The child has been placed on the sofa, and the blood from the wound on his thigh is no longer flowing.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT off a skin injury, so the rest of the family made a fuss.
Then, he saw his uncle suddenly put Fu Er away:
"Porridge, where is it hurt? Where does it hurt? Tell uncle, okay?"
"Ouch, uncle, it hurts so much here, it's even bleeding!"
One paw pointed at the inner thigh.
His uncle became worried when he saw such a long hole:
"Uncle Mu, prepare the car and send Porridge to the hospital immediately!"
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Hospital?
As for that?
It¡¯s just such a small wound. It should be almost healed by the time we get to the hospital, right?
Fu Er had to speak out again:
"Brother, there's no need. Aunt Feng has already gone down to get the medical kit. It's just a matter of handling it. It's not serious."
When the child heard that he was going to the hospital, he cried a lot less and stammered to his uncle:
"Uncle, don't go to the hospital for porridge."
"Okay, okay, then don't go to the hospital."
¡°Tsk, look at how quickly this position has changed.
At the door, Aunt Feng almost lost her old bones. After going up and down the stairs twice, she could hardly breathe:
"Second Young Master, the medicine kit is here."
"Well, give it to me, it's okay, you all go and do your work."
Aunt Feng, Xiao Tao, and Butler Mu went downstairs with confidence.
You know, the old man downstairs is still waiting for news.
Hearing the great-great-grandson¡¯s loud cries made the old man anxious and he was about to get out of bed. He was held down by two nurses but failed.
At this moment, in the study room upstairs, only Fu Da, Fu Er, and Xiao Zaizi are still there.
Originally, his uncle held him and his father gave him the medicine.
As a result, the little boy refused to do it and cried, so his father had to hold him.
There was no other way, the two brothers had no choice but to change positions.
After all, there is a slight difference between being a biological father and being a biological uncle.
Normally, a child may be closer to his uncle, but when he gets injured or sick, the first thing he will look for is his mother and father.
It¡¯s just nature!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuu, uncle, please rub it with me, it hurts so much."
"Okay, uncle, please be gentle, we have to be strong, be patient, you will be fine soon, you are a man."
"Um!"
After disinfection and medication, it will definitely still hurt.
The child was nestled in his father's arms, with tears, snot, and saliva all smeared on his father's clothes, as well as the blood stains on his hands and cake cream, etc.
A valuable custom-made shirt was completely ruined.
¡°Obviously, no one cares whether the clothes are ruined or not at the moment.
It has been several minutes since I finished applying the medicine.
The kid¡¯s flesh was tender, and every time he put a cotton swab on it, his little body would tremble a few times, and then the back of his uncle¡¯s shirt would be soaked with sweat.
After applying the medicine, I finally put a large band-aid on it.
"Don't get wet for the next two days, it will be fine soon." He warned.
Both father and son nodded, the younger one's face was still full of tears.
Fu Da stood up and packed the medical kit:
"I'm going down first."
As long as the child has his father with him, there should be no problem.
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After Fu Da left, the child has always relied on his father:
"Dadwuwuwu"
"Fu Zhizhou, you are a man. It would be embarrassing if you keep crying."
"It hurts"
Sweat.
"What do you want to do? Tell me."
"Daddy hugs me!"
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