"Don't worry, miss. The poison is not deep. It has been relieved. There are some troubles in these wounds. First, sew up the wounds, and then put on some scar removing cream prepared by me and my master. It will be soon cured." Said Qingshuang as she sewed up the wound, and the black old man was busy at the same time.

"Who in the world is so cruel, even to feng'er under such a hand." Black old man likes Jomo Maple very much.

Although it's not Ning Mengyao's own son, it's not polite to be a sensible man?

For these old men, it's good to be like a grandson. Every day, he will go to talk with them. Can they not like such filial and polite children?

When he saw his wound like this, if he had not been busy dealing with the wound for the child, he would have gone out of his way and had to skin and bone all those people.

"Grandpa, don't worry. We won't let those people feel better. Qingshuang, go to Nanyu after you deal with it. I'll give it to you."

"Don't worry, miss." Qingshuang smiles, what does it mean to be handed over to them? People who have been together for a long time all know how to deal with it.

The old black man was relieved to give it to Qingshuang and Nanyu.

His apprentice, and his son-in-law's means of dealing with people, are very powerful.

After Qingshuang treated the wound almost, he gave it to the black old man, and he left in a hurry.

Besides Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang going to the secret room to pick up some children, the rest stayed here.

When Qiao Mo Feng woke up, he saw Feng Xiao sitting on the edge with tired face. His eyes were black and blue, and his stubble had grown. His clothes were wrinkled, as if they hadn't been changed for a long time.

Joe Mo Feng moved, has been paying attention to his Feng Xiao found.

Seeing him open his eyes, Feng Xiao's face was full of surprise and excitement.

"Feng'er wakes up. Come and have a look, Grandpa black." Don't give Qiao Mo Feng the chance to talk, Feng Xiao hurriedly ran out and said anxiously.

Black old man and Ning Mengyao all run in, and Qiao moshang is running in the front.

Looking at Qiao Mo Feng's face wrapped with gauze, only showing his eyes, mouth and nose, Qiao Mo's sad flat mouth, seems to want to cry.

"Brother, do you hurt? I'll blow it for you. "

"Brother doesn't hurt, Shanger doesn't worry. Can I play with Shanger when he is ready?" Just thinking of his injured face, he lost some in his heart. I'm afraid he will wear a mask in the future. Otherwise, what can I do if I scare my brother and sister?

Qiaomo Shang tightly holds qiaomo Feng's hand. Seeing that old man Hei wants to show him the injury, he quickly kicks off his shoes and climbs to bed. He kneels down beside qiaomo Feng, one hand still holding qiaomo Feng's hand.

When the black old man untied the gauze on Joe mofeng's face to reveal the wound inside, Joe mofeng's death immediately blew up.

"My brother is deceiving me. How can I hurt like this? My brother, Shanger will avenge you." Qiao Mo Shang holds Qiao Mo Feng's hand tightly. His eyes are full of grievances. How can his brother suffer such a serious injury?

"Don't worry, Shanger. My brother will be fine soon." Qiao Mo Feng was worried about scaring Qiao Mo Shang. Who knows that he didn't respond at all.

Feng Xiao looks at Qiao Mo Shang like that. There is a smile in his eyes. His son is not good at this little thing. Now he knows how to protect the baby.

Have Qiao Mo to mourn beside, Qiao Mo Feng feels the wound on his face also does not seem to be so painful.

"Feng'er, take good care of your injury. Don't worry. Grandpa will make your injury as good as before. You are so handsome. How can you leave such ugly scars on your face?" Black old man said as he wrapped gauze for Jomo Feng.

"Grandpa, feng'er's face will be ok?" Although he is a boy, should not care so much, just Niang said, please yourself, whether it is men and women, do not want to look ugly and ugly.

Black old man nodded: "don't worry, when the line on your face is removed and the wound is healed, Grandpa will use the best scar removing ointment for you, and soon the scar on your face will be gone."

"Thank you Grandpa."

"I'll have something to eat later, but only light ones." After another exhortation, I left.