"Erdong, you are finally here. Uncle is so hard for you!" The dignified seven-foot man shed tears in front of her. In the past two years, the only person who can make him have the belief to live is Zhao Erdong. He is waiting for her all the time. As long as she is here, he can still keep his eyes closed even if he dies. His elderly parents can have something to rely on, and someone can support them in their old age and see them off, so he can close his eyes with peace of mind!

Zhao Erdong couldn't help crying again. She leaned beside her uncle's bed and held his hand. "Uncle, I will never leave again, I will never let others bully you again, never again,"

Xiaolong looked at Yuan Baimo and said, "Why can't my uncle get off in bed?"

"Is this your child?" Yuan Baimo looked at Xiaolong and Xiaohu in surprise. What a beautiful child, very spiritual, and a natural sense of dignity.

"Well, it's me and the ruthless child, twins, this is the little dragon, this is the little tiger." After a pause, she said again, "Uncle, leave everything to me, don't worry." As if she understood my uncle's worries, she made a promise to him.

Yuan Baimo nodded, looked at Xiaolong and Xiaohu, and smiled and said, "I'm sorry Xiaolong and Xiaohu. My uncle's leg is injured. He can't get out of bed, and he can't play with Xiaolong and Xiaohu."

When Xiaolong heard this, he quickly looked up at his mother and said, "Mom, can I treat my uncle's injuries?"

Zhao Erdong was stunned, "Will you cure your injuries?"

Xiaolong pouted, as if he was very dissatisfied with the expression his mother gave him. His mother underestimated him too much. He did not answer his mother's words and walked straight to his uncle and said, "Uncle, you can hold it a little bit, it will hurt."

Although he didn't know if he was really capable, Yuan Baimo accepted it happily. He smiled and said, "Uncle is not afraid of pain, Xiaolong just give it a try."

Xiaolong handed him a warm and bright smile, his pink little hand covered Yuan Baimo's leg bones, and circles of brilliant golden energy flowed out of his palms, giving the bone that had long been necrotic and broken.

The beads of sweat as big as beans dripped from Yuan Baimo's forehead, and the bones of bones were reborn, which were beyond the reach of people.

Seeing that he was like this, Zhao Erdong quickly stuffed a cloth towel into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.

When he activated his divine eyes and visited Yuan Baimo's injured leg, he saw that the originally broken bones and the necrotic muscles were magically resurrecting. The golden energy was released from the palm of Xiaolong's palm, warming Yuan Baimo's bones and blood, causing his long-standing legs to gradually regain their vitality.

Seeing Xiaolong's forehead sweating, Zhao Erdong pulled Xiaohu and said, "Go and help your brother."

Xiaohu shook his head, "I don't have the ability to save people. My hands are killing moves when I take action, and I can't be like my brother."

After hearing this, Zhao Erdong secretly rejoiced that he was lucky that when he was pregnant with them, he explained the truth to them continuously every day, which improved Xiaohu's originally violent personality. Otherwise, he would really become a demon who only knows how to massacre.

If they are so young, they can have such powerful power. What will happen to them when they become adults in the future?

"It's moving, it's moving, Bai Mo's toes moved." The toes, which had no intuition for two years, had just moved a few times. Xiaolong was really capable, but the skill of a cup of tea could give a chance to be reborn.
Chapter completed!