Fairy's opening flash Druby

Qianli stretched out his hand and lifted the Yunzhonghe holding the two elves, and then put it on Da Wangyan's back, as easily as lifting a long cat.

When Da Wangyan was flying, Qianli took off his jacket and stood in front of Yunzhonghe to prevent his wound from being blown by the wind.

Luo Ke [nine tails with six tails in appearance] seemed to have sensed something, and no longer disliked Shimmering Wood Shougong, and rolled it to his side with his tail.

Yun Zhonghe, who was not good at being taken care of by others, felt a little uncomfortable. He was stiff until Da Wangyan landed in front of the elf center.

Waiting for Qianli to go down first, before he could turn around, he quickly turned over and descended, with no trace of injury visible at all during his actions.

(What the hell has this kid been through...)

Qianli looked at the black and red scabs on his forehead, and the scratches on his cheeks that were almost healed.

He wondered, this has exceeded the healing speed of normal people, right?

But he didn't ask anything. It should be a good thing to speed up wound healing?

"Mr. Qianli, has the fire been resolved?"

Miss Joy saw the automatic door open and ran out immediately, but after seeing that it was thousands of miles away, the anxiety in her brows did not disappear: "I don't know if Oman is injured..."

"Junsha was not injured, and the people who set the fire were caught by Xiaohe."

With a little pride, Qianli put his hand on Yun Zhonghe's shoulder.

Although he is not his own biological child, he can be regarded as growing up under his own watch. He is a good boy to be proud of.

However, Xiaohe was too skillful in dealing with his own wounds before, he couldn't believe that there was only one wound on the child's body that was exposed on the surface: "Now can you help me take a look at this child first? He is injured."

"Can you help me treat them?"

All of Yun Zhonghe's elves were also injured, so he directly took out a handful of shrunken elf balls, the number once again made Qianli feel strange.

The last time Yun Zhonghe just went to Qianli's gymnasium to fight a duel, he didn't even stay for dinner after the fight, and Qianli didn't see how many elves he brought with him.

It is not so easy to increase the number of carrying. Only after your contribution to the alliance has reached a certain level and you apply for an increase in the number of carrying, and you have a guarantee from someone above, can you be approved.

Being able to carry so many elves, it seems that this child has a lot of travel experience...

"Okay, please come with me!"

Ms. Joy quickly got into work, and the happy eggs and almost dolls beside her were pushing a trolley and followed behind her: "Give the elves to almost dolls? Don't worry, it knows how to operate the machine."

The two elves that were in his arms were also taken down by Miss Joy's almost doll for treatment, but now there is not a single elf around him.

"Are you the trainer of the two Lalulas before? You really are a kind child..."

Miss Joy tried to talk to him: "But your own safety is also very important, you should call the police first next time, you know?"

"it is good."

Yun Zhonghe did not say that he had called the police immediately, and occasionally omitting some details would make the communication easier.

Miss Joy was still trying to comfort him: "It hurts a little when the alcohol rubs the wound, can you bear it? Is there any wound on the kid? Is there any pain?"

"Right ulna fracture."

Yun Zhonghe stretched out his right hand, folded up his sleeve, and there was a purple-black bruise on the inside of his forearm: "The rest is gone."

This injury was caused by the skill backlash when he fought with the elf of the lava group with a melee weapon.

Of course, the Serpentine Bear on the opposite side was not much better either. He hit him on the forehead with a stick, and he probably suffered a concussion for a few days.

Because his nerves were always tense during firefighting and fighting, he didn't feel much pain at that time.

It was only after he sat on Da Wang Yan that he began to feel that his arm could not be used too hard, and the pain began to intensify. After twisting a little, he found that he had broken a bone.

"...Aren't you in pain?"

Miss Joy was silent for a moment, she looked up into Yun Zhonghe's eyes, and asked again: "Aren't you in pain?"

Yun Zhonghe blinked, with a slightly dazed expression: "It's okay."

Just broken bones.

It hurt a little, but it was bearable.

Miss Joy calmed down and continued to treat his injuries.

Her movements were much softer, but Yun Zhonghe felt very tormented.

The most painful thing was that Miss Joy gently blew air on the wound where the medicine had just been applied, causing the wound to itch and hurt, which was more unbearable for him than simple pain.

Qianli stood aside, with a cloudy expression on his face.

But when Yun Zhonghe sensed strong emotions and subconsciously looked over there, he still squeezed out a smile: "Xiaohe? What's wrong?"

Yun Zhonghe shook his head, expressing that there was nothing wrong. At this time, Miss Joy had already started the final stage of bandaging.

He looked at his bandaged right hand and moved his fingers a little.

It hurts, but it's not a big deal.

"Thanks, that, can I see my elf?"

"Okay, but don't touch water with your hands and wounds recently, and don't engage in strenuous activities, otherwise the wound may open. It's best to stop traveling for a few days and stay in one place to rest."

Miss Joy tore off a list: "This is the medicine you should take these days, and I will help you get the medicine later."

She grabbed a handful of sugar from her uniform pocket and stuffed it into Yun Zhonghe's pocket, and rubbed his head casually: "The medicine is a bit bitter, so don't pour it out secretly~"

"...thanks."

Yun Zhonghe, who hadn't had time to refuse at all, could only bite the bullet and accept these things, but when he took out the illustration book to pay the bill, Miss Joy had already handed him the payment slip under Qianli's hint: "Don't Let him do strenuous exercise, and avoid spicy, greasy, raw and cold things in his diet."

"Uncle Qianli..."

Yun Zhonghe tried to pay by himself, Qianli stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, and with the other hand he pressed back the hand that took out his illustrated book, predicting what he wanted to say in advance: "What is Xiaohe doing so out of sight?"

As a qualified elder, he can't let the younger generation pay for the medical expenses by himself in this situation: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"...It will be all right?"

Yun Zhonghe didn't want to go to Qianli's house at first, he also planned to go to the hotel to rest for one night, and set off directly tomorrow.

Anyway, it's not like I didn't walk through with more serious injuries.

But now he is so hungry that his stomach twitches, and he wants to find a place to eat something to fill his stomach.

After all, recovery is also very energy-consuming. He needs to eat to obtain energy and speed up wound healing.

If you eat more, you will recover faster. At least the scab on your head should disappear in the next day, but the scar disappears slowly. I hope Xiao Yu will not notice it by then.