Zhaohe heard it, but he remembered it, and said: "yes, Zhang Daping married Cheng Baozhu, and her sister Zhang Xiaoping married Li Wei, so Cheng Baozhu and Li Wei are in the same boat."
White Luo you's face is still gloomy, cold thin mouth: "sure enough, birds of a feather gather."
Looking at Bai Luoyou's injury, Zhao he is in a hurry: "go back to apply the medicine quickly!"
A moment later.
In bailoyuan's house.
He sat quietly on the edge of the cave. The doctors who had been waiting for him came to clean the wound, change the medicine and bandage him.
Zhaohe stood and looked at it from the beginning to the end.
When she was complimented by her classmates in the afternoon, she was still very happy, and she felt that she had more face.
But now looking at Bai Luoyou's injury, she knows that these things are aimed at her. She is too high-profile and hated by others.
She thought of what Mr. Bai said before. She would rather offend a gentleman than a villain. Is that what she meant?
Bailoyuan is also a headache.
This injury can be repaired by his spiritual power. However, Zhao he found out that it was too soon. The servant looked at it again. He couldn't even think of casting.
Looking at Zhaohe's self accusation, he also felt hurt. He had coaxed him for a long time, but it was useless. He was also reflecting, thinking that she would never be hurt again.
However, he was lucky. At the critical moment, he held Zhao he and protected her. Otherwise, she fell down suddenly with such a small and delicate body, or fell down on her head. According to the inertia of rapid running at that time, it was possible to fall dead.
Zhao he is a dragon. He won't really die, but he must suffer a lot of pain.
Before the doctor retreated, he explained carefully: "little Lord, we must pay attention to the light diet, and pay attention not to get angry. The weather is hot, little Lord pay attention not to touch water, I come to give little Lord medicine in the morning and evening every day. "
Bai Luoyou nodded slightly.
The doctor retired.
Zhaohe was still standing there, her eyes watered with tears, staring at the gauze on his arm. She half shrank her neck and looked at the dog who had done something wrong.
Bai Luoyou sighed: "Zhaohe, I'm ok. It's nothing if I get hurt. Go back to have a rest. Let's have dinner together, OK?"
"Not good." Zhaohe refused.
She turned to look for a small stool, and then put it half a meter away from bailuoyou's collapsed side. She sat down with her back straight, her legs close together, her hands on her knees. She was a good girl.
White Luo you see her like this, laugh: "what's the matter?"
Zhaohe said in a soft voice, "you're hurt. I'll keep you."
She thought in her heart, if he is thirsty, she can bring him water.
Bai Luoyou is silent for a moment, knowing that the child is stubborn and simple, and it's not easy to command her stiffly, so as not to hurt her heart.
But they sat like this, with big eyes and small eyes, which was also embarrassing.
Bai Luoyou thought for a while and pointed to a thing on the bookcase: "Zhaohe, can you take it down for me? A little brown box. "
Zhaohe got up quickly, went to look at his eyes and took it down.
White Luo you smiled: "this is go, Zhao he, I'll teach you how to play chess."
As soon as Zhao he heard this, he quickly put the box back, and went back to sit on it solemnly: "you are injured, you can't bother any more, so you can have a good rest. When your injury is cured, I'll play chess with you. "
Bai Luoyou cried and laughed: "I'm a man, this scratch is nothing, and it's already on the medicine, it's OK to teach you to play chess."
"What kind of man?" Zhaohe looked at him, and lengbuding said: "it's just a half-year-old child, only three years older than me! Take a good rest if you get hurt! Don't talk, don't waste your energy, just call me if you want to drink water. "
Bai Luoyou: "..."
All right.
The two of them worked hard for a long time.
Finally, the smell of food came from outside, and Zhaohe's stomach cried out two times.
Bai Luoyou turned her eyes from the window to Zhaohe's face and smiled: "let's go to dinner."
Zhaohe hurriedly gets up and goes to help him carefully.
Bai Luoyou: "..."
Zhaohe: "slow down, don't fall."
Bai Luoyou: "..."
Zhaohe: "I'll bring you some vegetables later. If you can't lift chopsticks, I'll feed you!"
Bai Luoyou: "Zhaohe, I hurt my left hand, which does not affect my eating."
Zhaohe, who should have been sleeping, flew out of the window alone.
She flew all the way to the top of the mountain. After landing her feet, she looked at the stars all over the sky, and the sound of birds blowing around. She called out: "master! Master!
Two meters away from her, the golden light suddenly appeared. A small white fox fell on the grass, wagged several tails, and looked at her: "but it has formed a border?"
Zhaohe went up to it happily and looked at it. "Master, I'm not here to see you because of the border."
"What are you up to these days?" asked the little fox? Why don't you practice hard? "
Zhaohe smiled modestly: "haha ~"
She touched her hair, crouched down, and asked earnestly, "master, I'm here to ask you if you've been practicing on this mountain for so many years. Do you know if there are any herbs in the mountain that have special curative effect on the bruise?"? Can you show me a way? Or, do you have any panacea that can make people's wounds heal quickly? "
Little fox thought about it, and a beautiful ring appeared from his hair.
He stretched out his little claw and pulled it for a while in the ring. He took out a box of plaster: "take it."
Zhao he took the plaster, thanked him repeatedly, turned around and flew away.
Little white fox sighed.
Originally, I thought that I would accompany her to practice for a while tonight. As a result, the girl said that the wind is the rain. After saying thanks, she ran away. She never said goodbye to his master.
Zhaohe flies directly back to bailuoyou's yard.
She felt for a candle in the room, and with a torch in her arms, she touched bailoyuan's room.
She was afraid that the watchman would see it, so she set up a border at the door, like a wall, just blocking the door of bailuoyou.
The door creaked and she pushed it open.
She flashed in, took something out of her arms and lit a candle.
There was a little light in the room, and she saw clearly that Bai Luoyou was lying quietly on the bed, sleeping like an eminent monk, with elegant posture.
She went over, took the candle, stared at Bai Luoyou and enjoyed it.
This guy, is sleeping too good?
Suddenly, accidentally, a drop of candle wax drops down, just fell on Bai Luoyou's forehead!
Zhao he was so scared that he took the candle away quickly and almost cried out in panic!
What if he wakes up?
She is a girl. She doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and runs to his room. It's hard to say that!
But
White Luo you seems to have no reaction, still sleep very sweet appearance.
Zhaohe widens his eyes and swallows his saliva nervously.
After a while, she was relieved to see that he really did not move, except for a slight fluctuation of breath in her chest.
However, she did.
The young master of the white family is looking at the delicate skin. The wax is so hot that it doesn't hurt when it falls off?
She quickly put the candle aside and lit up the bed. Then she carefully grasped Bai Luoyou's injured hand and, with the candle light, slightly removed the gauze.
Waiting for the gauze to be completely removed, she looked at Bai Luoyou's injury painfully, and tears rolled down like this.
After touching the magic medicine given by Shifu, she opened it and a cool fragrance came to her nose.
She was shocked. She could see clearly by candlelight that the paste was transparent, just like a stream in summer.
She exclaimed that Shifu's things are really good!
Zhaohe painfully pulls out a large piece and gently wipes it on the back of bailuoyou's hand and arm.
After wiping, she took the gauze and wanted to bandage him back.
But she can't bandage it. After wrapping it for a while, she thinks she's too ugly and unorthodox. In this way, he will surely find it when he wakes up in the morning. What should I do?
Zhaohe is worried to death. He looks up and sees a drop of wax on his forehead.
She quickly climbed to bed, leaned forward, carefully trying to pick the wax off.
At first, she was afraid that she would wake up Bai Luoyou, but gradually, she found a fact: Bai Luoyou was so dead after sleeping!
So her courage grew up, and she pulled hard.
When she finished, she found that his forehead was a little red. She should have dug his fingernails. She wiped him with the ointment given by her master.
At last, she looked at the nondescript gauze in his hand with a headache. Alas, it was the only way. She had done her best. If he is strange tomorrow, it will be strange. She has no way.
Turn around to take the candle, Zhao he lightly touched out of the room.