Chapter 1477

Bao'er squeezed in from the door and stood in front of Li Changqing: "Let me help."

Li Changqing turned around, and saw a woman with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a man's attire, her long hair was rolled up, and she was covered with a wide, gray and puffy dress, but the face that bullied Shuang Saixue The small face is still breathtakingly beautiful.

She blinked, her clear eyes swept around the lobby, and the frown between her brows became tighter and tighter.

Li Changqing was unfamiliar with this face, she looked away from Chu Yunyao's face and landed on Bao'er, and asked in surprise, "Are you...?"

Bao'er introduced herself: "You are Changqing girl, I often hear Mr. Mu mentioning you, my name is Bao'er, this is my young wife."

Li Changqing: "..."

When Li Changqing saw Chu Yunyao for the first time, Chu Yunyao was still small, with a veil covering her face, her hair was withered and yellow, she looked like a child of eleven or twelve years old.

What impacted her the most was not that she pitied Young Master Mo for marrying such an ugly woman like everyone else, but that Chu Yunyao raised the knife and took out the bullet for her master.

His hands were quick, firm and steady, and his eyes were firm and confident. That kind of eyes were not what a young girl should have at all.

About Mrs. Mo's heroic, cruel, resourceful, cruel, merciless, brilliant, or unbearable deeds are all intermittently heard from outsiders. Although Li Changqing knew that Chu Yunyao had recovered her appearance, she never thought of Chu Yunyao who had recovered her appearance. Yun Yao turned out to be like this.

Those eyes were still clear and crystal clear, clean and pure, but that little face was as gorgeous as the morning glow, and it was fused with a cool and weak temperament, which made people dare not make mistakes.

Seeing Li Changqing staring at her blankly, Chu Yunyao nodded slightly to her, and said softly: "Changqing, I heard that you have come back from studying medicine, and your medical skills have improved a lot."

When it came to medical skills, Li Changqing suddenly felt that he was a little tricky, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he blurted out, "Who said that?"

"Mr. Mu." The corners of Chu Yunyao's lips curled up nicely.

When Mu Qing was mentioned, Li Changqing blushed suddenly, his voice dropped suddenly, and he continued to distribute the grain porridge while asking: "Is the young lady here to visit?"

Chu Yunyao nodded, and like Bao'er, she took the bowl of porridge that Li Changqing scooped out, walked to the middle of the injured, half-kneeled on the ground, and fed the porridge to those whose hands were injured and could not eat by themselves.

Chu Yunyao held the back of the head of one of the seriously injured patients, helped him up slightly, brought a bowl to the man's lips, and let the man drink it in small sips.

The man looked young, and after drinking, he coughed a few times, his face flushed, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you Mrs. Mo."

Chu Yunyao touched his thin sleeves and thin bedding, and asked, "Have the bedding and winter clothes I ordered to be delivered in batches last time been distributed?"

"It's been posted." Li Changqing replied: "Some of the clothes are stained with dirt, and they have not been dried after washing, and they are still roasting in the stove."

Chu Yunyao felt very uncomfortable, and wanted to ask why these people didn't, but swallowed the words she wanted to ask.

If it wasn't for the lack of clothing and bedding, how could these people wear such thin clothes? Even if they were seriously injured, they could only lie stiffly in the thin bedding, and several people huddled together to resist the cold.

Chu Yunyao was silent, and said: "In a few days, there will be a batch of winter clothes to keep out the cold. When distributing them, let's keep these injured people close."

Li Changqing wanted to say something, thought about it, but said nothing...