Chapter 686：

Chapter 686

"Uncle Jiang, can you help me take a look? I want to help my brother go upstairs to rest."

"Okay, no problem." Uncle Jiang followed Qiao with the flashlight.

When the three of them passed the living room, He Yunting glanced at the coffee table suddenly, his hand on one of Qiao’s shoulders tightened.

"Those are the gifts I bought for you. I will accompany me back to the old house tomorrow."

Qiao took a step, what happened to this man, he was the one who exploded his love affair, and now, it was him who hit the gun.

The old house knows that he is ganging up with a man, how many people have been found to investigate her identity? Isn't this a provocation to take her back blatantly?

Qiao instinctively wanted to refuse. As soon as he raised his head and said a word, his lips made people take a heavy breath.

"His, it hurts." Qiao snorted.

He Yunting lowered his head and licked her lips in a soothing manner. After rubbing them twice, he whispered: "No disagreement."

Behind him, Uncle Jiang who was watching the whole process was directly petrified.

After sending He Yunting back to the bedroom, Qiao Yi told Uncle Jiang to bring the medical kit.

The wound on He Yunting's palm has not healed, and blood has soaked through the bandaged cloth strips.

As soon as Joe took the scissors, he cut the strip of cloth. The fierce and cracking wound suddenly broke into her sight, and Joe's heart was almost broken when she saw it.

"Does it hurt?"

He Yunting half leaned against the head of the bed, comforting her in a gentle voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry."

In South Africa, Zhao Yi once taught Qiao Yi how to change the dressing of the wound. When she disinfected, she not only wiped out the wound, but also asked her to use iodine with the entire palm of He Yunting's hand. Fu wiped it again.

"Will it be too exaggerated?"

"No, Zhao Yi said, the area for disinfection of the wound must be large, so as to reduce the chance of wound infection as much as possible."

After the poison was eliminated, Uncle Jiang handed her a small white plastic bottle, saying that it was given by Zhao Yi. The medicine was specially designed to treat trauma, and it worked very well.

As soon as Joe took the bottle, he looked at it in his hand. The outer shell of the bottle was bare and there was no label. At first glance, it was not a medicine that could be bought at random outside pharmacies, but a prescription for himself.

She shook the bottle, and heard the chirping inside, it seemed that there was not much left.

Unscrew the lid and smell it, she is familiar with this medicine.

In South Africa, He Yunting had a lacerated wound, and Zhao Yi gave him Yunnan Baiyao.

Joe poured some powder on the bottle cap, and then sprinkled it into the wound little by little, making sure that every gap in the wound was covered with white powder.

The bleeding wound just now stopped bleeding.

"Well, it's easy to use." Qiao said to himself.

He Yunting saw that her mood was a little wrong, and said, "This medicine will grow well soon without scars." He wanted to comfort Qiao Yi, but he didn't know what was wrong, Qiao Yi. His face suddenly sank, and his subordinates pulled the bandage forcefully, causing He Yunting to gasp in pain.

Having wrapped his hands, Qiao Yi found two more anti-inflammatories for He Yunting to take.

Neither of them had a meal in the evening. They were so hungry at the moment that they called their stomachs one by one.

He Yunting has a bad stomach and can't be hungry, so Qiao insisted on going down and making him something to eat.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, He Yunting thought that it was him who hurt his hand, Qiao Yi was so angry, and he didn't dare to stop.

There was a high-wattage permanent light in the bedroom, bright as daylight. Before Joe left, fearing that he was scared and bored, he gave him a mobile phone and a notebook.

As soon as Qiao left, Uncle Jiang followed, saying that he wanted to help Master Qiao clean up the kitchen first, so as not to hurt anyone.

The two went back to the kitchen one after the other. Uncle Jiang found the broom and the pan from behind the door. They were about to clean. When Qiao Yi suddenly asked him, "What is going on with He Yunting's claustrophobia?"

(End of this chapter)