Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

At this moment, Ye Feng entered the hospital with the young man on his back, gave his wife a wink, and turned into the side room behind his back.

Xie Ying's breathing was stagnant, she was only in a daze for a few seconds, then she stabilized her mind, pretending that nothing happened, she lifted the curtain and went back to the main room.

"Mother, what's the matter?"

"Is dad back?"

The two sons put down their chopsticks alertly and turned to look at her.

"It's okay, eat your food."

Without further ado, Xie Ying took out a medicine box from the bedside, carried it in one hand, and walked out again.

"Mother, what are you doing with the medicine box?"

"Go, go and have a look."

Ye Zilin and Ye Zimo looked at each other and jumped out of bed at the same time.

"Brother, I will go too."

The little girl also moved her short legs and slipped off the bed.

"Brother will carry you."

Ye Zilin bent down to pick up his younger sister, tiptoed, and ran to the door on tiptoe.

"Wait for me."

Ye Zimo imitated everything and followed behind.

The two brothers raised the curtain and poked their heads to look into the side room.

The side room was very dark, with only a weak candle, and the soft voices of parents were carried by the wind.

The little girl's ears moved slightly, and she could hear very clearly.

Ye Zilin and Ye Zimo's brothers are not as sensitive as their sister's five senses, they can only hear a few words.

Not reconciled, the two brothers stepped out of the threshold and tiptoed to the side room.

"Crack."

Ye Zilin shielded his younger sister from the rain with his hands, but he didn't see where he was stepping, and broke a dead branch.

"who?"

Ye Feng shouted loudly, the sword light flashed, and he rushed out of the house.

"Father, it's me."

Ye Zilin was startled, and took a few steps back with his sister in his arms.

"It's you."

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three children clearly, and then he lowered his face and sternly reprimanded: "It's raining, don't run around with your sister in your arms, go back quickly."

"Daddy, hug."

The little girl stretched out her small arms and called Daddy sweetly.

Ye Feng took a breath, and instantly lost all hostility. He strode forward and took his daughter over.

"Daddy, look for mother."

The little girl wriggled in his arms and pointed to the side room.

"Mother is treating people."

Ye Feng didn't want his daughter to see the **** scars, so he subconsciously refused: "Zi Yan is good, go back to the house with Daddy.

"Daddy."

The little girl twisted her small body and called Daddy sweetly.

"Hi."

Ye Feng and his daughter looked at each other for a few seconds, lost the battle, and stepped across the threshold with his daughter in his arms.

Ye Zilin and Ye Zimo also took the opportunity to sneak to the door, poking their heads into the room.

*

On the kang in the side room lay a wounded boy, his left rib was pierced by a sword, bleeding profusely.

His willpower is very strong, there is no anesthetic to suture the wound, the pain is unbearable, he gritted his teeth and insisted on not saying a word.

Ye Feng entered the house with his daughter in his arms, and went straight to the bed.

The young man gasped weakly, glanced at the little girl in her arms, his eyes flickered with surprise.

"elder brother."

The little girl looked at the boy whose waist and abdomen were bleeding and was covered with bandages. His thick and long eyelashes flickered a few times. She poked her head out of her father's arms and called her brother sweetly.

The boy was taken aback, looking at Yuxue's cute little girl, and thinking of his relatives, the grief that had been suppressed for a long time broke out at this moment, tears blurred his eyes involuntarily.

"Brother, don't cry."

The little girl twisted her small body, broke free from her father's embrace, and crawled along the edge of the bed to the boy's side with her arms and legs together, reaching out her little hand to pat his left rib.

The seemingly inadvertent action actually implies a mystery.

A stream of pure wood-attribute spiritual power overflowed from the palm of his hand, and quietly escaped into the wound.

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