He shook his head and said to Father Mo: "Uncle, I'm sorry, Mo Ling really has something important to do, so he won't go in." Then he took out two small porcelain bottles from his body, one white and one blue.
He handed it to Father Mo: "These two bottles of medicine are secret palace medicines. They are very effective in treating trauma. The powder is applied externally and the pills are used internally. Please give them to..." He seemed unable to say the name and bit his lip.
He continued: "Give it to Weiwei!"
"Ah, such a precious thing..." Father Mo was too melancholy to accept it.
Mo Ling grabbed his hand, put the medicine bottle into his hand, and sighed: "Old man, take it and let her take care of herself. Mo Ling will say goodbye now! Take care!"
After saying that, he flew up and flew away into the distance, disappearing into the woods in the blink of an eye.
Mo Laoliu stopped laughing bitterly when he saw him disappear, looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand, chuckled, and walked into the house.
When she entered Bai Weiwei's room, she heard two girls asking her eagerly what was going on.
Bai Weiwei said in a relaxed tone: "As I said, we met the bad guy! He was beaten away by that Mo Ling." Then seeing Mo Lao approaching, he asked in surprise: "Huh? Your dad, why don't you go to accompany that guy?"
Where is Prince Mo?"
"He said he had something to do. He gave me two bottles of plaster and asked me to give them to you and left." Mo Laoliu said.
"Oh." Bai nodded slightly.
Was what you just said a bit harsh?
In fact, it was an unintentional mistake on his part. He thought that the other person was quite nice and saved his own life. It was a bit wrong to treat him like this!
He shook his head, forget it, and try to make up for it with a better attitude next time you see him.
"I am a prince, so naturally there are many things to do." Mo Laoliu seemed to be sighing and put the ointment on the table.
Xi'er sat next to her and kept saying, "I'm scared to death. Miss, tell me how the bad guy hurt you?"
"What are you afraid of? I'm not dead. How did you hurt me? You hit me with that stone." Bai patted the table slightly and said.
"What does that bad guy look like?" Xi'er asked.
"Um, big shoulders, round waist, beard, beer belly." He joked casually.
"Beer belly? What is it?"
"..."
"He's just fat and fat."
"Then how did Prince Bao subdue him? What happened after he was subdued?"
"He just went up and knocked me unconscious. I don't know how he subdued him. It might be like this, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish."
She clapped her hands in admiration as if she saw the heroic scene of Mo Ling through her hands.
Mo Laoliu also chuckled at her funny actions.
"Ouch -" Bai Weiwei hugged her head. She moved too hard and pulled the wound on her head. It hurt!
"Miss!"
"Are you okay?"
"slight?"
Several people quickly stopped laughing.
"It's okay, I just scratched the wound. Oops, I have a little headache." Bai Wei shook his head and said.
Mo Laoliu looked at the wet clothes still clinging to Bai Weiwei's body and the half-dried hair on his head, and shouted: "Oh, look, you are just talking, your clothes are still wet, hurry up
, Xi'er, hurry up and get some hot water and help clean Weiwei's wounds. Let's all go out and let her change into clean clothes."