The injured boy was a young master of the merchant navy, surnamed Gao, and his name was Xiuying.

The thief stabbed Gao Xiuying in the abdomen, injuring her internal organs. Jiang Yao used mulberry white bark as a thread to suture the wound, and applied medicine to it.

Gao Xiuying woke up after being in a coma for a day and a night, "Daddy." She whispered, "Daddy..." Gao Xiuying's tears flowed.

Daddy, she'll never see Daddy again. Daddy blocked the stab that stabbed her, a fatal one. Daddy fell in front of her, blood gushing out.

Xiuying closed her eyes, whether she opened them or closed them, her eyes were blood-red.

Jiang Yao stayed by her side, "You're awake." Jiang Yao held the medicine bowl in his hand, "Girl, drink the medicine." Jiang Yao's tone was gentle.

This girl, like him, bears a deep hatred of blood, and his eyes when he looks at Gao Xiuying are full of pity.

It was this person who saved her, Gao Xiuying wanted to turn her face, and when she moved slightly, the pain hit immediately. "Thank you," so-young squirmed.

Jiang Yao took a spoon and fed her medicine, and the medicine was very bitter. Xiuying swallowed little by little, even if she drank medicine, it could affect the wound.

"Recuperate in peace." Xiuying nodded, the girl is very strong.

Jiang Yao changed the dressing for her, uncovered the quilt, and the blood stained the cloth.

As the bandage was untied in circles, the wound was like many needles cutting through the flesh, and it hurt jumping and jumping.

Xiuying bit her thin lip tightly and said nothing. Compared to the hatred of their family's blood and hatred, what is the physical pain!

Jiang Yao changed the medicine and carefully wiped her hands and face. When a warm towel was applied to her face, Xiuying cried.

This is how her father took care of her when she was sick, and tears wet her pillow.

She was still a child, and she suffered a great disaster at a young age, and she was seriously injured. Suyoung cried sadly.

Jiang Yao was afraid that she would pull the wound, "Girl, I haven't slept all day and night to save you back." ”

Jiang Yao leaned over, and in Xiuying's teary eyes, he saw a pair of soul-stirring eyes.

"Girl, take care of your body first, and think about the rest in the long run."

The benefactor was right, heal his wounds and avenge his father. Suyoung swallowed back her tears.

Jiang Yao first fed her a liquid diet, and then three or four days later fed her paste. Bao Du is responsible for logistics support, and Jiang Yao is Xiuying's personal nanny.

Xiuying lost her mother at the age of eight. My father and mother had a deep relationship, and my father never married another wife after my mother's death. The two depend on each other.

Xiuying takes care of her father's daily life at home, and takes care of her father's business when she goes out.

is a good hand at home and abroad, she doesn't think of herself as a weak woman.

followed her father to do business abroad, and Xiuying was all in men's clothes. Many people thought that so-young was a boy.

One is a person in the rivers and lakes. One is that he often goes out of the house and follows his father in the business world for many years, and he is not a person who is rigid about small things.

Jiang Yao helped her take medicine and change her clothes, and the two gentlemen were frank. Jiang Yao is the heart of a doctor, and Xiuying is his patient. She was Jiang Yao's benefactor.

She wanted to get better quickly. For the father, avenge the people who follow the father, and let the water thieves be punished as they deserve.

"Brother Jiang, my injuries are healed." Xiuying can eat and drink medicine by herself.

Jiang Yao soaked the scissors in alcohol and removed the stitches from Xiuying's wound, and the flesh and skin healing ability was good.

Jiang Yao smiled slightly; "Great, let's go down to the ground."

Xiuying raised her arms and sighed, and slowly lay down again. With a little effort, the wound seems to have collapsed, and it hurts.

Xiuying is in a hurry, I can't wait to run out now. With a sharp blade in his arms, he swords his enemies.

After a few more days, Xiuying held on to the bed and went down to the ground and walked a few steps slowly.

"Brother Jiang, look, my injuries are healed this time." She stretched out her arms, her brow knotted, as if she had been scratched into a wound.

"That's great, the pile of clothes found time to wash." Jiang Yao lay on his back on the couch and closed his eyes to recuperate, and turned his face to look at her when he heard the words.

"Brother Jiang, I was wrong." Suyoung inhales.

Xiuying trims her eyebrows, shows her eyes, and has a melon seed face. Because of the injury, his complexion is a little sickly pale.

She was still a child, Jiang Yao thought to herself. He didn't want to think that he was just two years older than others.

"Okay, big brother naturally told you, is it also a matter of urgency to recuperate?" Jiang Yao softened his tone.

"Yes, Big Brother is right." Xiuying knew that Brother Jiang had worked hard. I hope she can recuperate with peace of mind and not be swayed by hatred.

Xiuying won't quarrel in the future, when will I be okay, when will I be able to take revenge? She patiently cooperated with her eldest brother for careful treatment.

For revenge, Jiang Yao already had a plan in his heart. It's just Xiuying's injury, and he doesn't want to fake his hands on others.

He and Xiuying are sick and sympathetic. When Xiuying recovers from his injuries, he implements the plan.

Liu Ye changed Xue Shang's clothes into a small version, and took the axe up the mountain to chop wood. She can't always rely on others.

Willow Leaf wrapped herself tightly from head to toe, revealing only a pair of large star-sparkling eyes.

A short walk from home is the winter forest. Xue Shang is at home, and she doesn't go out of the door.

Xue Shang is gone, and it is the first time she has walked out of the house. Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. The mountains are empty and silent.

The snow on the ground was up to the vamp. Stepping on it, there is a creaking sound, and there is a clattering sound of stepping on a dead branch, and the sound of an axe slashing on a dry branch...

With a whirring panting, the breath exhaled by the willow leaves condensed into frost on the eyelashes.

The mountains and forests are too quiet in winter. It was so silent that every sound was amplified, so loud that she could hear her own heartbeat.

From time to time, she looked back and forth, left and right, and felt that there was something unknown lurking in the dense forest. Firewood is easy to pick up, and in winter the branches are brittle, and they will be piled up for a while.

Willow leaves hurriedly bundled firewood. She didn't feel the pain when the branch cut her hand, and she didn't care about small injuries like scratching the skin.

The willow leaves half-dragged and half-carried a bundle of firewood down the mountain. Walking back with one foot deep and one foot shallow, she didn't know when she was so far away from the foot of the mountain.

A gust of wind swept in his ears, and Liu Ye exclaimed. Looking back in confusion, a night owl was startled by her and flew down the canopy.

The body twisted back, snorted under his feet, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and slipped out.

The firewood was scattered, the arms were not behind, and the axes flew out. The willow leaf hits a tree and stops.

Looking at the blind bear breaking the buds, the few firewoods left, the willow leaves tears swirled in their eyes.

She sat in this position for a long time until her tears were dried by the wind.

Liu Ye took a deep breath, since she came, she couldn't go home empty-handed, she cheered herself up.

Move your muscles and bones, but fortunately, your arms, legs and feet are fine. She retrieved the axe and chopped another bundle of firewood, this time more experienced than the last time.

Born on the edge of the cliff, he can know how to raise white clouds.

I went through the far forest, and I was already on the lonely peak.

Salary and bouquets of wild flowers, walking with mountain lyrics and singing.

The sun does not return, and there is hope for the firewood.

Liu Ye sang all the way to entertain himself, and arrived home. Willow leaves unload firewood. Sitting on the edge of the well, I didn't want to move.

She looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and if she were clouds, how good it would be to float to the southwestern border. Xue Shang, Xue Shang... She called softly, her eyes hot