shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 273 If I'm Scared, I'll Hold You

Feng Fuce suddenly grabbed her little hand.

His voice was cold and his eyes were dark: "His injury is serious, you should be careful and be afraid."

Bai Zhi'er thought about it, and felt that what he said made sense.

So, he said in a soft voice: "Brother Fuce holds the child well, if Wo gets scared, I will hold you tightly!"

Feng Fuce didn't want her to face these things directly, but he didn't expect her to answer like this.

He was startled, but Bai Zhi'er had already pulled him forward.

The little boy exhausted all his strength to crawl here from the back room while Chu Ping was not there.

Right now, he couldn't walk anymore, his feet were tied, and he couldn't stand up and run away.

Chu Ping came over, turned him over, and lay him straight on the ground, allowing Bai Zhi'er to observe.

The little guy's dark eyes looked at his left foot.

The tendons are damaged, but the bones are good.

There is a chance of cure, but it is very likely to be a cripple.

Bai Zhi'er's soft voice was a little surprised.

"The injury is so serious, it must be very painful."

The little boy glanced at Feng Fuce with hatred in his eyes, panted heavily with some humiliation, and stared at Bai Zhi'er.

That means, it seems that she doesn't need her pity.

Just at this time, the Shura envoy invited a medicine boy from the Imperial Hospital.

Chu Ping hurriedly said: "The wounded is here, give him medicine first!"

The medicine boy checked the injury on the boy's left foot, then put the medicine box on the ground, and said, "You have to press his limbs, otherwise he will tremble badly when he hurts, I'm afraid it won't be easy to bandage."

Feng Fuce nodded lightly, and Chu Ping and the other three Shura envoys stepped forward and held the boy down.

When the powder was just sprinkled on, the boy kept screaming in pain even though his mouth was stuffed with a rag!
Bai Zhi'er heard his cry miserably, and quickly grabbed Feng Fuce's hand.

Feng Fuce looked down at the little guy who was leaning tightly beside him.

Does she trust him so much?
Feng Fuce quietly covered Bai Zhi'er's eyes with his hands.

"Don't look at it if you're afraid."

However, the little one is still more curious.

She took his palm with a small hand, moved it slightly down, and peeked with her big eyes blinking.

Qingmei had already closed her eyes tightly, listening to the wailing, her body trembled slightly.

After applying the medicine for the first time, the medicine boy rinsed it with clean water for a while to remove the blood stains and medicine powder.

Immediately afterwards, another porcelain vase was taken out.

"This is the most painful, and it also has the effect of hemostasis and healing, adults, press it tight."

Sure enough, as the drug boy expected, he just sprinkled a little powder to let the boy get used to it.

However, with just a little powder, the boy struggled violently in pain.

Even though his hands and feet were bound, his body was swinging back and forth, shaking violently!

The four Asura envoys firmly held him down!

While struggling, the rag fell from the little boy's mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot, his neck was thick red, and his veins were exposed.

Bai Zhi'er saw the little boy staring at Feng Fuce firmly.

"Wicked man! You wicked man! Marquis Wan Zong, you actually tortured me like this. If you have the ability, kill me! Kill me!"

Chu Ping made a move, and immediately stuffed the rag back into the boy's mouth.

Being scolded by him, Feng Fuce frowned, subconsciously glanced at Bai Zhi'er beside him.

The little guy pursed his pink lips, his face was pouted, his expression was serious, he didn't know what he was thinking.

For some reason, Feng Fuce lost his mind for a moment.

Would she also listen to what the boy said and be afraid of him?

Suddenly, Bai Zhi'er let go of Feng Fuce's hand.

The little guy walked directly towards the little boy with his little feet stepping.

(End of this chapter)