Seeing the blood on Bai Yongjing's forehead running down his cheeks, Chu Xintian was very heartbroken.

She regretted that she didn't go down the mountain early, made breakfast early, and went to school to pick up Bai Yongjing by herself.

If she had gone to pick up Bai Yongjing herself, he would not have been injured.

Chu Xintian's nose was sore, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

Although the wound on Bai Yongjing's forehead was very painful, seeing Chu Xintian crying, a worried look immediately appeared on his little face.

"Mother, why are you crying? Don't cry......"

He stretched out his little hand and wiped away the tears from Chu Xintian's eyes.

"Mother, I don't hurt, it's okay, mother, don't be sad......"

Bai Yongjing had already suffered such a serious injury, but he was still comforting Chu Xintian.

Chu Xintian's heart is not a taste.

"Jing'er, in the future, my mother will protect you well and not let you be hurt in any way! It's all my mother's fault today, and you got hurt. ”

"Mother, how can I blame you for this? Bai Dabao and Bai Xiaobao are not people, blame me for not being able to beat them, I hope that I will grow up quickly and be as strong as my father when I grow up, so that they will not dare to bully me, even if they want to bully me, they can't beat me!"

Bai Yongjing paused, "Hey, it would be good if my father was still here, I could learn a little kung fu from him to defend myself, and I wouldn't be defeated by Bai Dabao and Bai Xiaobao today......"

Bai Yongjing thought that mentioning his father might make Chu Xintian sad, so he quickly closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Chu Xintian really cared about Bai Yongjing's words in his heart, of course, it was not about Bai Er, but about kung fu.

In her previous life, Chu Xintian also learned a lot of martial arts, such as taekwondo, Muay Thai, sanda, etc.

She felt that she should also be able to teach Bai Yongjing some basic fist and foot kung fu to protect herself.

After all, she couldn't follow Bai Yongjing all the time.

And Bai Yongjing is a boy after all, he should learn to protect himself.

"Jing'er, do you want to learn kung fu? Mother can teach you too!"

"Mother, do you know martial arts?" Bai Yongjing couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Chu Xintian's words.

"Hmm...... Years ago, your father taught me ......"

Chu Xintian naturally couldn't tell Bai Yongjing why she knew martial arts, so she had to use Bai Er as a shield.

"Great, then teach me when I go back!" Bai Yongjing didn't believe that Chu Xintian knew martial arts, but he remembered that Bai Dabao and Bai Xiaobao had just been beaten up by their mother, and their movements were indeed neat.

Bai Yongjing was very happy at the thought of learning martial arts.

"No, my mother will deal with it for you first, and then I will teach you when the wound is healed."

The mother and son talked as they walked.

They didn't notice that a figure was following behind them.

When the mother and son returned home, Chu Xintian quickly began to help Bai Yongjing bandage his wounds.

Bai Yongjing's wound was hit by a stone, about two inches long on his forehead, and the wound was very deep.

Chu Xintian took salt water to help him clean his wound first.

"Jing'er, when the salt water touches the wound, it will hurt a little, bear with it, and it will be fine after a while."

Although Bai Yongjing is young, he is a brave child.

When Chu Xintian helped him clean his wound with salt water, Bai Yongjing was silent, although Chu Xintian had already felt his small body trembling, he still survived strongly.

After cleaning the wound, the appearance of the wound is fully revealed.

The skin and muscles at the wound turned outward, and the condition was very serious, and now the bleeding has not stopped, and it is still flowing out.

The wound is too severe, and if the wound is not treated well, there is no way to heal it, and there may be an infection.

Chu Xintian also knew that such a wound needed to be stitched up or covered with Jinchuang medicine.

However, Chu Xintian can do simple disinfection, and stitching up the wound is a technical job, and she can't do it.

Also, it is painful to close a wound with needles and threads. Without anesthetics, Chu Xintian was worried that Bai Yongjing would not be able to hold on.

However, there is no Jinchuang medicine at home, and to buy a good Jinchuang medicine, you have to go to the county seat.

Bai Yongjing's head was bleeding, and it was too late to go to the county seat now.

"Jing'er, my mother will take you to the village doctor!"