This kind of Jiang Xiao is really a bit like that time ten years ago. Meng had a hot heart in the past years. Where would he be willing to say a word about her?

"Nothing. I'll go out with you."

Jiang Xiao chuckled.

Meng came to her in the past year, stretched out his hand and knocked on her head, "you can't help you with me."

Just now she deliberately mentioned fan Ling, and it was clear that she also wanted to put out the fire for him.

After all, as soon as his fire burned, it was likely that she cried later. If he mentions outsiders, his mind will be distorted. Now it is.

Fan Ling has drunk several cups of tea.

Sister Rong made him a big fair cup. After drinking one cup, he could pour another cup on the hand he didn't hurt. Seeing that the big cup was finished, she heard the footsteps outside the living room.

Jiang Xiao and Meng came in side by side in the past years.

Seeing that the couple had been married for so many years, fan Ling couldn't help laughing.

"I thought you had forgotten my injury." Then the couple closed the door and told each other.

Meng Longxing swaggered over, sat down opposite him and made tea.

"We are not that kind of people."

Jiang Xiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this. If she hadn't mentioned fan Ling, he might be that kind of person.

"I'll show you my hand now."

Although he felt a little sour watching Jiang Xiao help other men heal their wounds, at this time she was equal to a doctor. Fan Ling was just an injured patient. No matter how sour his heart was, he could only swallow it.

Besides, Meng didn't want to see fan Ling's arm become useless. He broke his bone directly. If it doesn't heal well, his arm strength and flexibility will be affected in the future.

For ordinary people, there may be no problem, but for people like them, if their Kung Fu is weak, it is likely to be more dangerous in the future.

Meng didn't want fan Ling to lose his skill in the past years.

Over the years, he and fan Ling can't be called friends, but they also have a special friendship. For example, they have the same skills. Maybe they subconsciously cherish each other.

Jiang Xiao untied fan Ling's bandage, removed the splint of his arm, took his pulse and hissed, "your bones are broken. It's connected, but there's still a slight mistake. You have to correct it again."

In addition to the broken bone, there was a deep bone wound on his arm. Although it was not very long, it was terrible to look at such a wound.

"In addition, did you inhale anything poisonous? There's a little heat poison in your body. Don't you feel uncomfortable these days? The wound should be uncomfortable. "

Jiang Xiao didn't expect fan Ling to be hurt more than Meng in the past, and he was poisoned.

Meng Xinian and fan Ling were also stunned. They really didn't know.

"Poison?" Meng used to look cold and sink down and look at fan Ling, "don't you feel it?"

Fan Ling didn't feel it, but he didn't think it was poison. He just thought it might be that the task was too tired, and then he went back and forth from country n. there was no time for him to fall down due to the time difference. In addition, he was inconvenient to take a bath due to the injury of his arm. He probably washed and wiped it. Several reasons combined, so he felt very uncomfortable these days.

"The wound really hurts. It hurts even more at night. It hurts when drilling bones. It's a little itchy, and I always feel a little irritable." He said.

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