Yang Ruoqing ordered.

Xiao Yu quickly took action.

Yang Ruoqing pressed Luo Fengtang on the stool, "Sit tight and don't move."

Luo Fengtang endured the pain in his hand and forced a smile to her: "Qing'er, don't worry, this little skin injury is nothing."

"You've seen all the bones, but you still have skin injuries?" she said.

Luo Fengtang remained silent, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.

If he had come a little late today, he might not be able to see Qing'er now!

"Next time, don't fight against Butcher Chen, he is a ruthless character!" He said solemnly.

Yang Ruoqing sneered.

"Originally I didn't plan to do anything to him, but now that this happened, I'm really done with them!"

Luo Fengtang was silent, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The two of them stopped talking, because Xiaoyu quickly brought hot water over.

"Qing'er, do you want me to help you?"

Xiaoyu asked in a trembling voice.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoyu and said, "What you say is unreasonable. The more you help, the more chaos you will get!"

Xiaoyu was sweating.

Yang Ruoqing was not in the mood to joke, the most important thing was to treat Luo Fengtang's injury quickly.

The wound had just been treated and the elders came back.

"Tangyazi, how is Tangyazi's hand?"

When Mrs. Sun and others came in, they asked, but their faces were still white.

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to respond, Luo Fengtang quickly stood up.

"Third Aunt, don't worry, I'm fine," he said.

But he put his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Sun ran over and helped Luo Fengtang's arm.

Seeing that he was injured and wrapped into a rice dumpling, but the cotton cloth was still stained red with blood, Mrs. Sun took a deep breath.

Yang Huazhong and Chang Geng also looked bad.

"If Tang Yazi hadn't caught that knife, our Qing'er would have been dead right now!"

Yang Huazhong said.
Chapter completed!