The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

The rain stopped.

Xia He took the bus to the place where he was making porcelain vases.

Song Nan obediently waited in the yard for someone who was pretending to be asleep, his senior brother.

But after waiting for a while, the concierge did not come to report that a Taoist priest had come to the door.

Song Nan fell asleep lying on the table.

At this time, four people walked in from outside the yard. They sneaked into the house, avoiding the sleeping Song Nan, and walked to the couch.

"Is this a Taoist robe? It's not as beautiful as my clothes."

"He looks a little older than me."

"Bigger than me, bigger than me."

"I'm little(??.??)."

The four people chattered and woke up the little Taoist priest on the recliner.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself being stared at by four people and almost ejected from the recliner.

But I didn't expect that if he moved, he would hurt his knee!

The little Taoist priest immediately lifted up his robe with a twisted look on his face and lifted up his pants around his knees to prevent them from sticking to the bleeding wound.

It hurts!

Looking at his expression, Song Hao and the other four also felt pain in their bodies.

Song Hao hurriedly waved his hand: "Are you okay? We, we didn't do it on purpose, we just wanted to see what you look like."

The little Taoist priest shook his head with tears in his eyes: "It's okay."

"His leg is bleeding!" Song Xi pointed in horror at the knee held by the little Taoist priest.

The white pants that the little Taoist priest was wearing were bought for him by Song Nan when he arrived at the county town. At this moment, there was a ball of blood on his knees again.

Nanfeng Zhiyi and the others took two steps back in fright.

They haven't seen anyone else bleed yet!

When the little Taoist priest saw it, he immediately put down his Taoist robe to cover his knees, but the cloth touched the wound, causing him to hiss out in pain.

"You, please pull up your pants, otherwise it will hurt more."

Song Hao didn't have any medical skills, but he had a doctor at home, and he had some familiarity with these things.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest didn't do this, he was so anxious to get started.

"No, you can't open it, they are afraid." The little Taoist priest hurriedly told the reason why he did this.

Song Hao patted his chest and said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid! My sister will take Brother Nanfeng and Sister Zhiyi to my sister-in-law, and I'll help him!"

Song Xi nodded and pulled her two younger siblings, who were not much younger than her, towards the side.

After Song Xi and the others walked away, the little Taoist priest opened his Taoist robe and picked up his white pants again.

This time it wasn't as easy as before. The inside of his white pants was next to the bleeding area. When he picked it up, he took another deep breath!

Song Hao asked hurriedly: "Is there any medicine? You have to take off your pants and apply the medicine."

The little Taoist priest hesitated and said: "I don't have the medicine here. I'm holding my pants, and the bleeding will stop after a while."

He doesn't want to take off his pants here.

How can I take off my pants when there are two little girls here?

Can Song Hao listen to him?

Naturally it cannot.

Song Hao immediately ran to Song Nan to look for medicine.

He knew that this little Taoist priest was brought back by his sister-in-law. Since there is medicine, it is at his sister-in-law's place.

After searching for a while, I finally found several packets of medicine that Xia He had placed on the shelf.

But how should this medicine be used?

Apply directly to the wound?

These packets seem to be medicated powder. Can they be mixed with hot water to drink?

Song Hao scratched his head and thought, but couldn't think of a way.

Alas, it would be great if the third uncle were here!

A familiar voice came to his ears:

"They are all used to cover wounds. Is the little Taoist priest's wound split?"

While Song Hao was looking for medicine, Song Nan had already been woken up by him.

Hearing Xiao Xi next to him saying like Nanfeng Zhiyi, "The wound is bleeding, we can't look at it", and seeing Song Hao holding the medicine bag with a sad look on his face, could Song Nan not know what was going on?

"Sister-in-law, go and see him quickly, he's bleeding, a lot of blood."

Seeing that Song Nan had woken up, Song Hao was extremely happy and immediately pulled her towards the recliner.

Song Nan walked over, but the little Taoist priest still didn't take off his pants.

When he was in the hospital, the doctor also cut the cloth around the wound and applied medicine to him.After the bleeding stopped, Song Nan asked the driver to take him to the back to put on the pants he bought.

How could he be willing to take off his pants in front of so many people at this moment?

"Xiao Xi brings Nan Feng Zhiyi to our house, and Xiao Hao is here to help him apply the medicine." Not knowing the condition of the wound, Song Nan didn't bother to fight with the little Taoist priest and made arrangements directly.

Song Hao nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Isn't it just spreading medicated powder on the wound?

Along the way, he insisted on watching his third uncle do this, and he would do the same!

Little Taoist Priest: I’m not worried!

Unfortunately, Song Nan didn't see his look for help, so she walked out of the small hall and closed the door.

In the room.

Song Hao helped the little Taoist priest take off his pants, but he met with little resistance from him.

Who makes the little Taoist priest feel pain whenever he moves?

The little Taoist priest struggled: "It won't bleed in a while, it won't bleed in a while."

Song Hao shook his head: "You must take medicine!"

He had promised his sister-in-law. If he failed to complete this task, how could he ask her to make delicious food?

Looking at the little Taoist priest who was still struggling, Song Hao took off his pants directly to his thighs with one force.

Little Taoist Priest: (?_?)

Brother, help! ! !

After going through "thousands of difficulties and dangers", Song Hao finally got the medicine powder for the little Taoist priest's knee wound.

He looked at the little Taoist priest who was trying to stop crying and asked, "Are there any other wounds? If there is bleeding, you should also apply powder."

The little Taoist priest pulled up the pants held by Song Hao: "No more, there is no blood on my hands."

Oh, there are still wounds on my hands.

Song Hao opened his hand and saw that there was no blood, so he gave up.

He took the little Taoist priest's trousers and sat next to him: "You have just applied the medicinal powder, but you can't put on your trousers yet. Your robe is already wet, why don't you change it? Do you have no clothes to change?"

"That sister just wanted to buy me clothes, but I didn't ask for them. She bought these pants." The little Taoist priest pointed to the white pants in his hand.

Song Hao made a sound, pointed to the door and said: "I still have two pairs of clothes. How about I go get them for you to change? Although my clothes may be a bit too big for you, you can still wear them if you roll them up. If it’s wet, you’ll catch a cold.”

The little Taoist priest is so pitiful, he is injured and still wears wet clothes.

Why doesn't his sister-in-law buy him clothes?Could it be that he was afraid that his family would not have the money to pay back?

It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t have money, he still has clothes there!Lend him something to wear and just return it to him later!

Song Hao had a beautiful thought, but the little Taoist priest didn't appreciate it. He just shook his head and said nothing.

"Why don't you change? Do you think my clothes are bad?" Song Hao asked.

The little Taoist priest Nuonuo said: "No, I can just wear a Taoist robe."

"Then wait until your Taoist robe is dry and then change it back! I'm going to get the clothes. If it's not convenient for you, I'll put it on for you later!"

Song Hao did what he said and stood up immediately.

Seeing that he didn't listen to her, the little Taoist priest was so anxious that he was almost sweating: "I, I can't change into other clothes, or I will die!"