Chapter 20 Wound on Wound, Who Counts Whom
"Madame, why don't you call the doctor to come and see if you are injured like this?" Qing Niang exclaimed in surprise and approached, but her eyes flashed with schadenfreude.
She heard the next person say that Zhou Mu went to Yun Xiangrong's room, and she was worried that Yun Xiangrong had tricked Zhou Mu into her bed, so she pretended to be sick and sent someone to invite Zhou Mu over.
Qing Niang secretly said that it was a pity.
"What are you going to do!" Yun Xiangrong raised his eyes to look at her, his expression cold.
"Madame didn't have dinner, and the young master asked the slave maid to bring some over. Spring lotus, bring up the food box. Qing Niang had already prepared and commanded Chun He who was parked at the door.
Zhou Mu's Renyun wants Rong Neng to understand, he will let Qing Niang deliver the meal? Unless the sun hits the west and comes out!
Qing Niang came to see her make a fool of herself!
I'm not afraid of her coming, I'm afraid she won't come!
She was thinking about how to tell Zhou Mu what she was thinking, but then Qing Niang came. When I was really sleepy, someone sent a pillow, and it was really good.
She knew that Qing Niang was a demon, so when she saw the calculating light flowing in her eyes, she didn't dodge like last time.
"Madame, please have soup...... Oops......" Qing Niang handed the soup to Yun Xiangrong, but when she got close to Yun Xiangrong, she exclaimed, her hand slipped, and the whole bowl of hot soup was poured out with a bang.
Not only did he wet the gauze that Chu'er put on the table to bandage Yun Xiangrong, but he also drenched Yun Xiangrong's hand, which Chu'er was bandaging.
Chu Er was still applying ointment to Yun Xiangrong's hands, but in case of such a stubble, the move of wanting to pounce on Yun Xiangrong was half a beat slower, and all the hot soup was poured on Yun Xiangrong's hands, and the already blue and black wounds even made a gurgling sound, and there was white heat on it, and the skin on his hands was suddenly red and wrinkled, as if it was instantly cooked.
"Hmm...... He ......" Yun Xiangrong's face was full of pain, and his face was distorted.
The pain was so great that she seemed to be unable to make a sound, and her mouth was full of hoarse hiss.
"Bang." With a bang, the bowl in Qing Niang's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person looked at Yun Xiangrong in shock.
She and Yun Xiangrong have been fighting for so long, the two of them can be said to know each other, she thought that Yun Xiangrong would avoid it, but she didn't expect her to bear it straight.
After this bowl of hot soup, the skin on her hands seemed to be scalded, and the air smelled of meat.
Even Qing Niang, who was the initiator, was speechless at the moment.
"Young lady......" Chu Er turned around, looked at the wound on Yun Xiangrong's hand, and suddenly screamed in pain, grabbed Yun Xiangrong's hand and pressed it directly into the clean water basin used to clean the wound next to him, and the cold water in the basin touched the skin, and it was so hot that it came out.
"Ah......" Yun Xiangrong finally let out a sharp scream, and fainted directly as soon as his eyes were closed.
"Young lady, how are you, don't scare me." Chu Er mourned in her heart, hurriedly hugged Yun Xiangrong's body, and cried in panic.
Qing Niang subconsciously took two steps back, her face was also full of panic, and she was at a loss.
Although she was used to fighting with Yun Xiangrong, she had never been as serious as now, and she was really scared at the moment.
"Doctor, go call the doctor, what are you still doing here?" Chu Er screamed and yelled at Qing Niang, and she didn't dare to relax her hand holding Yun Xiangrong.
"Doctor, Chunhe, go and ask for a doctor." Qing Niang screamed as if she had just woken up from a dream.
There was a sudden chaos in the house.