The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 587 I scratched my Chacha's hand
Just when Murong Ying felt a little jealous and was about to turn around and go out to help, he suddenly felt that he stepped on a hard object.

He stopped.

Looking down, it was a token.

Murong Ying picked it up, held it in his hand and looked around, the token was made of sterling silver, rectangular in shape, with patterns around it, and a word was written in the middle of the pattern.

"Ling." He had read the above words, but he didn't expect the woman on the bed to explode in an instant!
"Don't come here! Don't come here...!!"

The woman pushed Chacha out, her fingernails scratched the back of her white and tender hand, and glaring bloodstains immediately appeared on it.

"Chacha, how are you doing!?"

Murong Ying didn't care about the token he had just discovered, and hurried over to check on Chacha's injuries.

Chacha endured the pain, "It's okay, but why is she so emotional all of a sudden?"

Murong Ying didn't care why she was so emotional, Chacha kindly helped her apply the medicine, she was fine, and even grabbed the back of Chacha's hand like this! !

Hearing the woman's scream, everyone outside followed the sound and rushed over.

"What happened to Chacha?"

Chacha was sitting on the stool, putting her hands on the table, Murong Ying treated Chacha's wound seriously and distressedly.

Murong Ying said to Xiao San angrily: "It's not that woman, Chacha gave her medicine, who would have thought that she would suddenly go crazy and scratch my Chacha's hand."

Seeing that Murong Ying was angry, Chacha tilted her head to make him happy: "Brother, I was obviously injured, why do you look angrier than me?"

Murong Ying said aggrievedly: "My brother would rather be the one who gets hurt!"

Feeling warm in her heart, Chacha grabbed Murong Ying's belt with her other uninjured hand, and gently shook it: "Okay, it really doesn't hurt, but my hands are too tender, so a little injury will appear It's serious, if I can learn martial arts like my brothers, I won't be so thin and tender."

Murong Ying didn't believe it, he only knew that Chacha was injured and it looked very serious, so it must be in pain!
After applying good medicine to Chacha, Murong Ying carefully bandaged Chacha's wound with gauze from the inn.

"What's wrong with Chacha? Why did you hurt your hand?"

"What? My sister is injured!?"

Seeing the person who came in, Chacha said, "Daddy, brother, I accidentally did it just now. Brother Ying has already helped me deal with it, and now it doesn't hurt anymore."

Long Live Lord's reaction was no better than Murong Ying's: "How can you wrap gauze if it doesn't hurt? Tell Dad, how did you do it?"

The three brothers Chongjin, Chonghan and Chongyan looked seriously at Chacha's gauze-wrapped little hands.

Concubine Ning held Chacha's gauze-wrapped hands with both hands, and carefully instructed: "Chacha, before the gauze is taken off, don't get wet, and don't use force, otherwise it will leave scars, you know?"

Chacha nodded her head, and then said: "Daddy, I was really careless. It was brother Ying who made a fuss out of a molehill, and a small injury made it look like this."

Chacha turned her head and stuck out her little tongue at Murong Ying. Murong Ying resisted not confessing to the woman who suddenly went crazy, and spoke for Chacha: "Master, Chacha is right, I was too anxious, it's nothing It's a big problem, just take care of it for a few days."

Lord Long Live knew how precious Murong Ying was to his daughter, since he said that there was nothing wrong with Chacha, then he believed it.

(End of this chapter)