The snowflakes were falling with a puff, occasionally hitting the paper windows by the cold wind, and making a slight noise, and the cold wind howled through the window lattice, but was hidden by the layers of curtains laid down in the house.

In Xiao Xiao's room, Jinxiu took the basin of water sent by the attendant, gauze, cotton and spirits, and then walked slowly to the bedside.

The Shaw father and son followed in unison, occasionally holding hands, but when they met Jinxiu's eyes, they would laugh awkwardly, while Jinxiu squinted and smiled very gently.

The prefect is also an official from the fourth grade, not to mention the illustrious court, but it is definitely very incomparable, not to mention the Surabaya City that is almost on the edge.

Not to mention covering the sky in the city with one hand, but it can also be said that no one can stop it, at this moment heaven and hell have gone through, this father and son can still be so affectionate, it can be said that it is very amazing.

No one knew what Jinxiu was thinking, but he saw Jinxiu take the candlestick and light it, then turned his hand and pulled out the knife he had just used to cut through the white cloth from his sleeve.

Put the knife on it and roast it, and said in a deep voice to Xiao Xiao, who was squinting on the bed, his eyes were weak, and there were tears on his face

"Your wound is not difficult for me to treat, but only you can endure the pain of this injury, Xiao Xiao, can you bear it?"

As Jinxiu spoke, she put the sterilized dagger in Xiao Chen's hand, while she herself unhurriedly tore off a piece of gauze, swung it in the water, and began to wipe the wounds on Xiao Xiao's body little by little.

The questioning was carried out at the same time as cleaning the wound, but that question made Xiao Xiao a little stunned for a while, and he even forgot the pain of wiping the wound.

It wasn't until Jinxiu cleaned the wound, tore off the gauze and folded it into lumps, and sprinkled it with the pot of spirits, and the pungent smell of wine began to spread in the house, that Xiao Xiao came back to his senses.

"Brother, Xiao'er is not afraid of pain, Xiao'er wants to live, so there is nothing that can't stand it!"

When these words fell, Jinxiu understood why the ancients had long said that since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, isn't this the case with this ten-year-old baby in front of her.

couldn't help touching the top of the young man's greasy hair, staring at the hot but red eyes of the father and son, and praised, "Good boy...."

Looking at the young man's shy and embarrassed face, Jinxiu stood up solemnly and pinched the gauze that had been spilled by the spirits

"Then, Xiao Xiao, I'm going to start, if you can't help it, bite this..."

Jinxiu picked up a handkerchief from her wide sleeves and put it next to Xiao Xiao's pillow, then stood upright in front of the bed, looking at Xiao Xiao's yellowed and rough little face, waiting for his answer.

"Brother, I'm ready...."Xiao Xiao smiled with his bloodless face, but when the splendid figure was reflected in his eyes, it was a different look.

As soon as Jinxiu raised her hand, she heard Xiao Xiao ask gently, "Brother, what is your name, can you tell Xiao Er?"

Jinxiu rubbed Xiao Xiao's somewhat dry cheeks with the hand that didn't hold anything, and said in a low voice, "My name is Jin." ”

When Xiao Xiao heard this, he nodded again and again, and then he didn't ask, as if he couldn't feel the pain of the wound, he just pinched the handkerchief of Jinxiu and held it in the palm of his hand, Jinxiu just took a look at it, and then turned his head to Xiao's father and son

"There are two Lao, where you stand, don't go beyond the head of the bed and the end of the bed, and the lamps and candles should not leave your hands.

When he said this, Jinxiu quickly walked aside on Xiao Xiao's wound with the gauze soaked in spirits, and then quickly faded off the fox fur and coat, and the gauze block in his hand was not there, but replaced with a small dagger in Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Zheng and Xiao Chen's father and son were stunned for a moment when they heard this, then glanced at each other, and then answered yes without hesitation.

Xiao Zheng automatically took the candle flame and stood at the head of the bed, while Xiao Chen stood at the end of the bed, holding a bunch of things at hand, including gauze, spirits, cotton, and the gold sore medicine that Jinxiu had just taken out of his sleeve.

After Jinxiu had just wiped the alcohol cotton soaked in spirits on Xiao Xiao's wound, although Xiao Xiao didn't cry out in pain, he still snorted softly between his bitten lips, and cold sweat began to flow down his forehead.

Jinxiu turned her hand and looked at the dagger in her hand, looked at Xiao Xiao's red lips and opened slightly, and said, "Wipe Xiao Xiao's sweat, don't let the sweat get on the wound...."

No matter how the father and son assigned the work, after Jinxiu finished speaking, he played a knife on Xiao Xiao's wound.

Where the silver light passed, all the carrion on the wound peeled off, and was carried by the dagger piece by piece, and fell to the place where the gauze was placed before, and the father and son who saw it were full of pity.

The wound was very large, although it was not deep, but there were signs of necrosis, and Jinxiu did not dare to delay, except for ordering the two to wipe their sweat, or handing cotton and gauze, and then said nothing.

The rotten flesh fell, revealing a pink texture, and after a busy time, it was also time to use tea.

Splendid or not, these days of tossing have already improved her attention and concentration a lot, but Xiao Xiao, who was not anesthetized, has been awake and suffered from the flesh cut.

Jinxiu thought, if she hadn't avenged their family first, if this family, if they were alive, their means would definitely be more ruthless than themselves, especially Xiao Xiao, a sick beauty boy lying on the bed....

Only if ordinary people can't endure it, will they become different people, and Jinxiu has a deep understanding of this.

"Xiao Xiao, you're really great..."Raised his hand again and used a cotton ball stained with liquor to point the little blood from the wound, and Jinxiu praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Er thinks it's Brother Jin who is the best..."Xiao Xiao opened his clenched teeth, only to feel that his mouth was full of rust, and his teeth felt loose, but he still raised his slender Danfeng eyes and said softly.

"Heroes are out of youth, that's probably it..."Jinxiu squinted and smiled softly, raised his hand to put the cotton ball on the tray, picked up the gold sore medicine he put aside, and sprinkled a layer on the wound

"It may hurt if you bandage it, you bear with it, I'll be gentle...."Jinxiu turned over and took the gauze and folded it into strips and spread it on the wound, then picked up the bundle of gauze strips and whispered to Xiao Xiao.

"Brother Jin, Xiao'er is a man, I'm not afraid of pain, compared to a few days ago, now this little pain is nothing...."

Xiao Xiao said indifferent words in his mouth, but Jinxiu saw the cold light flashing in his slender Danfeng eyes.

But he didn't want to, Xiao Xiao, who was still flashing with cold light in his eyes, was helped up by Jinxiu in the next second, leaning on Jinxiu's arms weakly, the young man came back to his senses, tilted his head, looked at Jinxiu and smiled a pair of eyes

"However, Xiao Er is still very grateful for my brother's love for me..."

Jinxiu's subordinates quickly tied gauze to Xiao Xiao's wound, but they smiled very kindly

"I met your sister Lingyun in Surabaya City, all the way to Lancheng, it's not easy, usually, I call her Sister Yun, she calls me Brother Jin, so, I should cherish you, you are so well-behaved, and so strong, who would not like it?"