"Xiu'er." Mo Lingwei was afraid of scaring the child, and wanted to ask for mercy, but Feng Shaojin seemed to be losing control, and the bones in her wrist were about to be crushed by him.

There was a "squeak", before Mo Lingwei could react, a white figure rushed towards Feng Shaojin like lightning, and bit the back of Feng Shaojin's hand.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

The sharp teeth pierced into the flesh, dripping with blood.

Feng Shaojin raised his head sharply in pain, and threw the white sable away, the blood gushing from the back of his hand followed his movements and fell into a red arc in the air.

Feng Shaojin angrily pulled out the gun from his waist, but Mo Lingwei firmly held the back of his hand.

Mo Lingwei's eyes were full of prayers: "Shaojin, don't hurt it, Xiaobai understands human nature, it saw you... bullied me and... just bit you, it is protecting me and Xiu'er. "

Feng Shaojin's eyes were cold and stern, and he stared at her firmly.

Mo Lingwei hurriedly said: "Show me the back of your hand, is the injury serious? Let me bandage your wound."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Seeing that he didn't object, Mo Lingwei snatched the gun from his hand, held it tightly in his hand, and supported his big palm with the other hand, looking at the bloody wound on the back of Feng Shaojin's hand, his brows were ruthless frowned.

Xiaobai bites too hard, wishing to bite off the flesh on the back of Feng Shaojin's hand, no wonder Feng Shaojin was so angry that he wanted to shoot.

She had no choice but to comfort her, "I need to stop the bleeding and disinfect it quickly. Is there a medical kit here?"

When she raised her head, she met a pair of deep and dark narrow eyes.

Feng Shaojin's cold and sharp face melted away, his pretty thin lips curled up slightly, and he said with a smile: "You still care about me."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

The focus of this person's attention is always different from that of others. Mo Lingwei saw that Feng Shaojin didn't seem to be angry anymore, so she squatted down and touched Xiu'er's head, "Xiu'er is good, don't be afraid, uncle and aunt are just playing around."

Xiu'er: "..."

Xiu'er was ignorant and looked at Feng Shaojin with hostility.

Mo Lingwei sighed: It's not in vain for her to love the little guy, even if Xiu'er has closed herself up due to aphasia, she still instinctively protects her dear aunt.

Feng Shaojin corrected Mo Lingwei's words: "It's not uncle, it's uncle."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei took Xiu'er to sit on the sofa, and searched for the medical bag from memory.

It was only at this moment that she realized that the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as before she left Yuncheng.

She quickly found the medicine bag, washed Feng Shaojin's wound with water, carefully applied the ointment, and wrapped it with white gauze.

"Don't get wet." Mo Lingwei warned: "The injury is a bit serious, and it will take a few days to heal slowly."

Feng Shaojin leaned on the back of the chair, stared at her movements for a moment, and suddenly said: "I don't like to keep these little things at home, it's an eyesore!"

Mo Lingwei panicked, "Xiaobai is very good, he will go outside to find something to eat by himself, so there is no need to raise it."

After a pause, he said again: "If you don't like it, when you come next time, I will ask Xiaobai not to stay in the other courtyard, okay?"

Feng Shaojin licked his lips noncommittally, "It's not impossible to keep this little thing, but it bit my hand, and the wound can't be wet, how should I wash it?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

For such a picky person as Feng Shaojin, it is impossible for a servant to take care of him. Maybe he will be angered again, and the trouble is not worth the candle.

She must protect Xiaobai.

She also wanted to protect Xiu'er.

The only thing to bet on is Feng Shaojin's moody mood.

Mo Lingwei bit her lips, "I, I will serve you..."

Feng Shaojin raised her eyebrows slightly, her pupils brightened, and was very satisfied with her answer...