Lin Ruoxi looked at Lin Jingxuan at this time and saw that the backs of his hands were all bloody and dripping with blood. She frowned in distress, quickly took out the handkerchief, tore it into two pieces, and used it on the backs of Lin Jingxuan's hands.

He put the bandage on and asked Mo Xueyuan to go to the yard to get the medicine box.

Lin Jingxuan still smiled and said with an indifferent expression: "This is just a flesh wound. Fourth sister, don't worry!"

"Does the flesh wound stop hurting? Besides, you are also my brother, and I feel for you just as much!"

Lin Ruoxi said this and saw that Mo Xueyuan had brought the medicine box. She took out the medicinal wine she prepared from the medicine box, disinfected the back of Lin Jingxuan's hands, gave Lin Jingxuan some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic powder, and wiped him with gauze.

The wounds on his hands were entangled, and then he relieved his frown.

Lin Jingxuan saw Lin Ruoxi caring about him so much and worrying about him, but his heart felt inexplicably painful. How much did he hope that his fourth sister could always be so good to him? It was not the concern of the siblings, but the care that exceeded this and could accompany him.

Spending a lifetime together by his side... But is this really possible? It's just his fantasy.

"Master, where is Queen Wu?" Mo Xueyuan reminded in a low voice.

When Lin Ruoxi once again looked at Xiao Jinghua, whose face was full of fear, and his poor brother, her beautiful eyes turned red and she smiled coldly: "She has already given me a gift, so naturally I want to give it back to her, and I have to go beyond that.
Chapter completed!