Zhao Jiner was sweating profusely, and her whole body focused on the iron lotus seed in front of her, "Second brother, press Ashu, I'll pull it out."

"Um."

With a "puff" sound, the blood-stained iron lotus seeds fell off Qin Muxiu's chest.

It followed, and blood flowed out.

Qin Muxiu's brows couldn't help but frown in pain while unconscious.

Zhao Jiner's hands were shaking with pain. She calmed down and threw the iron lotus seeds into the plate beside her. Then she began to carefully sprinkle bleeding-resistance medicine on the wound. After sprinkling the medicine, she took the gauze handed over by Hemiao aside and began to bandage the wound.

Everyone in the room did not dare to say anything, and looked at her intently treating Qin Muxiu's wounds.

Finally, Zhao Jin'er had done it and covered her husband with a quilt. Qin Peng also straightened his waist and turned around. The silence in the room was broken.

"What's going on?" Old Mrs. Qin looked at the people and said, "As soon as she entered the yard, I saw a lot of dead people. Are those people from the marquis's house? Why are they all dead? And how could Asu be injured? A Peng Jinya, are you two okay?"

Zhao Jin'er had been treating Qin Muxiu's injuries just now. Old Mrs. Qin was worried that it would affect her, so she kept holding back and didn't say anything. At this moment, she finally couldn't help asking.

"I'm fine!" Qin Peng replied, "That Anlehou is not a good person. Asu used to treat him with courtesy before, and Asu was also injured by him today!"

Old Mrs. Qin flattened her mouth and wanted to curse her when she opened her mouth. Fortunately, she treated the dog as a decent guest!

However, before Old Mrs. Qin could speak, a figure suddenly rushed from behind her to Qin Muxiu's bedside.

"Young Master, wuwuwuwu, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Young Master? Sorry Qingwu is late, sorry, sorry! Young Master, wake up, okay if you wake up and take a look at Qingwu again?"

Qingwu hugged Qin Muxiu's arm, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were in the rain, and she was like a dead husband.

Everyone watched her endlessly, Zhao Jiner had red eyes and couldn't help but show a hint of irritability on her face.

Old Mrs. Qin couldn't stand it and said, "Jinya, Ashu's righteous wife, is still here. Not to mention, you have nothing to do with Ashu, even if you have something to do, it's not your turn to cry here! Although our family is a farmer, my old woman has also heard of it. If the girl does not abide by the rules, she will be pulled out and killed by a stick!"

When Qingwu heard this, she paused and did not dare to sit by the bed anymore. She quickly stood up and walked aside.

But he still whimpered and wiped his tears in a low voice, his eyes still staring at Qin Muxiu with affection.

Just then, Liu Meiyu came in with Xiao Rongfang who was crying. Liu Meiyu leaned over and looked at Qin Muxiu, whose face was as white as paper on the bed, and felt sad.

He said, "No wonder people say that father and daughter are in love. Nannan has been crying since the beginning. It turns out that she feels sorry for her father for being so guilty!"

Xiao Rongfang lies in the aunt's arms and enters the room. While crying, she wrinkles her little nose and seems to be smelling something.
Chapter completed!