Chapter 590: Little brother, why don't we have a tacit understanding?
It has to be said that since Xuanyuan Jin's life experience was exposed, the reputation of Ford Academy has also increased.
Originally it was only famous in Fengqi County, but now it is famous throughout Qingzhou Prefecture.
Ford Academy had a gimmick of a champion, and a gimmick of a prince, and all the wealthy families in Qingzhou Prefecture got wind of it.
Nowadays, there are already thresholds for admission to Ford College.
There is no way, otherwise, the academy will be overcrowded.
Xuanyuan Jin looked at the little sugar baby and finally asked, "Are you scared?"
The little sugar baby looked confused.
"……afraid of what?"
Xuanyuan Jin pursed his lips and said angrily: "Are you really not understanding, or are you just pretending not to understand?"
Little sugar baby, "...are I wearing the same outfit?"
By the way, why don’t we have a tacit understanding?
The little sugar baby blinked his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Jin with an innocent expression.
Xuanyuan Jin, "..."
He gave in instantly.
"You are still young. Although you have already started studying medicine, it is said that it is very scary for a woman to give birth to a child. Your sisters-in-law and others all have men. If they want to accompany you, your brother and the others should accompany you. There is no reason for you to be accompanied by a little girl.
Well, what should I do if I scare you..."
Xuanyuan Jin complained nonstop, looking at the little sugar baby with eyes filled with distress.
The little sugar baby immediately said: "Brother, I am not afraid at all. It is a very sacred thing to be able to see the birth of little lives with your own eyes."
Xuanyuan Jin looked at the little sugar baby and suddenly felt his eyes were blurry.
Because he discovered that the little sugar baby seemed to be covered with a halo.
Xuanyuan Jin blinked quickly and subconsciously squeezed the little sugar baby's hand.
Then, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good, he was wrong.
A little girl is still a little girl.
"hiss!"
The little sugar baby hissed in pain, and his little face wrinkled into a little bun.
No way, Xuanyuan Jin happened to be holding her left hand, which was the hand that several sisters-in-law had taken turns to hold.
"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Jin was startled, but subconsciously held his hand tighter.
Little sugar baby, "..."
My hand hurts even more.
"Brother, let go, my hand hurts." The little sugar baby said with a sad face.
Xuanyuan Jin was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and looked down at the little sugar baby's little hand.
The originally white, tender and fleshy little hands turned red.
Also, it seems to be swollen.
"How? Who hurt you?!"
Xuanyuan Jin's body suddenly burst out with a ruthless aura.
The whole person's momentum changed suddenly!
The little sugar baby was startled.
The little brother looks like he wants to kill someone.
As for that?
"No, no one, I did it accidentally." The little sugar baby quickly took the blame.
Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Jin didn't believe it at all.
"Can you make braised pig's trotters with your own hands?" Xuanyuan Jin glared at the little sugar baby.
Little sugar baby, "..."
Brother, you are not allowed to make personal attacks.
"It's your sisters-in-law!" Xuanyuan Jin said.
The tone is affirmative.
The little sugar baby knew that he couldn't hide it any more, so he simply said: "My sister-in-law didn't mean it. As you know, it hurts a lot for women to give birth. My sisters-in-law screamed in pain and forgot to control their strength..."
"
The more the little sugar baby spoke, the lower his voice became.
Because, the air pressure on Xuanyuan Jin's body is getting lower and lower.
Totally like the rhythm before the storm.
The little sugar baby carefully tugged on Xuanyuan Jin's sleeve and said deliberately: "Brother, I'm afraid of you like this."
Xuanyuan Jin, "..."
He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his angry mood.
only--
"You're stupid! Why do you let them hold your hand? It's none of your business that they hurt you? You're a little girl and you shouldn't be in the delivery room. Now you've made your hands look like this. It's simply...
"
Xuanyuan Jin couldn't speak anymore and looked like he was about to run away.
Immediately, he grabbed the little sugar baby's arm and walked quickly to the big house.
As soon as Wang Zhong saw the little sugar baby coming, a smile appeared on his face, and Xuanyuan Jin ordered with a straight face: "Bring the jade snow ointment!"
Wang Zhong didn't know what was going on, but he knew that Jade Snow Ointment was a top-quality ointment.
So, after listening to Xuanyuan Jin's words, he quickly ran to the cabinet and took out a small white porcelain bottle from the medicine box.
Xuanyuan Jin was furious, picked up the little sugar baby and gently put it on the chair.
Immediately, he took the ointment handed over by Wang Zhong and carefully applied it to the little sugar baby's little hands.
Although his face was clouded, his movements were very gentle.
Wang Zhong couldn't help feeling heartbroken when he saw the little sugar baby's slightly red and swollen hands.
"How did you do this?" Wang Zhong asked in shock, "Does it hurt?"
"Hehe, it doesn't hurt." The little sugar baby quickly shook his head with a smile.
If she dared to say it hurt, the little brother in front of her would definitely be in a violent storm again.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Xuanyuan Jin had a gloomy face and pressed the little sugar baby's hand.
The little sugar baby made an "ah" sound in pain.
When Wang Zhong saw it, he felt distressed and said quickly: "Master, please be gentle! How about I come here..."
Xuanyuan Jin raised his head and glanced at Wang Zhong.
Wang Zhong, "...Young Master, please do it."
The look in the young master's eyes is so scary.
Wang Zhong shuddered.
Immediately, he thought: The young master must be more distressed than himself by the way Tangbao's hands look like.
"Uncle Wang, go to Su's house and tell him that Sugar Baby is injured!" Xuanyuan Jin ordered with a cold face.
"No, no! Don't!" The little sugar baby was startled.
If Uncle Wang passes this word on, not only the Su family will be blown up, but the entire Daliushu Village will be blown up.
"I just have some pain in my hand, but I haven't hurt any bones. I'll probably be fine in a day, no, half a day." The little sugar baby looked at Xuanyuan Jin and said flatteringly, "Also, has my brother noticed that I deliberately let my sisters-in-law hold my hand?"
I have my left hand, so eating, writing, etc. will not be affected. Am I very smart?"
"What about going to the toilet?" Xuanyuan Jin asked expressionlessly.
Little sugar baby, "..."
His expression stiffened.
Little brother, we are all decent people, can we not talk about going to the toilet?
"You still claim to be smart?" Xuanyuan Jin snorted, "A smart person would let someone make his hands look like this? He is so stupid!"
After saying that, while blowing the pig angrily, he picked up the white cloth on the side and wrapped it around the little sugar baby's little hand.
Then, wrapped around and around again...
Little Tangbao looked at his little hand, which was wrapped into a big white and fat rice dumpling, and said somewhat speechlessly: "Brother, isn't this a waste of fabric?"
Is it so exaggerated?
Moreover, with your hands wrapped like this, eating and writing will not be affected, but going to the toilet will definitely be difficult...
After hearing what the little sugar baby said, Xuanyuan Jin kept saying with his hands: "It's okay, I have plenty of money and I'm not afraid of wasting it! Don't take it off! After eating, I'll take you back and change your dressing tomorrow!"
Little sugar baby, "..."
What's the difference between not taking it off and going back like this, and publicizing that you're injured in the village?
I'm afraid that this trip will cause a stir in the whole village.
"Brother, I'm not going back today, so I'm staying here!" the little sugar baby said simply.
Anyway, the swelling on my hand will definitely subside by tomorrow, and there will be no need to change the dressing at all.