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Looking at Di Qingqing and Mu Yi'er sitting on the sofa side by side, biting his lip, frowning, enduring the pain, Bai Wu's face was full of black lines.

"Really, one is more worry-free than the other!"

Bai Wu had a dark face and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

Mu Yier and Di Qingqing lowered their heads tacitly.

"Oh, forget it!"

Bai Wu said, squatted down, took off the shoes that Mu Yier was wearing, gently held her small feet in his hands, and observed them carefully.

Different from Di Qingqing!

Di Qingqing twisted his left foot, and Mu Yier twisted his right foot.

Mu Yier's right ankle was purple-black.

"It seems that no bones were hurt, right?"

100%!

"Huh, it's good that you don't hurt your bones, otherwise you'll be in trouble!"

Bai Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bai, Bai Wu... how, how?" Mu Yier shrank her head, endured the pain, and asked tremblingly.

"It's okay, I'm here!" 02

Bai Wu gently touched Mu Yi'er's head.

"Well, um..." Mu Yi'er responded with a trembling voice.

"You two, sit here obediently for me, wait a moment, and I'll go get some ice cubes."

Bai Wu felt a little uneasy, and added: "Don't do anything for me again! Just sit down like this, don't move!"

After speaking, Bai Wu walked straight towards the kitchen.

"Wait, wait a minute! Ice cubes don't..." Mu Yier shouted.

Before Mu Yier could finish speaking, Bai Wu hurried into the kitchen.

Then, the second half of Mu Yier's sentence sounded in the living room: "Ice cubes are not in the kitchen..."

Seven or eight seconds later.

Bai Wu hurried out of the kitchen again, wondering, "Yi'er, where are the ice cubes? Isn't there any in the refrigerator?"

"In, in the ice maker, not in the refrigerator, not in the ice maker..."

Before Mu Yi'er's words were finished, Bai Wu rushed into the kitchen again in a hurry.

Seven or eight seconds later, Bai Wu hurried out of the kitchen again.

"Yi'er, where is the ice maker? I can't find it in the kitchen?" Bai Wu wondered.

"The ice machine is in the restaurant..." Mu Yier said tremblingly.

Bai Wu hurried to the restaurant again.

Mu Yier bit her lip and endured the pain, looking at Bai Wu who was running around, her eyes became more and more tender.

Di Qingqing's eyes kept going back and forth on Bai Wu and Mu Yi'er, his eyes flickering.

After a few seconds.

Bai Wu hurried back to the living room with a large plate of ice cubes in his hand.

"Okay, come on, you two, who comes first?" Bai Wu looked at Mu Yier and Di Qingqing on the sofa and asked casually.

result……

Mu Yier: "Bai Wu, you, you...give Qingqing...treat...treat! Qingqing has endured for so long!"

Di Qingqing: "No, no, no... No, treat Sister Mu first, I, I'm fine, I just twisted a little!"

Mu Yi'er: "Let Qingqing go first! What, what do you mean by twisting a little bit, a large area of ​​your ankle is swollen!"

Di Qingqing: "I'm really fine, one, a little... hiss... it doesn't hurt at all, sister Mu, you've been twisted a lot more than me!"

Mu Yier: "Bai Wu, treat Qingqing first!"

Di Qingqing: "Treat Sister Mu first!"

Mu Yier: "Qingqing!"

Di Qingqing: "Sister Mu!"

Bai Wu: "..."

Full of black lines.

"Cough cough!"

Bai Wu couldn't help but coughed and said, "I said, is it necessary for you to give in like this? Isn't it just a little twist? It makes you look like you are parting from life!"

"Bai, Bai Wu, treat Qingqing first. Didn't you say that she just fell down before? Now she twisted again, it must be serious..." Mu Yier stared at Bai pleadingly Wu.

"alright, alright!"

Bai Wu gently rubbed Mu Yi'er's head, took a piece of ice, handed it to Mu Yi'er, and said gently, "Yi'er, then I'll help this girl Di Qingqing treat first, you use it first. Put ice on the swollen and painful ankle, and I'll treat you later!"

"Well, um..." Mu Yi'er nodded obediently with a grateful face.

Afterwards, Bai Wu looked at Di Qingqing.

"Bai, Bai Wu, please, please treat Sister Mu first, I'm fine, I'm really fine, I really don't feel any pain..."

Before Di Qingqing could finish her words, Bai Wu directly held her little foot.

Gently pinch on the purple-black area.

"Ah~hh~ it hurts!"

Di Qingqing's pained groans sounded.

"You know it hurts?"

Bai Wu said coldly, "Why didn't you know the pain when you were brave just now?"

Saying that, Bai Wu took a piece of ice and began to apply cold compresses to Di Qingqing in all directions.

After a minute or two of cold compress, Bai Wu threw the ice back into the plate.

"The 810 may be a little painful in a while. If you can't help it, be sure to tell me, I'll adjust my strength!" Bai Wu reminded.

Di Qingqing bit her lip and was silent.

"Did you hear it?" Bai Wu asked coldly.

"I, I... I'm not afraid of pain..." Di Qingqing responded tremblingly.

next second.

Bai Wu's palm pressed the hematoma on Di Qingqing's ankle.

"His~~"

Di Qingqing couldn't help taking a breath.

"Does it hurt?" Bai Wu asked softly.

"Yes, a little..." Di Qingqing replied tremblingly.

Bai Wu reduced his strength a little and started to massage.

After two or three minutes, Bai Wu stopped.

"Okay, take an ice cube and apply it to yourself, and I'll massage Yi'er for a course of treatment!"

After Bai Wu finished speaking, he handed an ice cube to Di Qingqing, and then grabbed Mu Yi'er's little foot.

to be honest!

Mu Yi'er's feet are not inferior to Di Qingqing's.

If you put on a pair of black socks, you will definitely be amazed by foot control patients.

"Next time there is a chance, let Yier wear black and try it with her feet?"

Thinking of this, Bai Wu couldn't help but get excited.

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