Yun Er woke up, his painful forehead was covered with fine sweat, after Yun San wiped it off with a handkerchief, the anesthetic took effect, and the wound on his waist and abdomen became numb, without any pain.

She finally gathered some strength, and said with an airy voice: "I don't know, there are some Orientals among those people. It was Young Master Feng who sent us back to Jincheng. Fortunately, the young master didn't come back with us."

Chu Yunyao was thinking about Xiu'er in her heart, and she handled Yun Er's wound with both hands, and asked, "How is Xiu'er?"

"The young master is fine. The last time he was in a coma, the young master was bullied by Miss He's girl. The young master stabbed the man with a knife. The girl bled so much that it stimulated the young master, and the young master fell into a coma. of.

In a fit of anger, Young Master Feng shot and executed the girl. Second Young Master Feng and the Eldest Miss kept watching Young Master wake up. When we went, Young Master had already recovered.

When you are happy, you can still have a few brief words with Feng Shao and Missy...it's just the war in the south..." Yun Er said guiltily: "Yun Er is incompetent, he has no ability to be safe Bring the young master back. "

Hearing what Yun Er said, Chu Yunyao felt inexplicable.

Although she knew that Mo Lingwei would protect Xiu'er with her life, she never thought that Feng Shaojin would be so nice to Xiu'er.

If Feng Shaojin was only treating Xiu'er for Mo Lingwei's sake, Chu Yunyao would still understand.

But a child's feelings cannot be deceived. If Feng Shaojin hadn't treated Xiu'er very well like Mo Lingwei, it would be impossible for Xiu'er to rely on Feng Shaojin like Mo Lingwei.

After all, since she witnessed Mo Jinyu's death in front of him with her own eyes, although Xiu'er was still young, her defense was as strong as a steel armor. It was impossible to trust someone easily.

In any case, Xiu'er is safe for the time being, being protected desperately by Feng Shaojin, that's enough.

Chu Yunyao used tweezers to pinch out the bullet in her waist and abdomen, cleaned the wound with water, and started to sew with a needle and thread.

The anesthetic did not last long, and at the moment when the anesthetic failed, Chu Yunyao finally got the last stitch.

The dense pain struck again, and Yun Er's sweat wet his clothes.

Chu Yunyao simply cut off the clothes on her body, wiped off the fine sweat on her body with a dry cotton cloth, and gave her another injection of anesthetic, "The operation was successful, close your eyes and sleep for a while, I will hang water for you, Don't think about anything, after a few days of recuperation, the wound will heal."

When I went to the south, I brought a lot of people with me. When I returned to the north from the south, I encountered an attack on the road, and so many sisters died. If Feng Shaojin's people hadn't arrived in time, maybe they would have wiped out even one of them. I can't come back.

After finally rushing back with all their lives, there were not many people alive.

It was the first time for Yun Er to witness such a tragedy with his own eyes. He originally thought that Chu Yunyao would punish him, and felt uneasy, but when he heard that Chu Yunyao had no intention of blaming himself at all, he felt even more guilty.

The suppressed tears could no longer be restrained and burst out.

"Miss, the sisters I brought..." Yun Er's lips trembled.

"My condolences." Chu Yunyao said solemnly, "Swords and guns have no eyes, where there are wars and conflicts, there will be casualties. It is good to live well and avenge them."

Chu Yunyao also felt very uncomfortable. The girls in Lingyunmen were all raised by themselves. Although they were allowed to train on weekdays, she tried her best not to let them do such extremely dangerous things, but she never expected to go there. Traveling to the south, she actually lost so many lives, which was beyond her expectation...