The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 550 It's Even Less Painful For My Brother

The beggar's breathing gradually became short of breath. He tightly grasped the position of his heart with his hands, and the veins on his back seemed to be so hard that he wanted to dig out his heart alive!
Seeing that something was wrong, Chacha went up to support him, and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

The beggar was speechless, his lips turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body was cold...

"Look at his symptoms, he should be ill."

People who know beggars said.

As soon as the words fell, the beggar fell to the ground unconscious, and even Chacha was thrown to the ground by him.

"Chacha!"

A group of people rushed over.

Chacha got up from the ground, and helped the beggar up from the ground with her thin body: "Quick! Take him to the doctor!"

The beggar was sent to the medical clinic by Xiao San's people, and the old doctor inside gave a prescription after some diagnosis.

According to the doctor, the beggar's illness is intermittent, and it is difficult to cure the root cause. He can only rely on medicine to suspend it. He wrote a prescription and asked the medical staff to go down to decoct the medicine.

"Princess Chacha, you don't have to worry too much. Although this disease cannot be cured, as long as it is controlled in time, there will be no danger of life. After taking the medicine later, let him sleep well and he will recover. gone."

Chacha stood up from the bed, nodded and said, "Okay."

When she was about to move, her brows furrowed deeply, and Murong Ying supported her distressedly, "Did I fall just now? Where does it hurt?"

Chacha doesn't want to pretend to be strong in front of Murong Ying, she is like a drifting boat that has found her own harbor, where she can rely on her and make her feel at ease: "The knee hurts so much."

Murong Ying hugged Chacha, put him on the empty bed beside him, gently lifted Chacha's skirt, and the shocking bloodstains broke into Murong Ying's sight, his hands trembling, he tried his best not to hurt Chacha With great strength, he carefully opened the adhesion between the wound and the skirt...

After Xiao San and Zhongyan came back from the government, they saw Murong Ying squatting on the ground, cleaning Chacha's wound with medicine.

Chacha is hurt! ?

Xiao San and Chong Yan rushed over without stopping, "Chacha!"

Chacha has thin skin and tender flesh, and the wounds will turn red when bumped or touched, not to mention that when the beggar fell down just now, he was crushed by his whole body, and his knees grazed the ground fiercely. After such a long time, the bleeding still hasn't stopped.

While applying the medicine, Murong Ying blew gently, without touching the gauze, he would immediately ask, "Does this hurt?"

Chacha smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt, brother Chuichui will hurt even less."

Murong Ying just kept blowing, blowing seriously, every time Chacha frowned, he was at a loss, wishing to transfer all of Chacha's physical pain to him!
"Uncle Sanhuang, brother, you don't have to worry, it's just a little skin trauma, and it will be healed soon with some medicine."

Xiao San looked solemnly at the wound on Chacha's leg, went over to touch Chacha's smooth face, and let Chacha lean on him: "Uncle Sanhuang will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and return Chacha's innocence."

Chacha's face leaned against Xiao San's abdomen, and she shook her head up and down: "Well, I believe Uncle Sanhuang, I will also participate in this matter, I don't want the common people to think that the little princess of the Yanchi Dynasty is a useless person, I will definitely make more and more people recognize me through my efforts, and let more and more people have confidence in me!"

(End of this chapter)