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Chapter 1424 Hate Iron Is Not Steel

As soon as they heard that they were going to take Lu Muda away, Tu Su rolled over and said, "No, not father, please, don't take my child away, father, I will teach him well in the future, father."

King Rong didn't listen at all, and his soldiers picked up the dying Lu Muda and took them away. Watching them disappear into the gap in the tent, Tu Su's eyes darkened, and he fainted from grief.

Walking to Qu Ming's side again, King Rong whipped two more whips bitterly, smashed the whip directly on Qu Ming, and turned his head into the tent.

He had already tolerated the Jin family's mother and son a lot. Qu Ming wanted to compete head-on with Ming Huai, and King Rong was willing to give him a chance, but they always plotted secretly, which made King Rong very unhappy.

A good boy from the prairie, insisting on doing dirty things like a woman, without a bit of prairie character, this disappointed King Rong very much.

Lu Muda is just a child who is less than four years old. He was taught by them to do bad things. Now he is ignorant to attack his cousin, and he may do something wrong in the future.

Hate that iron can't make steel, this is the mood of King Rong.

In the tent, Jin Yu hadn't woken up yet, Jing Yu was kneeling beside the bed crying uncontrollably, Ming Huai's eyes were red, even though he was hot and sweaty, he still didn't want to let go of Jin Yu, the imperial doctor carefully called Jin Yu Yu's pulse does not miss a little bit of change.

He was still young, he was stuffed in the ice cave, and one of his legs was soaked in the ice water, which had already turned blue and purple.

If it can't be saved, I'm afraid it should go like this.

After covering like this for half an hour, the imperial physician's delicateness began to become mysterious, and Jinyu's pulse became slightly stronger. He opened his mouth and began to cry in a low voice.

The imperial physician was overjoyed, relieved, and quickly asked someone to bring in the boiled ginger soup. Ming Huai coaxed Jinyu to feed him, but he didn't resist taking the medicine. As soon as the ginger soup was brought to his mouth, he obediently swallowed it.

After he drank the ginger soup, the big witch doctor came over with the prepared ointment: "Princess, take off the young master's pants first, your legs are frostbitten, you can't hide the cold."

Jingyu knew the consequences of freezing his legs, so he quickly took off Jinyu's pants. After covering for so long, the bruises on his legs had faded a lot. The big witch doctor rubbed the hot ointment on his legs, Focus on kneading joints such as knees and ankles, and don't let go until those areas turn red.

His body temperature gradually rose, Jinyu sweated a lot, and he huddled in Minghuai's arms to come out to cool off, but Minghuai didn't let him go and he started crying, and the more he cried, the louder he was.

King Rong couldn't stand it anymore, took Jinyu over, wrapped him in a quilt, and walked gently in the tent.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my good grandson, don't cry, don't cry."

Jinyu struggled to free his arm, grabbed King Rong's braid and howled a few times, unable to keep up physically, could only lie on his shoulder and sob tearfully, the maid hurriedly put his little arm in to prevent him from catching a cold up.

After falling asleep in King Rong's arms, he completely calmed down, but he still grabbed King Rong's pigtails, and King Rong hugged him, not letting go when his hands were sore.

Jing Yu covered her face and cried silently, Ling Yuan helped her to another room, Ming Huai came over to comfort her for a while, then hurried over to take care of Jin Yu.

The effects of the ginger soup soon wore off. He was covered in hot sweat, and a fine layer of water droplets appeared on his legs. It was as cold as the water in the river. The witch doctor asked him to boil some hot water. When Jinyu wakes up, give him a bath to sweat off, and take care of him for a few days.

Jing Yu listened to their arrangements in the room here, her mood gradually calmed down, but a layer of hatred also rolled over.

(End of this chapter)