My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Seven hundred and ninth

Master Qiaoqiao tilted his little head and looked carefully up and down for a long time, then raised his little head and nodded at him with a cold face.

"Hehe." Yali couldn't help rolling his eyes. "You haven't seen my elder brother's arm injury, so you just agreed, if you can't do it, what should you do?"

"Why is he so annoying?" Qiao Mu glanced at Yali coldly, and when he opened his mouth, there was a series of choking sounds, "A man who talks so much, is he annoying."

"Me, me! Where am I?" Where does he bother him? So, didn't he just question it? Why are you annoying, annoying? ?

"Are you telling him to shut up?" Qiao Mu said coldly.

"Brother! Look at her."

"Shut up." Yass said flatly.

Alex suddenly felt a feeling of the sky falling down, and turned his head back, a pair of dog eyes flashed with sparkling tears, and looked at his brother pitifully.

Mingyas raised his hand and patted his shoulder: Brother is saving you, so you don't want to be a dumb for the rest of your life!

Mingyas casually found a damp rock and sat down, raised his arm slightly, and said with a cold face, "Look."

Master Qiao Qiao stepped forward, stepped on the splash on the ground, jumped on the rock beside him, and squatted down.

"My arm was severely injured by Merlin before." Minas said coldly, "Now I have a little bruise, which is a combination of injury and injury. You are really sure to recover it all at once. Up?"

"If it weren't for being hurt by Moline's guy, how could those people in black hurt me?"

"Shut up, okay?" Qiao Mu raised his eyes impatiently to look at him.

The two stared at each other. One was indifferent and steep as frost, and the other was suppressing a strong emotion that was about to explode.

"You are unfair to me." Minyas said suddenly.

Master Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes angrily, listening to the man in his ears, but the speed in his hands was not weak.

A few silver needles fell to help him straighten the misplaced veins, and then a stream of water came out of his hand, which washed slightly on his wound.

When the congestion on it was washed away, the fresh blood inside was exposed.

Qiaomu took a stick of hemostatic powder without expression, and slapped a stick on his arm.

Then he rubbed twice again, the pain made the guy grinning and moved his arm slightly, but he resisted humming.

"When you applied medicine to Moline and Broken Moon, were you so heavy-handed?"

Qiao Mu didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he directly took out a box of ointment, put it in his hand and mixed it thoroughly, and smeared it all over his wound.

"Hiss." Minas only felt that the ointment was applied, and the coolness was a bit cool, but there was an inexplicable biting pain, running under the surface of the skin.

Just like this little girl with thorns, just touching it with her hand, she was really stabbed with bags all over her hands.

"Just steal the fun." Qiao Mu said irritably, "My Zhixue San is matched with silt eliminator, I will rub it for you for three minutes, and you can keep it in minutes and it will be good."

If it weren't for the purple dark grass, who would rub him? Pooh!

"Bring it!"

Mingyas curled his lips, folded his slender legs, and directly took out a pack of spiritual coins from the inner world, plus a purple meditation grass, and threw it into the little guy's hands.

"This prince speaks for words, is it possible that he would lie to you for such a little girl film?"