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Qin Xiao rubbed to, the whole person stayed.
It's just a dream. Is there such a high degree of reality?
Qiao Yanran heard his whisper and looked down. She saw Qin Xiao with her eyes half closed. She said in a soft voice: "well behaved, after taking medicine for a while, it won't hurt."
Qin Xiao tries to open his eyes and looks at her lips, but he can't hear what Xue ran said.
His eye son some lax, finally powerless close.
Qiao Yanran's step was a little faster. It didn't take long for her to turn from the back wall of Xue's house into her yard.
Several small servant girls in the yard saw Qiao Yanran come back and greet her. They saw a bloody man in her arms and were shocked for a moment.
"Chunxia, Ning'an, you two go out and grab some medicine to come back, and buy some bandage hemostatic drugs by the way. Qiu Ju, go and burn a bucket of hot water quickly."
Qiao Yan Ran's footstep doesn't stop, toward several people open a way.
Although several small servant girls are curious about the man in Qiao Yanran's arms, they also see the anxious color on her face. They don't ask more questions and go down to prepare.
Qiao Yanran took the person to his boudoir, gently put it on the bed, cleaned her hands, found scissors and other tools from the room, and began to deal with the wound for him.
Qin Xiao's wounds were numerous in size, and there was hardly a good piece of meat.
The cloth soaked in blood has coagulated with the wound. It's a bit shocking. Many wounds are still dripping blood.
She gently used the scissors to cut off the rags. Although she had already lightened her hands and feet, Qin Xiao on the bed was still humming with pain and cold sweat on her forehead.
Qiao Yan Ran spent most of the time, this just will Qin Xiao whole body up and down of the cloth, all deal with clean.
Hot water and boiled medicine soup finally arrived.
Qiao Yanran with a clean towel to wash the wound, the wound on the external application of medicine, carefully bandaged up.
On the big bed, Qin Xiao, with his eyes closed tightly all the time, shook his long eyelashes like black feathers, and turned white with his fingertips.
He was as deep as a swamp. The more he struggled, the more his body sank. He could only watch his body sink a little and wait for death
But there was light in front of him.
The light of his coming is like the light of his salvation.
Xiao was pulled out of the swamp like a new steady vitality.
Qin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.
When he saw Xue ran in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and pinched his palm.
"Does it still hurt?"
Qiao Yanran just poured some anesthetic on his wound, but the dose was relatively small.
Qin Xiao blinked. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his whole chest was blocked by a nameless emotion, which made him unable to pronounce even the most basic syllables.
He's not really dreaming.
After Qin Xiao determined the identity of the powerful man, he didn't think he could survive.
Is Did Xue ran steal him from the basement?
“…… What about him? "
After a while, Qin Xiao propped up and said in a deep voice, "you can take me back It's not good to drag you down. "
"He's dead."
Joe Yan Ran touched to touch his some hair hard silk, opening a way.
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Qin Xiao rubbed to, the whole person stayed.
It's just a dream. Is there such a high degree of reality?
Qiao Yanran heard his whisper and looked down. She saw Qin Xiao with her eyes half closed. She said in a soft voice: "well behaved, after taking medicine for a while, it won't hurt."
Qin Xiao tries to open his eyes and looks at her lips, but he can't hear what Xue ran said.
His eye son some lax, finally powerless close.
Qiao Yanran's step was a little faster. It didn't take long for her to turn from the back wall of Xue's house into her yard.
Several small servant girls in the yard saw Qiao Yanran come back and greet her. They saw a bloody man in her arms and were shocked for a moment.
"Chunxia, Ning'an, you two go out and grab some medicine to come back, and buy some bandage hemostatic drugs by the way. Qiu Ju, go and burn a bucket of hot water quickly."
Qiao Yan Ran's footstep doesn't stop, toward several people open a way.
Although several small servant girls are curious about the man in Qiao Yanran's arms, they also see the anxious color on her face. They don't ask more questions and go down to prepare.
Qiao Yanran took the person to his boudoir, gently put it on the bed, cleaned her hands, found scissors and other tools from the room, and began to deal with the wound for him.
Qin Xiao's wounds were numerous in size, and there was hardly a good piece of meat.
The cloth soaked in blood has coagulated with the wound. It's a bit shocking. Many wounds are still dripping blood.
She gently used the scissors to cut off the rags. Although she had already lightened her hands and feet, Qin Xiao on the bed was still humming with pain and cold sweat on her forehead.
Qiao Yan Ran spent most of the time, this just will Qin Xiao whole body up and down of the cloth, all deal with clean.
Hot water and boiled medicine soup finally arrived.
Qiao Yanran with a clean towel to wash the wound, the wound on the external application of medicine, carefully bandaged up.
On the big bed, Qin Xiao, with his eyes closed tightly all the time, shook his long eyelashes like black feathers, and turned white with his fingertips.
He was as deep as a swamp. The more he struggled, the more his body sank. He could only watch his body sink a little and wait for death
But there was light in front of him.
The light of his coming is like the light of his salvation.
Xiao was pulled out of the swamp like a new steady vitality.
Qin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.
When he saw Xue ran in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and pinched his palm.
"Does it still hurt?"
Qiao Yanran just poured some anesthetic on his wound, but the dose was relatively small.
Qin Xiao blinked. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his whole chest was blocked by a nameless emotion, which made him unable to pronounce even the most basic syllables.
He's not really dreaming.
After Qin Xiao determined the identity of the powerful man, he didn't think he could survive.
Is Did Xue ran steal him from the basement?
“…… What about him? "
After a while, Qin Xiao propped up and said in a deep voice, "you can take me back It's not good to drag you down. "
"He's dead."
Joe Yan Ran touched to touch his some hair hard silk, opening a way.
Qin Xiao rubbed to, the whole person stayed. It's just a dream. Is there such a high degree of reality? Qiao Yanran heard his whisper and looked down. She saw Qin Xiao with her eyes half closed. She said in a soft voice: "well behaved, after taking medicine for a while, it won't hurt." Qin Xiao tries to open his eyes and looks at her lips, but he can't hear what Xue ran said. His eye son some lax, finally powerless close. Qiao Yanran's step was a little faster. It didn't take long for her to turn from the back wall of Xue's house into her yard. Several small servant girls in the yard saw Qiao Yanran come back and greet her. They saw a bloody man in her arms and were shocked for a moment. "Chunxia, Ning'an, you two go out and grab some medicine to come back, and buy some bandage hemostatic drugs by the way. Qiu Ju, go and burn a bucket of hot water quickly." Qiao Yan Ran's footstep doesn't stop, toward several people open a way. Although several small servant girls are curious about the man in Qiao Yanran's arms, they also see the anxious color on her face. They don't ask more questions and go down to prepare. Qiao Yanran took the person to his boudoir, gently put it on the bed, cleaned her hands, found scissors and other tools from the room, and began to deal with the wound for him. Qin Xiao's wounds were numerous in size, and there was hardly a good piece of meat. The cloth soaked in blood has coagulated with the wound. It's a bit shocking. Many wounds are still dripping blood. She gently used the scissors to cut off the rags. Although she had already lightened her hands and feet, Qin Xiao on the bed was still humming with pain and cold sweat on her forehead. Qiao Yan Ran spent most of the time, this just will Qin Xiao whole body up and down of the cloth, all deal with clean. Hot water and boiled medicine soup finally arrived. Qiao Yanran with a clean towel to wash the wound, the wound on the external application of medicine, carefully bandaged up. On the big bed, Qin Xiao, with his eyes closed tightly all the time, shook his long eyelashes like black feathers, and turned white with his fingertips. He was as deep as a swamp. The more he struggled, the more his body sank. He could only watch his body sink a little and wait for death But there was light in front of him. The light of his coming is like the light of his salvation. Xiao was pulled out of the swamp like a new steady vitality. Qin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Xue ran in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and pinched his palm. "Does it still hurt?" Qiao Yanran just poured some anesthetic on his wound, but the dose was relatively small. Qin Xiao blinked. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his whole chest was blocked by a nameless emotion, which made him unable to pronounce even the most basic syllables. He's not really dreaming. After Qin Xiao determined the identity of the powerful man, he didn't think he could survive. Is Did Xue ran steal him from the basement? What about him? " After a while, Qin Xiao propped up and said in a deep voice, "you can take me back It's not good to drag you down. " "He's dead." Joe Yan Ran touched to touch his some hair hard silk, opening a way.
