brainwashing talk, Mr. Gu put the fault on Gu Qian Cheng in his mind.

"Qian Cheng is just a suggestion. The final decision is made by you and I. So, do you and your wife think that I have harmed Cheng Huan?" The old man was so angry that his eyes almost bulged out.

The second master shrank in fear, "Father, my son doesn't mean this."

"You'd better not. Second brother, I'm going to leave my words here today. Listen to me, Cheng Huan's matter has nothing to do with Qian Cheng. If you want to blame, blame me as a grandfather. I was the one who harmed Cheng Huan." The old man

He shouldered all the consequences and pulled Gu Qiancheng out of the whirlpool.

"Grandpa, stop talking." Gu Qiancheng said dullly, "What matters now is Cheng Huan's injury."

The old man's defense made Gu Qiancheng feel very uncomfortable. She had given up hope in the old man.

"Qian Cheng is right, look at Cheng Huan's injuries quickly." The old man turned around and ignored Mr. Gu.

Second Master Gu had a stern look on his face. He stood behind the old man and craned his neck to look forward. He was Cheng Huan's father. How could he not care about his son.

Gu Qiancheng carefully cut Cheng Huan's trousers open, exposing his bloody legs. At this time, the maid who went to get the medicine box also came in.

"Miss, your medicine box."

"Put it on the table." Gu Qiancheng threw the dirty cloth beside the bed and took off the military boots from Cheng Huan's feet.

"It hurts, sister Qiancheng, I hurt." Gu Chenghuan suddenly cried out in pain. Gu Qiancheng quickly dropped his boots and stepped forward to hold Gu Chenghuan's hand, "Chenghuan, where do you hurt?"

The old man and Mr. Gu also hurriedly stepped forward and said nervously: "Chenghuan, how are you? Where does it hurt? Quickly, tell grandpa (dad)."

Gu Chenghuan's eyes moved slightly, he slowly opened them, blinked twice more, and looked around blankly, as if he didn't know where he was.

"Cheng Huan?" Gu Qiancheng held Cheng Huan's hand tightly and whispered.

Gu Chenghuan's eyes moved and finally settled on Gu Qiancheng. As soon as he blinked, tears fell out, "Sister Qiancheng, my legs... hurt so much. I'm so scared. I'm so scared." Okay.

I was afraid that my legs would be broken and I would never be able to stand up again.

"Chenghuan, sister is here, don't be afraid." Gu Qiancheng knew what Chenghuan was afraid of. Before he could ask, he said firmly: "Chenghuan, believe me, sister. Your legs will be fine. I promise."

"Are you really okay?" Gu Chenghuan paused, looking down but unable to see his legs.

Gu Qiancheng nodded desperately, "I believe sister, it will be fine. Once the injury is healed, we Chenghuan can also ride horses and shoot arrows, and there will be no impact at all."

Gu Qiancheng spoke very firmly, and every word was unquestionable. Gu Chenghuan nodded and showed a weak smile. "Then I'm not afraid anymore."

Turning his head to look at the old man and Mr. Gu, Gu Chenghuan comforted them: "Grandpa, father, don't worry, I just have a little pain, my leg is fine."

"Chenghuan, good boy, grandpa is proud of you." Seeing Chenghuan rely more on Gu Qiancheng, the old man was only happy and not jealous. But the second master Gu was different. Seeing Chenghuan and Gu Qiancheng getting closer, the second master Gu was jealous and sad.

, but at this time he couldn't say anything to blame, so he could only nod with choked eyes.

Fortunately, the doctor came at this time.

"Doctor, the doctor is here, old master, Doctor Hua is here." The butler hurried in with the doctor. He saw that the doctor was sweating, which showed how hurried he was on the way.

"Doctor Hua, come on, look at this kid's legs." The old man quickly pulled away from Mr. Gu and gave up his position to Dr. Hua.

Dr. Hua is a well-known bone-setting and bone-setting doctor in Beijing. The old lady specially asked his servants to invite him.

Gu Qiancheng stood up quickly and gave up his seat to Doctor Hua. "Chenghuan, don't be afraid, sister is here." Gu Qiancheng kept holding Chenghuan's hand without letting go.

"I'm not afraid." Gu Chenghuan was exhausted and closed his eyes weakly.

When he got home and saw Sister Qiancheng, he was no longer afraid.

This is not a military camp, and with Sister Qiancheng here, no one can hurt him.

A message to readers: When I wrote this chapter, I burst into tears. When my husband came in, he saw me crying and was scared to death. Then he said: Is this the Seven Injury Fist? You should torture yourself first before you torture others.


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