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1107. Although she is small, she is not small

Lan Cang's pale and delicate face blushed slightly: "Achi, he stole your things, I have to help you get it back no matter what!"

Feng Qingyu: "..."

She sighed slightly: "No matter how good that thing is, it's just a dead thing. Why does your own life matter? What's more, you are not his opponent at all. If you keep fighting like this, you will lose your life in vain, so why bother?"

Lan Cang lowered his head: "Achi, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent...but-"

He raised his head again, a pair of slightly feminine eyes flashed with determination: "No matter what, even if I fight for my life, I can't let your things fall into the hands of this evil villain!" [

This is his promise to his childhood friend. Even if he can't do it, he will still fight for it with his life...

Feng Qingyu sighed, not knowing what to say to him: "You are still as stubborn as before, as stubborn as a calf. [txt novel download www.]"

She knew that the shark always kept its promises, but now that he was injured like this, she didn't want to blame him harshly anymore.

She looked at him and frowned slightly: "Your wound is still bleeding, haven't you applied any medicine?"

Lan Cang lowered his eyes: "Up... up."

But the wound was too big and deep, and immediately after the medicine was applied, it was washed away by water and blood.

Therefore, his guards could only bandage him first, and then bandage him again after returning to the Sharman Palace.

Feng Qingyu probably also figured this out, and said: "Okay, you can't wait for your injury. You'd better return to the Shark Palace as soon as possible? Take good care of your injuries..."

Lancang's guards also hurriedly persuaded: "Yes, Your Highness, let's go back to the palace first."

"No! I must see the ginseng fruit taken back with my own eyes before I leave." Lan Cang shook his head stubbornly and refused to leave no matter what.

Feng Qingyu rubbed the center of her eyebrows. After all, she and Lan Cang had played together for so many years, so she naturally understood his character. Even if he was stubborn, even ten oxen could not pull him back.

She sighed: "Okay, then you can stay. But your wound will have to be treated again."

The wound on Lan Cang's back was the most severe, reaching the bone. Even though it was wrapped with thick gauze, blood still seeped out from time to time and floated in the water...

Feng Qingyu lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, stretched out her palm, and a needle appeared in her palm, with a piece of flesh-colored thread on it: "Untie the gauze, and I will sew you a few stitches."

When she was an agent in modern times, in order to facilitate her own treatment when she was injured, she learned basic suturing surgery, which came in handy now.

Lan Cang was stunned, he had never seen suturing before, and shrank slightly: "How many stitches?"

"That's right, you won't bleed after a few stitches. Quick, take off the bandage!"

Although she is small, she is quite powerful.

Lan Cang shuddered and seemed to see Xiaoyanchi from before again...[

When he used to play with her, he had to listen to her. He would often obey her wishes and do things when she yelled at her——

Now I didn't expect that a man like him would subconsciously obey her when he saw her at such a young age, as if he had returned to his childhood...

However, he was still very sweet in his heart when she yelled at him today, because she was really doing it for his own good...

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