Yan Junqing felt heartbroken when she saw her daughter's appearance. She wrapped up the little bun and patted it: "Be good, don't cry. My father is here. Let's apply the medicine." After saying that, he held the little bun in his arms.

Sitting on the edge of the bed facing Meng Xian.

Meng Xian signaled him to fix the little bun's arms to prevent the little bun from touching his face with his hands when he refused to apply the medicine. Yan Junqing carefully fixed the little bun's arms. Sang Qiqi walked over and said, "Master, you

Put your hands on the princess's bottom to prevent the clothes from rubbing against the princess' hands."

Yan Junqing lifted up his sleeves and put his hands under Xiao Baozi's hands. Meng Xian saw that they had done everything well and continued to apply white cream from the blue bottle to Xiao Baozi's face, carefully

When I put it on the wound, it was the same as before. It was too irritating and made my whole body twitch in pain.

But because she had no strength and couldn't cry, she had to shake her head to prevent Meng Xian from touching her. Seeing this, Yan Junqing had no choice but to ask Ye Jiangxue to come over and help pad the little bun's hand, while she freed her hand to hold the little bun down.

His head, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart trembled.

Meng Xian had no choice but to speed up, otherwise he would not know when he would be able to finish applying the medicine, so he quickly helped Little Baozi smear the wound on his face, then asked Ye Jiangxue to lift Little Baozi's hand, and then he would apply the medicine to the wound on his hand.

Apply the ointment and signal to them that they can put the bun down.

Meng Xian turned around and handed the medicine bottle to Sang Qiqi and said, "Here is this for you. Apply it to her twice a day. It will definitely hurt a little the first time, but it will be much better after that. You don't need to ask so many people for help."

Excuse me, I see that your hand is also injured, please wipe it yourself."

Sang Qiqi nodded and took the medicine bottle, carefully placed it in his sleeve for safekeeping, and then said: "It doesn't matter to me, the princess's wound..."

Meng Xian walked towards Ling Ziliang and picked up Ling Ziliang who was still kneeling there. He bent down and patted the dust on his body and said, "She is fine. She has tender skin so she looks serious. In fact, the wound is not deep.

It will heal within three or four days after applying the medicine, and there will be no scars.”

Meng Xian's voice was slightly loud, probably deliberately meant to be heard by the two people who were coaxing Little Baozi to sleep. After hearing this, Sang Qiqi actually breathed a sigh of relief and slumped aside, regardless of other people's reactions. Ling Ziliang also let go

With a caring heart, no matter how big brother punishes himself, little Baozi will be fine.

Ye Jiangxue touched the head of the little bun lying in Yan Junqing's arms and comforted him: "Good boy, go to sleep. It's okay."

——In fact, Ye Jiangxue still cares about her daughter.

Yan Junqing held Little Baozi in her arms and patted her back to let her sleep. Little Baozi also patted Haqie and was about to rub her eyes with her hands, but Yan Junqing pulled her hand down, fearing that she would touch her wound. Little Baozi seemed

Knowing that Yan Junqing was worried, he touched Yan Junqing's face and shouted with his mouth open: "Father, father."

When Yan Junqing heard this, his whole body was shocked, and then he looked at the little bun and said, "Didn't Luo Ming call me just now, did you call me again?"

"Father, father." Little Baozi shouted again.
Chapter completed!