That kid was mobbed? Seeing Feng Jiu's angry expression, Feng Qianli asked in a serious tone, "Well, and the injury is not light." Feng Jiu nodded, her anger had been put away by her, and her expression was flat and she couldn't see any emotion.

The group walked into the dilapidated house and asked about the strong smell of Chinese medicine, "This medicine has been boiled for the wrong time, the medicinal materials have not played its due role, and this medicine will not be effective even if you drink it all the time." Feng Qianli's faint voice came into the boy's ears.

The boy was slightly stunned, put down the movement in his hand, and turned his head to look at Feng Qianli with some discomfort, "I thought your sister had some incurable disease, it turned out to be ordinary hypoglycemia, don't give her to drink these in the future, it may not have any effect if you drink it, there is money to buy medicine, it is better to buy a few more pieces of sugar for your sister." Feng Qianli said that the person had already walked into the house, and looked at the boy with a disgusted expression at the things that he was boiling with something that he couldn't see the shape.

"Compared to your sister's symptoms, these are more serious and heavier than hers, this arm is broken, and the leg is broken." Feng Qianli said as he reached out and glanced at the other party's leg that was hanging from his neck and was obviously out of state.

Looking at the boy who was still glamorous and beautiful yesterday, but was beaten back to his original state today, a trace of anger quickly flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes, "If you really have the ability, don't let yourself be hurt," Feng Jiu walked into the room where the girl was after speaking.

Seeing that the girl was well taken care of by the boy, her eyes were bright and she didn't care about the world, Feng Jiu's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "Pretend to be tired, you know that he works so hard to protect you, but you pretend not to know anything, it's very tired to pretend like this." The girl was fourteen years old, and although she hid it well, her eyes flashed unconsciously when she saw Feng Jiuyi appear in front of her in bright and beautiful clothes.

"What you're talking about, I don't understand." The girl hid backwards as she spoke, as if Feng Jiu was some kind of fierce beast, "I hate talking to pretentious people the most, it's hard." Feng Jiu said that his hand was raised slightly, and some medicinal powder was sprinkled, and the originally weak girl instantly seemed to change into a person, "I pretend, do you think I want to pretend, what did those people do to me when he was away, do you know." The girl looked at Feng Jiu and roared.

"Do you think he caused the damage? He worked so hard to support you, and you lived in your own world all day long, did you ever think about him? Feng Jiu tried to awaken a little conscience of the girl, how others treated her was someone else's, and it had nothing to do with the boy.

If it weren't for the boy who had been raising her, she might not have survived a long time ago, "That's all his will, if he hadn't obstructed it, maybe I would be ten thousand times better than my current activity," the girl roared almost madly, and Feng Jiu, who listened, turned around and left.

For this kind of person who has no conscience, it is not worth her treatment at all, "so that she can do it herself." Before leaving, Feng Jiu turned his back to the girl and said softly, and the girl's conversation with Feng Jiu was clearly heard by the boy standing outside the door stubbornly holding the medicine bowl.

"Smack," the medicine bowl shattered into several pieces in response, and the boy seemed to have just come back to his senses, looking up at Feng Jiu, "She's not worth your heart and lungs to be good to her, but you are willing to leave here with us," The boy was full of momentum, not like an ordinary child at all, if time permitted, Feng Jiu planned to help this child who remembered the need to be recognized.

(End of chapter)