Chapter 1101

"The towel has bacteria." Mu Xianxu frowned, "why don't you even put a medical box?"

After asking what mu Xianxu realized, he watched Mu Huahong wash his wound there and was silent.

He doesn't put any first-aid equipment, let alone any medicine here. It is clear that he will give himself a dead end. Even if he is sick or injured, he will not treat him.

Why bother.

Mu Xianxu didn't know what to say for a moment. A figure passed by Yu Guangzhong. He turned his head and saw Ying Hannian's figure stepping out of the door.

Mu Huahong also heard it. He turned his eyes and looked at it. He was disappointed.

I don't want to see him for a second.

"Father..." Mu Xianxu called him, "I'll take you to the hospital, and my car will stop at the corner of the street."

"No

Mu Huahong didn't care. He flushed his arm casually and then picked up a towel to cover the wound. "OK, you go back."

“……”

Why is he a character who can come and go at once?

Mu Xianxu helplessly looks at Mu Huahong. If Mu Huahong doesn't let go, mu Xianxu can't force him to go to the hospital.

Mu Huahong went inside and sat down on a short stool with a towel in his hand. He was leaning against the wall with a white face. His eyes were looking at the little man on the bed, and his eyes were gradually smiling.

"Who do you think the child looks like?"

He said suddenly.

Mu Xianxu came and sat down. He took a look at his arm, frowned and said, "who else can I be like? Like the two of them, they are well combined."

It combines the genes of Ying Hannian and Lin Yi, and has its own style, not exactly like one side.

"That's about the same as the cold year."

Mu Huahong said with a smile.

When Ying Han arrived at the beginning of the year, no one thought that this man would be the blood of the herdsman. Unlike Ying Yongxi and himself, he integrated everything of his parents.

On that face, he could see the shadow of Yongxi.

Listening to Mu Huahong's smile, mu Xianxu lowered his head and his eyes darkened.

My father is so gentle in the cold years.

Mu Huahong is more happy when he looks at the villain on the bed. He didn't expect to see his grandson in his life. Was Ying Hannian the same as this child when he was a child? Skin and fear of life.

For a long time, there was the sound of footsteps outside mixed with the sound of rain.

One man was standing at the door with a medicine box. "Fifth young master, Mr. Ying asked me to take the medicine box."

Mu Xianxu's eyes lit up when he looked at Mu Huahong. It seemed that when he met Xiaojing and yinghannian, his father was angry.

"He's thinking about you."

Mu Xianxu said with a smile. He got up and went to get the medicine box. He put it in front of Mu Huahong and asked, "can I give you medicine?"

Mu Huahong sat there, as if hesitating.

"This is from him." Mu Xianxu.

"Good."

Mu Huahong no longer refused and reached for the towel.

When mu Xianxu opened the medicine box, he was not good at treating injuries. He only remembered that when he accompanied Jiang Rao in the hospital, any wound needed to be disinfected first, so he picked up a bottle of medicine and said, "father, I'll disinfect you first."

"All right."

Mu Huahong stretched out his arm, and the long opening made him look startling.

Mu Xianxu opened the lid of the potion, but he didn't know how to get it, so he went straight to Mu Huahong's arm.

"Er --"

Mu Huahong snorted, and the pain instantly engulfed him. He bit his teeth without making a sound, but his pupils were constricted, and he almost breathed.

"Father? Father

Mu Xianxu saw him so surprised that he quickly stood up, "did I use the wrong medicine?"

"Keep it down. Don't make the baby sleep." Mu Huahong repressed his pain and leaned back against the wall. He was breathing harder and harder, and his arm was shaking.

“……”

Mu Xianxu was a little at a loss, so he went to the medicine box to look again.

Suddenly, his shoulder was held down, and the next second, he was pushed away.

Mu Xianxu turns his eyes and looks at the wet Ying cold year in amazement. He appears in the room again.

“……”

Mu Huahong looks at Ying Hannian in amazement. Ying Hannian sat down in the position where mu Xianxu was sitting, took out a pair of gloves from the medicine box, put them on, and took up the syringe inside to give the medicine. Then he grabbed Mu Huahong's arm and pushed the medicine with a cold faceGo in.

Sharp pain in the skin.

But mu Huahong suddenly didn't feel the pain. He just looked at Ying Hannian's face.

Ying Hannian treated Mu Huahong's wound without saying a word from beginning to end. At last, he sewed up the opened skin and wrapped it in gauze.

Blood, of course, no more.

The gauze shows the color of the medicine.

The rain outside is still falling, crackling on the roof, as if to overturn the hut at any time.

After all this, Ying Hannian reaches out and takes off the gloves stained with blood and medicine. Mu Xianxu watches the whole process around him. He looks at Ying Hannian in surprise and says, "can you still do this?"

What's wrong with him in this cold year?

"If you don't have a medical license, do you want to try?"

Ying Hannian gave him a cold glance.

“……”

Mu Xianxu didn't speak, and bent down to clean up the mess on the ground.

Mu Huahong sat there, holding his numb arm, and said, "it's a good stitch. How long will you learn this?"

Hearing this, Ying Hannian raised his eyes to look at him. He raised his thin lips and said, "those who sew blindly will leave a centipede scar."

"I don't want one without scars."

Mu Huahong smiles.

This is the wound that my son sewed for him. How can I do without a mark.

“……”

neuropathy.

Should cold year difference turn a white eye, get up to walk to bedside, pulled quilt to small scene.

"Take a shower first and change into clean clothes." Mu Huahong got up and said.

Ying Hannian ignored him and only looked at his son.

“……”

Mu Huahong and mu Xianxu look at each other and don't speak any more.

……

It rained all night and didn't stop until morning.

Lin Yi wakes up in a daze, only to find that Ying Hannian is not around her. She sits up from the car, looks at the blanket on her body, and looks out the window at the broken sky.

Anyone here?

As if thinking of something, Lin Yi looked at the mobile phone that had been playing video all night.

The screen was still on, still at that angle, but the cabin was empty and the bed was empty.

Mu Huahong and Xiaojing disappeared.

What happened?

Lin Yi picks up the mobile phone, turns off the video and calls Ying Hannian. No one answers. After thinking about it, she calls mu Xianxu again.

At this time, in the hut, Mu Huahong is busy trying to make some breakfast for Ying Hannian, but the problem is that he doesn't go shopping at all, and there is no market near here.

He looked at a piece of rice or egg, and was embarrassed. He usually chooses some wild vegetables at most, but now it is impossible for Ying Hannian and Xiaojing to eat them.