Yi Xiaoxiao carried him into the bathroom, and her skinny little body was covered with all kinds of scars.

She even found that there were several fatal wounds, and if they were a little deeper and heavier, this fragile little life would have disappeared.

Tiger poison does not eat children, but some people are not as good as animals.

A person who is born but does not treat well is not worthy of being a human being.

The more Yi Xiaoxiao looked at those terrifying scars, the tighter her heart became, she couldn't imagine what kind of environment he lived in and what kind of life he lived every day.

How did this little body survive?

Yi Xiaoxiao carefully cleaned his wounds, and her voice was soft and soft, "If it hurts, tell my sister." ”

The little man stood quietly, letting her wipe and bandage, even when he used iodine to wipe the wound, he did not say a word, he did not even frown, he was like a lifeless and painless wood.

Yi Xiaoxiao took his pulse, and gradually the ground color became solemn, he had many external injuries, but the invisible internal injuries were even worse. The small body is destroyed to a mess, and if it is not treated in time, even if it does not die, it will leave many sequelae, and the rest of the life will be very painful.

"My sister is going to cook for you, and you sit on the sofa and watch TV obediently." Yi Xiaoxiao hugged him to the sofa and opened the animation channel for him.

The little one is not only malnourished, but also suffers from severe stomach problems due to long-term hunger. According to his bone age, he should be three or four years old, but he only looks like a year or two. Picking him up, it's so light that people don't feel much weight.

These problems are not caused by one or two days, but over many years.

He has only been in this world for a long time, maybe half of the time, or even longer, and has lived an inhuman life.

Yi Xiaoxiao didn't dare to cook anything else, so she only boiled a pot of white rice porridge and fried a plate of small green vegetables.

When she came out, the little one sat quietly on the sofa, his position did not change, and his body remained in his previous state, motionless.

Yi Xiaoxiao touched the little guy's little head with pity, "Eat with my sister." ”

"Sister feeds you." Yi Xiaoxiao used a small spoon, gently blew it cool, and then sent it to his mouth.

His dark eyes looked straight at her, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was afraid of something.

"Open your mouth." Yi Xiaoxiao's voice was soft.

The small body trembled slightly, as if nervous, as if facing fear.

His expression was wooden, his eyes were unwavering, Yi Xiaoxiao didn't notice it, and slowly fed the warm porridge.

When the warm temperature spreads on the tip of the tongue, the cold heart seems to have a trace of temperature, the rice fragrance in the mouth is wanton, and the empty stomach ushers in the long-lost food.

Feed a few mouthfuls of porridge, take a mouthful of greens, and soon a small bowl of porridge enters the stomach.

Yi Xiaoxiao didn't dare to let him eat too much, for fear of causing gastrointestinal discomfort, "Eat so much today." ”

The little one did not respond, and his big dark and bright eyes looked at her quietly.

Yi Xiaoxiao took him to the guest room, put on a new bed sheet and quilt cover, carried him to the bed, and gently touched his little face, his hand did not dare to be forced, for fear of hurting him, "Have a good rest." ”

turned off the lights, Yi Xiaoxiao cleaned up the kitchen, but did not rest for the first time, but turned on the computer, exported the photos taken in the mobile phone, and at the same time the fingers were tapping rapidly on the keyboard, a group of numbers appeared on the computer screen, and soon a monitoring screen appeared on the screen.