The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 2236 How can I leave you alone?
Chapter 47 How can I leave you alone?
In the east wing, Bao'er insisted on treating Mu Fan's wound, but Mu Fan sat obediently on the chair.

Bao'er took out the scissors from the medicine box, and skillfully cut off the clothes on Mu Fan's shoulders.

Seeing such a long wound, she also felt pain in her heart.

"This Murong Xue'er is too much!" Bao'er smacked her lips and said in a low voice.

How did you forgive her just now?If you don't whip her back, you will really feel sorry for her brother Mu Fan.

Mu Fan's complexion is good, since Bao'er scolded Murong Xue'er, it has been good, knowing that this girl will also care about him, this is enough.

Putting down the rags and scissors in his hand, Bao'er picked up a cotton ball and stuck some disinfectant on it.

"Brother Mu Fan, bear with it, it will hurt a little!"

Feeling that the little girl was flustered, Mu Fan turned to look at her.

"Let me do it myself." He was not afraid of pain, but worried about scaring her.

"It's okay." Bao'er shook her head, stretched out her other hand, and pulled Mu Fan's head back, "I can do it, just to worry about your pain."

"The wound is so deep, disinfection must be very painful, not to mention you can heal yourself, how can I leave you alone at this time?"

Even though he said that, Bao'er was still slightly taken aback when he saw the blood-stained wound.

"Smelly Murong Xue'er! If I have the opportunity to practice martial arts, I will definitely challenge her to one-on-one in the future to avenge your revenge!"

"Brother Mu Fan, I can't help it, I'm here."

As soon as the words were finished, Bao'er touched the cotton ball soaked in disinfectant to Mu Fan's wound, but seeing no reaction from him, she gently began to wipe it for him.

"Bao'er, don't practice martial arts secretly, do you understand?" Mu Fan didn't even move his brows when the disinfectant touched the wound.

"Understood." Bao'er nodded, speeding up the movements in her hands.

"Brother Mu Fan, don't be so sad every time you talk about my illness, okay? I have calculated that I will live to be 90 years old in this life, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Putting down the blood-stained cotton ball, Bao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Mu Fan is not afraid of pain, but it is impossible not to hurt, she is very clear.

She has also experienced the power of disinfectant, and even a small injury made her cry. It is conceivable that brother Mu Fan's wound is so big.

The thing in his hand was replaced with an ointment that can speed up the healing of the wound, and can also stop bleeding and relieve pain, and Bao'er felt more comfortable.

"Have you calculated it yourself?" Mu Fan curled his lips slightly, and looked back at Bao'er.

"Yeah." Bao'er nodded, opened the lid of the ointment, "How about doing the math for you?"

"Okay." Mu Fan turned around, not wanting to disturb her work.

"You'll be fine soon." Bao'er responded.

I don't know if she spoke quickly, referring to Mu Fan's injury, or if she agreed to Mu Fan's divination for him.

After a while, Bao'er took out a bandage from the medicine box and came to Mu Fan.

"Stand up." She waved the bandage in her hand and said in a commanding tone.

Mu Fan frowned slightly, and obediently stood up.

Bao'er climbed directly on the chair he was sitting on just now, and began to help him undress.

"I'll do it myself." Mu Fan smiled and grabbed her little hand.

As for the defense between men and women, this girl has always been like this.

Bao'er pursed her lips and looked at him: "Why are you ashamed? It's not like I haven't seen it before, and besides, you men are nothing to look at, so what's so great about taking off your clothes?"

(End of this chapter)