Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 24
"what are you doing?"

Fat Miao'er was startled, and subconsciously avoided the big gift from the compass.

"Fat Miao'er..." Liu Ye'er called softly, her eyes showed shame, she didn't know how to speak.

Compass, on the other hand, couldn't take that much into account, after all, Li Xiaodao was injured because of him.

"Fat Miao'er, can you lend me the money and let me get the medicine. I will definitely pay you back when I make money in the future."

"Will!"

Luo Pan's words are sincere, his expression is sincere, and he tries his best to express himself and make Fat Miao'er believe him.

Just when Fat Miaoer sent Li Langzhong away, the four of them pooled their money together.

Li Xiaodao has fifteen essays, Compass twelve essays, Wei Shu twelve essays, Liu Yeer eight essays, a total of 47 essays.

Compass knew that these were definitely not enough, so he could only focus on Fat Miao'er.

"Get up first." Fat Miao'er frowned, she didn't like this

Compass was indifferent.

Wei Shu saw that Fat Miao'er's face was not right, and stretched out his hand to pull up the compass.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Wei Shu winked at Compass.

Compass is also a human being, and when he saw something was wrong, he immediately stood up and called eagerly: "Fat Meow..."

Fat Miao'er didn't speak. He lowered his head and touched his cuff, took out a purse, threw it to the compass without even looking at it.

Compass was shocked by Fat Miao'er's actions, and stood there at a loss.

"Stop dawdling, go grab the medicine, it's important to cure the disease." Fat Miao'er urged.

You can earn money if you lose money, and if you lose people, you are really gone.

"Hey! Thank you, Fat Meow! Thank you, Fat Meow!"

Compass came back to his senses, thankful again and again, hurriedly put away his purse, and ran out of the ruined temple with Wei Shu.

After they left, Fat Miao'er walked up to Li Xiaodao with short legs and squatted down, stretched out her fingers and gently rubbed his flushed face.

The big black eyes are as clear as water, carrying the innocence and curiosity of a child.

Like researching something.

"It's really red!" Fat Miao'er muttered, raised her fleshy little hand, stroked Li Xiaodao's uninjured forehead, touched her own, and came to a conclusion after comparison.

It was really hot!

"How much is this?" Fat Miao'er stretched out a finger.

Li Xiaodao still knew him, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "One!"

"What about this one?" Fat Miao'er raised a second finger.

"two!"

"this?"

"three!"

"..."

"Four!"

After a few times, Fat Miao'er nodded, and said to himself: "Not bad, I'm not burnt stupid yet."

"Well, let's do physical cooling first." Fat Miao'er stood up.

"Physical cooling?" Li Xiaodao raised his eyelids, but didn't understand.

Fat Miao'er glanced at it, as if to say: You don't even know this, how stupid!

"..."

Li Xiaodao understood again, and his cute expression made him dumbfounded.

"Cough, cough!" I couldn't help coughing lightly when I got excited.

Fat Miao'er glanced at it, ignored it, and turned to tell Liu Ye'er to boil the water.

After the water boils.

Fat Miao'er mixed some cold water, stretched out his fingers and put it into the basin to try it out, the temperature was just right, with a hint of warmth.

She put the rag into the basin to soak it up, took it out and wrung it dry, spread it on her hand, and said to Li Xiaodao: "Put out your hand."

Li Xiaodao obeyed obediently.

Fat Miao'er lowered her head to help him wipe the palms of his hands, rubbing them repeatedly, and then fingers, one by one.

Obviously clumsy, with jerky movements, but Fat Miao'er did it extremely seriously, as if treating some kind of treasure, with a pious and serious face.

The firewood was burning, and the small flame reflected on Fat Miao'er's round face, outlining her immature, innocent and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Li Xiaodao stared blankly, as if feeling the warmth of home.

It was such a scene that made his suspended heart suddenly drop, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Getting sick doesn't seem so scary anymore...

"Stretch out your arms." The soft voice carried an order.

Li Xiaodao obeyed, and rolled up his sleeves obediently.

Fat Miao'er put the cold rag into the water, dabbed it again, and started a new round of wiping.

After a dozen breaths, after wiping his arms, Fat Miao'er's eyes fell on Li Xiaodao's feet again.

He didn't take off his shoes, and he was still wearing the open straw sandals on his feet.

As soon as Fat Miao'er approached there, a sour and pungent smell rushed straight into her nostrils.

"It stinks!"

Fat Miaoer hurriedly dodged, covered her nose, and frowned in disgust.

"Uh..." Li Xiaodao's blushing face turned even redder, and he shrank his feet in embarrassment.

He hasn't washed his feet for two months. The last time he washed his feet, he simply rinsed them while he was fishing in the creek. Could it not be smelly?

"I won't wipe it for you, you can do it yourself."

Fat Miao'er handed the rag to Li Xiaodao, and went back to the floor to sit down.

Liu Ye'er glanced worriedly: "Can you do it yourself? How about me?"

"No, no!" Li Xiaodao shook his head quickly after hearing this, and shrank his feet inward again.

His feet are so smelly, why bother others.

"I can do it myself."

Li Xiaodao quickly took off his shoes, picked up the rag that Fat Miao'er threw to him, and wiped the soles of his feet indiscriminately.

Just about to put it down, Fat Miao'er's voice rang out again: "Wipe it a few more times."

This is good for heat dissipation.

"Okay, okay!" Li Xiaodao resigned himself to wiping it twice more.

When the rag cooled down again, Liu Ye'er reached out to take it, imitating what Fat Miao'er did just now, and kept wiping Li Xiaodao's palms and arms.

After doing this twice, Compass and Wei Shu who went out to grab medicine finally came back.

"The medicine is back! The medicine is back!"

Compass pushed open the door of the dilapidated temple with a "bang", rushed in quickly, and ignored the creaking of the wooden door that was about to fall apart.

He said out of breath, "Ye'er, hurry up and prepare the clay pot and water, let's start decocting the medicine."

"it is good!"

After a while.

When the medicine is fried, the compass moves the small stool and sits next to it, stirring the firewood from time to time, and adding branches to the top to make the fire burn more vigorously.

Taking advantage of this time, Liu Ye'er took out the externally applied medicine, carefully pasted it on Li Xiaodao's forehead, and wrapped it up again with a handkerchief.

"Don't touch the water." Liu Ye'er urged thousands of times.

She remembered what Li Langzhong said just now that Li Xiaodao's fever was due to the rain on the wound.

"Understood." Li Xiaodao's face was gloomy, and he was afraid for a while.

He didn't know that the wound would be so serious in the rain. If it weren't for Fat Miao'er and Li Langzhong, whether he could survive tonight would not be a question.

Speaking of Fat Miao'er, Li Xiaodao remembered something, raised his head and asked, "How much did it cost?"

Li Xiaodao's mouth was a little dry, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty. These are all debts he owed, and he must pay them back!

"One set of medicine for external application can be used for three days, and five sets of medicine for internal use are prescribed, and each set is boiled in three bowls, one in the morning, one in the middle of the night, and one in the evening. The total cost is 310 Liuwen."

While Wei Shu was speaking, he handed Fat Miao'er's purse back to her, and he didn't know how much was left in it.

"310 Liuwen!"

Li Xiaodao repeated it, and instantly felt a lot of pressure.

(End of this chapter)