Chapter 3109 4.709 Heavy Hands and Feet

Mr. Qiaoqiao tilted his little head, looked up and down, left and right for a long while, then raised his little head and nodded at him with an indifferent expression.

"Haha." 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 the moment he opened his mouth, there was a series of choking voices, "A man talks so much, is he annoying?"

"Me, me! Where am I?" What annoys him? Why didn't he just ask a question? Why are you bored, bored? ?

"Do you want him to shut up?" Qiao Mu said indifferently.

"Brother! Look at her."

"Shut up." Yass said lightly.

All of a sudden, Ali felt like the sky was falling, and turned his head with a swish, a pair of dog eyes flashed with sparkling tears, and looked at his brother pitifully.

Ming Yas raised his hand and patted his shoulder: Big brother is saving you, you don't want to be dumb for the rest of your life!

Ming Yas casually found a damp rock and sat down, raised his arms slightly, and said with a cold face, "Look at it."

Mr. Qiaoqiao stepped forward, stepped on the water on the ground, jumped on the stone beside him, and half squatted down.

"My arm was seriously injured by Mo Lian before." Myas said coldly, "Now I have a little scratch, that's the injury, are you sure you can recover it all at once?"

"If it wasn't for Mo Lian's injury, how could those men in black hurt me?"

"Shut up?" Qiao Mu looked up at him impatiently.

The two of them looked at each other, one was cold and steep like frost, and the other had a strong emotion that was about to erupt in his eyes.

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

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

A few silver needles fell to help him straighten the dislocated tendons, and then a stream of water flowed out of his hand, which washed a little on his wound.

When the congestion on the top is washed away, the fresh blood inside is exposed.

Qiao Mu took a piece of hemostatic powder with a blank face, and slapped it on his arm.

Immediately after that, he rubbed it twice, and the pain caused the guy to move his arms slightly, but he held back and didn't snort.

"When you gave Mo Lian and Duanyue medicine, you were so heavy-handed??"

Qiao Mu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he took out a box of ointment, mixed it in his hand, and smeared it on his wound.

"His." Myas only felt that the ointment was applied, and the coolness was a little cool, but there was an inexplicable kind of piercing pain, running under the surface of the skin.

Just like this little girl with thorns, when she touched it, she was really tied with a bag all over her hand.

"You can just have fun." Qiao Mu said angrily, "My hemostatic powder is mixed with loose ointment. I rub it for you for three minutes, and you will get better in just a few minutes."

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

"Bring it!"

Mei Yas pouted, folded his slender legs, took out a packet of spirit coins from the inner world, and threw a purple grass in the hands of the little guy.

"This prince's words are his words. Is it possible that he will lie to you about such a little girl's film?"