Wu Yufei was also stunned for a moment, looking at hiding behind Alai and refusing to see his voyage. He didn't know how to open his mouth for a while, but he felt uncomfortable.

"Is there a medicine box?"

At this time, Ye Ting suddenly ran over and spoke to Alai in a deep voice. Her face was not good.

Alai regained his consciousness and got up to rummage for a while. Then he ran to Yin Shaolong with the medicine box in his arms. As a result, he stopped in front of him and his eyes became red.

At the moment, the man was in a mess. His original coat was no longer visible. A large amount of blood was stained in the gray and black, emitting a strong smell. However, one of his arms was still dripping with blood, which had rolled down onto the sofa along his wrist, but he didn't notice it at all.

Yin Shaolong's face was pale. He reclined on the sofa with his eyes closed. He could not tell whether he was sleeping or waking up.

Ye Ting took the medicine box from Alai's hand and whispered to her, "it's all your good deeds!"

Alai is stunned for a moment and then looks up. Ye Ting has already begun to tear up Yin Shaolong's clothes, and then cooperates with blue butterfly to help him deal with the wound.

The moment his clothes were taken off, Alai could not help but cover his mouth.

There are a lot of scars on the man's body. It seems that many explosive fragments have not entered his body, so that the wounds are all over the place. Obviously, the arm with blood dripping is particularly serious, and there are many scars on the shoulder and back, which have almost been condensed into a large area by blood and gray black.

"Clear water." Ye Ting opens her mouth in a deep voice. Alai doesn't care to argue with her. She turns around and runs to the toilet to fetch a basin of water. Then she stands beside her nervously with hanghang, watching them help Yin Shaolong deal with the wound.

As Yin Shaolong's brows wrinkled, Alai's hands clenched into a ball.

"Well..."

It seems that a piece of shrapnel has gone deep, and Yin Shaolong utters a dull hum.

At the same time, Alai also subconsciously reached out and landed on Ye Ting: "a little lighter."

Ye Ting coldly swept her one eye, did not make a voice.

Alai held his breath and gazed. After a few seconds, he couldn't help saying again, "why don't I come?"

But Ye Ting didn't mean to give in. LAN die hesitated for a moment and didn't give it to Alai. After all, she didn't know whether Alai had experience in dealing with wounds. He didn't want to make fun of the safety of the little Lord.

Seeing Yin Shaolong's forehead exuded a lot of cold sweat, Alai quickly took a towel to help him wipe it up: "bear it again, bear it again, and it will soon be good."

"Get out of my way! Don't get in the way Ye Ting pushes Alai away. Alai is unprepared and staggers back for two steps. If Wu Yufei did not happen to stand at a distance and hold her, she would fall to the ground.

Alai's face was also a little cold. Originally, he wanted to say something, but seeing that Yin Shaolong's wound had not been dealt with and did not want to delay any more, he was silent and did not respond.

Wu Yufei looks at Ye Ting with a frown. Ye Ting sneers at her. She does not hide her disgust at them. She turns her head and continues to treat the wound for Yin Shaolong.

But adults will think about the overall situation, but children will not think so much.

After returning to God, the voyage rushed to Alai and pointed to Ye Ting in an angry voice: "you bad woman! Why do you push my mother! "

"You little bastard! Shut up Ye Ting gets up again, and her cruel eyes fall on Hang Hang Hang.