She has a slender waist and delicate bones, and is able to seduce the ascetic horse.

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"I will do it myself……"

Before Shen Jiaojiao finished speaking, she saw Meng Hui pulling the entire pot of ointment over.

"Let me help you." After saying that, he looked down and found that he didn't even have a handy tool, so he couldn't apply the medicine even if he wanted to.

Both of them were at a loss what to do with the plate of ointment.

Just when Meng Hui stood up and was about to go to the backyard to find Qian Lao, a boy dressed as a medicine boy came out.

"My name is Qian Duoduo, and the master asked me to help you."

The boy looked to be only seven or eight years old. He had a round face but a very cold expression. He was holding a medicine jar in his hand.

"How much money?" Shen Jiaojiao read it again, and her thoughts were indeed like Old Man Qian's style.

Even the name is so unique.

"Yes, I'll pack the ointment first." Qian Duoduo nodded coldly.

After opening the lid of the medicine jar, there was a slightly flat wooden spoon inside.

Without waiting for Shen Jiaojiao and Shen Jiaojiao to speak, he quickly scooped all the ointment into the jar in a few seconds.

Then, he handed the wooden spoon to Meng Hui.

"Just use this to give her medicine."

Meng Hui took the wooden spoon and said, "How to apply it? Apply it directly to the burned area?"

"Apply it before going to bed and wash it off when you wake up the next day. It will be fine in about five or six days."

Qian Duoduo didn't seem to want to deal with outsiders. After saying this, he raised his feet and walked inside.

Halfway through, he stopped and turned around to look at the two of them, "By the way, the master told you to leave as soon as you have nothing to do."

Shen Jiaojiao was stunned and subconsciously turned to look at Meng Hui.

Meng Hui adapted well and was stirring the ointment in the jar with a wooden spoon.

Seeing her looking over, Meng Hui stretched out his hand towards her, "Let's apply the medicine first."

His eyes fell on the man's well-jointed fingers.

By some strange coincidence, she put her hand up.

Meng Hui lowered his eyes and looked at her hand carefully.

The blisters on the index finger and middle finger have subsided, and half of the back of the hand and fingers are red. The situation is much better than before.

The man didn't say anything. The wooden spoon was dipped in ointment and he lightly touched her hand.

Shen Jiaojiao closed her eyes instinctively, but the sting she imagined did not come.

There was a hint of coldness at the fingertips.

She opened her eyes in surprise, "It doesn't hurt!"

Meng Hui felt relieved and sped up the medicine.

After a while, the reddened areas were covered by the ointment. The skin felt cool and there was no discomfort after application.

"Okay." Meng Hui put back the wooden spoon and carefully tightened the lid of the medicine jar.

Seeing this, she immediately took her hand back.

"Sorry for bothering you, sworn brother."

Meng Hui waved his hand, "Let's go, Mr. Qian is very angry and won't come out for a while."

She responded and walked out.

As she walked, Shen Jiaojiao's vision went dark and she ran into a solid wall of flesh.

She said 'ouch' and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her nose. The next moment she realized that she was using her right hand to rub the ointment on her face.

Meng Hui turned around and looked down at her, "How old are you? You don't know where to look when you're walking?"

The man was scolding, but his big hands held her wrist and gently pulled it away.

"Let me see if there are any injuries?"

The obscured face is revealed.

There were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, his nose was red and swollen, and there was some brown ointment on his cheeks. He looked pitiful and funny at the same time.

"I told you not to look at the road! That's right!" Meng Hui frowned, with worry and softness in his eyes, "Does it hurt? Go back and see Mr. Qian."

As he spoke, he took out his snow-white handkerchief and carefully wiped the tears and ointment from his fair and tender face.

Shen Jiaojiao blinked and looked at the undisguised worry on her sworn brother's face, feeling a hint of sweetness in her heart.

Meng Hui raised his hand and pinched her nose gently. "What are you looking at me for? Does it still hurt?"

She came to her senses and took a step back, avoiding the man's hand.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

As he spoke, a blush crept onto his cheeks.

She lowered her head and quietly touched her cheek with the back of her hand. The temperature was surprisingly hot.

Meng Hui chuckled, knowing that she was not hurt by the collision, so he continued to walk forward and took the lead in getting on the carriage.

Shen Jiaojiao quickly followed behind.

Meng Hui stood on the carriage, looking down at her, "I still have things to do, so you should go back home first."

"Is something wrong?"

She was stunned for a moment, and somehow, Jiang Yi's figure suddenly popped into her mind.

"What's the matter?" She clenched her fists and waited silently for the man's answer.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but Meng Hui looked away first, with a look of uneasiness on his face.

Shen Jiaojiao's heart sank.

Could it be that she guessed it?
The sworn brother is going back to find Jiang Yi?

Soon, she realized what qualifications she had to stop her sworn brother from looking for Jiang Yi?
Isn't it a happy thing that the sworn brother is willing to take the initiative to make peace with Jiang Yi?

Not to mention that Jiang Yi also likes his adopted brother.

Maybe the two hit it off right away and the marriage between the Meng and Jiang families can be finalized today.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her eyes fell on the man's dark red clothes, and she felt even more irritated. She immediately turned around and walked towards the carriage behind.

Let him find Jiang Yi!

Isn't it just to see Jiang Yi that you wear this sexy clothes?

It took her twice as much effort as usual to reach the short distance of a dozen steps.

When she got on the carriage, Shen Jiao turned back and glared at the luxurious carriage in front of her.

The adopted brother didn't stop her!
Not even half an explanation was given!

"Miss, it's cold outside, come in quickly." Ke Ying heard footsteps coming from outside, opened the curtain and saw her own lady, and quickly pulled her in.

The carriage was extremely warm and smelled of the faint fragrance of lotus leaves. Kexin was waiting for her with a hand stove in her arms. When she came in, she put the hand stove into her arms.

She sat down and leaned on Kexin's shoulder.

The layout of the carriage was designed by her herself, and the things she prepared inside were also her favorites.

Keying squatted down and looked at her right hand carefully.

The fingers and the back of the hand were covered with a layer of brown ointment, and it was impossible to tell how serious the injury was.

"Does it hurt? I just found out that the young lady burned her hand. Let's go back quickly and let Aoxue take a look." Keying said.

Shen Jiaojiao shook her head, "No need, this doctor has superb medical skills, just use the medicine he prepares."

Keying responded and asked, "Where's the medicine?"

"...It's at the sworn brother's place." She sighed, "Remember to go to Qinghui Courtyard to get it later."

"My slave knows." As she said that, Keying began to tinker with the tea sets on the table.

There is hot water on the table, which is very convenient for making tea.

Shen Jiaojiao lowered her eyes and stared blankly at Ke Ying's smooth tea-making skills.

But seeing that her mood seemed a little low, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Miss? She doesn't seem very happy."

"It's nothing." She denied.

"Is it because the eldest young master met with Miss Jiang today?"

"No, don't think too much."

"But the lady is obviously very sad."

Shen Jiaojiao's expression paused, and she turned away unnaturally, pretending to open the curtains and look at the street scene outside.

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Ke Xin sighed, "If you don't want the eldest young master to marry Miss Jiang, why don't you just make it clear?"

(End of this chapter)