"Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Jiang Mian apologized with a worried face. She knew that it was wrong to beat people because she was in a bad mood, but she couldn't help it just now when she saw the child's face.

"Hiss - sister, although you didn't mean it, I was really hurt by you."

Yinxiao stretched out her hand to cover the back of her head, touched the blood of one hand, looked at her in front of her eyes, and looked at Jiang Mian with her eyes. Her eyes were a wheel, and she had an idea in her heart.

"Well, if you clean up my wound, you'll make an apology. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have a bad life if you feel guilty all the time."

"You... No! I have to take care of my brother. How can I have time to take care of your little injury?"

Jiang Mian refused his proposal without thinking about it.

What is the position of this little child, who has made his own karma and suffered his own injuries, to complain in front of her?

She's not used to his stink.

"Your brother is still in the operating room. What are you taking care of?"

Yinxiao stared at her fearlessly, grabbed the disinfectant and medical cotton in the nurse's hand, and put it into Jiang Mian's hand.

"It's great that you know each other. Girl, I have many other patients to take care of. Please help me."

The nurse aunt breathed a sigh of relief and asked her old bone to deal with such a naughty young man. Wouldn't she suffer?

What's more, she also has eyes. It can be seen that the boy is probably interested in the girl. Otherwise, how could he pester her like this?

She might as well be a sensible and knowledgeable elder. Let them solve their own affairs by themselves.

Jiang Mian looked at the nurse aunt who had been granted amnesty and walked away quickly, and her heart was filled with grief.

She really couldn't escape the toss of the young man called Yinxiao today.

"Sister, if you don't have any questions, just ask him. I was too nervous at that time, so I didn't remember many details, and he was the first person to come into contact with the bomb."

Jiang Mian takes up the alcohol cotton pad and dips it in disinfectant. While painting Yinxiao's wound, she takes time to talk to the policewoman around her.

"Sister, what do you want to ask? I must know everything and say everything!"

While enjoying Jiang Mian's rare and gentle service, Yinxiao smiled and asked the policewoman.

"Were you the first to receive the bomb?"

The policewoman raised her eyes and asked him. The pen in her hand wrote it down quickly.

"It's me."

"Do you remember what that man looks like?"

"A man, almost as tall as me... A little shorter than me, wearing a cap, a white sweater and a mask."

Yinxiao said while recalling the scene at that time, with bursts of fear in her heart.

If he had known it was a bomb, he could not have received it from himself.

Thinking about it, he sighed with emotion that it's not easy to be a good man these days. If you do a good thing carelessly, you almost put your life in it.

"Mian Mian! How's brother Jiang?"

Ouyang Mi's hurried voice and footsteps came from far and near. At a glance, he saw the picture of Jiang Mian treating Yinxiao's wound.

"My brother is operating inside..."

When Jiang Mian saw her coming, his face relaxed slightly. Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by a sudden push at the door.

"Is Jiang Feng's family here? He has massive bleeding and urgently needs blood transfusion of the same blood group."

A nurse walked in front of several people and scanned their faces in turn.

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