"I brought you here before and even told you to get sick. Don't you hate me anymore?"

The child was silent for a moment, raised his face and whispered: "I don't hate you anymore."

"Why?"

"You gave it to me and took me back to see my mother."

Xie Changgeng looked at his beautiful eyes that were very similar to the woman, and said slowly: "But your mother still hates me very much. She almost killed me the day you lost it."

Xier was stunned and immediately shook her head: "Sir Xie, my mother won't kill anyone! She can only save people!"

Xie Changgeng carried him to sit on the desk, took off his clothes, turned around, and showed him the wound on his back.

During these days, he ran around, his wound was on his back, and it was inconvenient to apply medicine himself, so he didn't pay much attention to it. In addition, he was wet again the day before yesterday, and not only did he not recover, but there were signs of swelling and suppuration around him.

"Did you see it? This is what she stabs."

Xier was shocked and showed an unbearable look in her eyes: "Sir, do you feel in pain?"

"It hurts! Not only does it hurt, I was wet the day before yesterday, but my head hurts now!"

He signaled the villain to touch his forehead.

Xier touched his forehead, then touched her forehead seriously, and opened her eyes wide.

"Sir, you are sick! I won't cure you! Wait, I'll call my mother!"

He climbed off the table and ran out quickly.

The sky gradually became darker and the light in the study became dimmer and dimmer.

The figure of the woman finally appeared at the door of the study room.

She walked in, lit the candlestick on the table, and said to the man who was still writing quickly: "Take off your clothes." Her voice was dull.

Xie Changgeng put down his pen, stood up, took off his clothes silently, and turned his back to her.

Mu Fulan stood behind him, looked at the wound, and cleaned him. Her movements were not very gentle. Then she took a silver knife, and caught fire for a moment, and ordered him to lie on the table and cut off a small piece of carrion from his wound.

Xie Changgeng leaned over and clasped the corner of the desk with both hands, and a severe pain on his back. Seeing that she was cold and had no gentleness at all, she couldn't help it and said gritting her teeth and said, "If there was a knife next to her that day, wouldn't you have to stab me with a knife?"
Chapter completed!