Chapter 211: I want Sister Lin
The little boy shook his head, pursed his mouth, and stretched out his other hand to Lin Qianqian, whose large, round eyes meant that the intention was very obvious.
Lin Qianqian stepped forward helplessly, and gently grabbed his small and thin left hand, the wound on the deep bone was not healed, and the consequence of refusing to bandage it was-
The bones of the hands are crooked......
The top two phalanx bones of the little finger, ring finger and middle finger were gnawed off by the red centipede spirits, and the thumb and index finger were still intact, except for a few pieces of flesh that had been bitten off.
But presumably for children, it should be so painful that they cry to find their mother.
But when she found him, there was not a tear in his eyes, how much it hurt......
It hurt so much that even the tears dried up.
Seeing his mother being eaten alive and only half of her body remained, the scene was ......
It was too bloody for her to imagine, but now half of his mother's body surrounded by centipedes seemed to be vivid, which made her a little creepy!
How painful and horrifying he must have been a child of five or six years old.
The more Lin Qianqian made up his mind, the more he felt that the little boy in front of him was so strong that it made people's hearts ache.
grabbed a few handfuls of spiritual power and hurriedly transported it along his fingertips, so that he could relieve the pain.
"Sister is here to accompany you, can you let those brothers and sisters heal for you?" Lin Qianqian rubbed his hair with his other hand, which he hadn't taken care of, and came up with a cleaning technique.
And then...... A meal in the palm of your hand.
This little guy, the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes......
"Tingting?" Lin Qianqian suddenly flashed a small face in his mind, and then met almost perfectly!
The little boy looked puzzled and wanted to speak out but was obedient and held back.
"It's okay, it shouldn't be you, my sister recognized the wrong person, the little baby is obedient and obedient to heal first. "Tingting, Miao Miao, and Lao Cheng's eldest brother Kang Kang are estimated to be seventy or eighty years old......
Seeing the child frowning and bowing his head, Lin Qianqian hurriedly turned around and signaled to the two people who had already carried the tools, turned their heads and pricked up their ears and waited for them.
Accompanied by Lin Qianqian, let the children do whatever they wanted, so that Chen Yan, that is, the male disciple who passed the message, was very emotional.
How well-behaved he was now, how noisy he was just now, his throat and eyes were broken, and he was still yelling for Sister Lin, one by one, as if they were going to swallow his breath if they didn't find him in the next second.
Even Senior Sister Yan, who has always been invincible in Ling Jige and has a gentle voice and an incredibly good temper, didn't work.
Yan Jinhua smiled gently: "Little brother, can you heal your injuries first?" Sister Lin will come when you are healed." ”
"......" eyelashes twitched, and quickly calmed down.
Yan Jinhua continued to smile gently: "Sister Lin is busy, little brother, you let the brothers and sisters take a look at the wound first, if you are obedient, Sister Lin will come over later, okay?"
"......" The little hairy boy held his little face, glanced up slightly, and continued to hang his head silently.
Yan Jinhua's smile remained unchanged: "You see that the brothers and sisters here are so busy that they can't get out, if you want to find Sister Lin, can you take care of the wounds first?"
"......" eyelashes are as immobile as a mountain.
Yan Jinhua smiled and became even more intimate and lovely: "Little brother, your wound has become inflamed, and your fingers are swollen, it should be very painful, right? Let the brothers and sisters here show you, okay? If you don't heal yourself, you may not be able to speak in the future." ”
The "......" eyelashes are like a fixed portrait.
Yan Jinhua's smile finally shattered: "Little brother, if you are disobedient, my sister will ask my brother to beat you!"
The "......" eyelashes are as steady as ever.
All the actions are repeating one sentence:
I want Sister Lin, I want Sister Lin!
It's useless to persuade him, he doesn't move, he doesn't speak, and he doesn't look at you, but when he touches him, he shrinks around in horror like a sheep, and his little face is pale.
While struggling to shrink his body, he began to murmur to Sister Lin again.
As he spoke, the throat shook one after another, and the wound with a slight scar was broken again, and the little face could not be called pale, it was all blue!
They have thousands of sick people under their hands, men and women, the elderly and children, from high-ranking officials and nobles, to low-level beggars, and they are not so desperate and stubborn!
To treat this kind of patient who 'avoids illness and avoids medical treatment' and has many requirements for problems, is to hang him hard, and if he can't suffer for a while, he will cry and run to you.
They are very busy! They have to refine the pill and keep up with the cultivation, and their own master has to check their cultivation progress from time to time!
Every few years, there is also an internal assessment competition of the sect, as well as a great competition between the sects and the sects.
After a period of time, I have a new understanding, and I have to retreat and meditate, seize the opportunity, seize the opportunity, and successfully advance.
Although cultivating immortals has no years and has a long lifespan, time flies like the body's metabolism, and in a blink of an eye, their years have passed for hundreds of years.
(Human metabolism: here refers to eating and excretion.) )
Occasionally looking back on those years, they feel that they haven't done anything yet, they are busy every day, their feet don't touch the ground, their cultivation has only improved a little, and the refining of pills is just like that, and there are quite a few patients who have been treated.
They wanted to take a break, but in order to become an excellent Dan cultivator like Grandmaster Gao, they had to be able to endure hardships and tiredness.
And when they are faced with the patient's uncooperative and even excessively bizarre demands, their inner depression seems to gush out.
However, the healer always belongs to the hearts of parents.
Especially when they looked at these round and irritating eyes, as well as the missing half of their hands and feet, curled up helplessly on the big bed, and the breath miraculously dissipated without a trace, and they couldn't care about him.
I can only secretly 'admire' in my heart -
These cows can't pull back this stubbornness and ruthlessness to themselves, presumably if there is a chance to enter the immortal gate in the future, there will be a great success!
But yard by yard, there is one thing to say, they still don't like to meet such stubborn, one road to the dark, and no one who doesn't give up and don't look back and don't regret hitting the south wall.
Chen Yan and his Senior Sister Yan glanced at each other and sighed silently, as if lamenting the sad fate of being busy for the rest of their lives and one day breaking a 'parent's heart'.
Lin Qianqian fixed the two little arms that were trembling because of the pain, looked at this little face for a long time, and felt ......
She must have been mistaken.
Lin Qianqian took out the face in his mind that had been labeled with the court and compared them one by one.
Tingting's eyebrows are not so thin, his mouth is not as thick as his, and his nose is ...... The nose is indistinguishable, and the eyes are ...... It's a fawn-eye shape, and it's a little rounded.
She remembered that Tingting also seemed to have fawn eyes, but they were more elongated.
Tingting's eyes are black and bright, with dual wavelengths, black and white, with a slight protrusion in the center of the upper eyelid and a pupil in the center of the eye.
It seems that the whole eyes are clear and moist, with a meaty little face, cute and innocent.
The first time she saw Tingting, she thought of a sentence.
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