"Xiaoxiao, if it's not convenient for you to say it now, then don't say it. But don't bother thinking about lies, you remember, no matter what you do, I will keep it a secret for you. ”

Jiang Xiao was stunned, and let go, "I can heal your leg injury as soon as possible!"

He's right, with his cleverness, anything she makes up will be debunked, so why bother making up reasons?

Meng was stunned for a moment.

He knew that Jiang Xiao must have some secrets, and besides, there should be some medicine that has a special effect on healing, otherwise what can he say about the strangeness of his injury?

But he didn't expect Jiang Xiao to be able to say with such certainty that he would be able to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

Jiang Xiao hung his head, his eyes fell on his calves, and continued: "It will definitely be fine within five days, and there will be no scars, and it will definitely not affect your practice after it is good." ”

It doesn't even leave a scar?

That's thirteen stitches, and the carrion has been removed, how can it not leave a scar?

He originally thought that it would be nice to have a smaller scar and a lighter scar.

"The wounds on your face can also be treated together, otherwise, you will be broken. Jiang Xiao looked up and pointed to the wound on his face.

She really didn't want to see Meng Xian's perfect face with a long scar.

Therefore, even if she didn't treat his leg, she had already planned to treat his face.

It took a long time for Meng to digest her words, and asked in a low voice, "You have already used those medicines for me before, haven't you?"

When he asked this sentence, he was actually sure, otherwise this leg injury would not be so easy to survive, and it would hurt every day. But he's hardly in pain now.

Jiang Xiao nodded: "It's just a diluted medicine, and it doesn't give you daily medicine, so it may only have some pain-relieving effect, and it can get a little bit better." ”

Really.

Meng used to sweat on his forehead.

This girl's secret is terrifying, he has to re-evaluate it.

Could it be the master who taught her painting, and a miraculous medical skill?

Or, is it a holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine hidden in the city, which can dispense the best wound medicine?

Even at this time, Meng's guess was nothing more than that.

In his opinion, Jiang Xiao didn't dare to expose this, but also because she was afraid of being said to be a genius who was almost a demon, after all, even if someone taught, her age was still too young, and it was exposed, and she was afraid that her family would have no peace.

It's also possible that the person who taught her wasn't willing to expose himself.

Therefore, after listening to Jiang Xiao's words, Meng Xinian pondered for a moment, and immediately said: "You treat me, after I am cured, I will continue to bandage and continue to use a wheelchair, and then I will pretend to be injured and go on stage." ”

Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this a fraud?"

"Is my injury fake?" Meng Xinian glanced at her.

"But when the time comes, isn't it unfair to your opponent to pretend to be injured on stage? Maybe they really think that you are still injured and have not done your best ......."

With a bang, Meng played her a brain.

"I'm not very old, and I'm quite pedantic. He scolded and said, "Under normal circumstances, my injuries are indeed not healed at that time, and I am lucky to be able to meet a miracle doctor, that is my own business, what does it have to do with them? Besides, if they underestimate the enemy because they see that I am injured, it is their own stupidity, what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Xiao: "......"

What should she do without words?