i became a fairy

"Sigh~"

Seeing Mi Xiaoan taking off the medicine package without hesitation, Camille and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, squinted their eyes and turned their heads away, as if they didn't dare to look anymore.

"An, please slow down." Even Madeleine couldn't help but retreat back, frowning and saying uneasily: "Don't tear it too hard."

"Haha, it's okay." Mi Xiaoan looked closely at the wound, put away his previous serious look, and smiled with satisfaction: "The salt water has melted the plasma sticking to the cloth just now, no matter how hard you tear it, it won't work. It will stick. Look, there is no bleeding."

"Hey" Madeline heard this and looked closer. Sure enough, only a small amount of salt water soaked red with plasma gathered on the wound, and no excess blood flowed out. She was slightly dazed, looked at Mi Xiaoan with some embarrassment, and said calmly: "It's true, then go ahead and leave me alone."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Savella and Camille next to them dared to open their eyes slightly and glance at Sophia's shoulder, and said in surprise: "It's really okay. Then why did Na Na bleed so much just now?"

"Haha." Mi Xiaoan chuckled and explained: "It was just the coagulated plasma from the wound that was washed away and mixed with salt water, so it looked like bleeding, but it's actually fine."

"Oh, that's it." The two of them were relieved, nodded to Mi Xiaoan, and looked at the wound curiously.

I saw black medicine residue, purple blood scabs, and white fat scattered on the wound. The three things were mixed together, shaking occasionally with Sophia's breathing.

Savila couldn't help but shudder when she saw this. She reached out and rubbed her shoulders, as if the wound was on her own body. She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry just now. I almost messed up."

"It doesn't matter." Mi Xiaoan said nonchalantly: "You also care about Aunt Sophia."

As she spoke, she scooped another bowl of salt water from the barrel and continued to pour it on Sophia's wound. He was about to clean up the remaining plasma and medicinal powder on Sophia's shoulders, but his body immediately stopped.

She discovered that she didn't have a cotton swab

"An, what's wrong?" Madeline noticed Mi Xiaoan's strange behavior and asked.

"It's okay." Mi Xiaoan forced a smile. She thought for a while and handed the bowl to Madeline. Said: "You take it first."

Madeline took the bowl in a daze, and then watched Mi Xiaoan walk to the corner of the room, pour a basin of clean water, and wash her hands there very seriously, as if she was trying to scrub off the skin.

After rubbing all ten fingers together, she carefully checked her nails again, as if to see if there was any dirt inside. Finally, she vigorously shook off the water on her hands, walked outside the house, raised her hands and stood there like a zombie.

Madeleine looked at it for a while before she realized that she was drying her hands.

"Hey," Madeline raised her head at Mi Xiaoan and shouted, "There is a towel over there, wipe it off quickly and get it."

"Towels won't do." Mi Xiaoan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'd better dry it first. Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

"Oh." Madeline was a little confused, but she nodded and said no more.

There was not much water on the hand, and it only dried for a little more than a minute before it was dry. Mi Xiaoan turned around and walked into the house and said to Madeline: "Grandma, you can wash the wound next, and I will let you pour it." You just fall."

"Okay." Madeline nodded upon hearing this, bent down and scooped out a bowl of salt water from the bucket, holding it in her hand to prepare.

Seeing this, Mi Xiaoan looked at Sophia's wound again, pursed her lips, and then pressed her hand on it.

The feeling of her fingers touching the warm wound was strange, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, but she still gave the order: "Pour, just pour a little."

Madeline looked at Mi Xiaoan's movements, hesitated a little, and then obeyed and fell a little.

The salt water made the wound a little slippery, and Mi Xiaoan began to rub it gently with his fingers, carefully cleaning the plasma and medicine residue from Sophia's wound.

"Uh~huh~" As if she felt something, the sleeping Sophia frowned and groaned in pain, but she did not wake up.

Mi Xiaoan raised his eyelids and glanced at her, unmoved and continued rubbing. In the absence of an anesthetic needle, the right thing to do is to get it done as soon as possible, preferably before Sophia wakes up, so that she can suffer less pain.

"Pour a little more"

"Rush it and wash away the blood."

"Pour a little here, okay, that's enough."

As instructions were given, the clots of blood were being rubbed away and washed away, but the look on Sophia's face became increasingly painful. She frowned, her neck twisted unconsciously, big beads of sweat dripped, and her face looked much paler than before.

"Ah~"

With a painful scream, Sophia finally woke up. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at the people in front of her in confusion. Two drops of tears gathered in her eyes because of the pain.

Upon seeing this, Mi Xiaoan immediately stopped, fearing that she would be provoked to struggle again.

"Sassavilla" Sofia's eyes swept around in confusion, as if she recognized Sassavilla, and asked for help with a trembling voice: "My shoulder hurts, please help me."

Her face was pale, tears could not stop flowing out, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly to touch Savila.

"Sofia." Savila felt extremely distressed when she saw this, but still held Sofia tightly to prevent her from moving, and said: "Please bear with me for a while, we are treating your injuries. Just bear with it for a while."

"It hurts." Perhaps it was because the pain in her sleep was still eroding her, but Sofia still kept humming. One hand tightly held the corner of Savila's clothes and kept trembling.

"This" Savella's face was a little unbearable. She looked up at An and asked: "An, can you stop for a moment and let her rest?"

"No, the sooner the better." Mi Xiaoan shook his head decisively.

She looked at Sophia's shoulder. Because the blood scab had been washed away, some of the wounds had begun to inevitably seep blood. If you wait a little longer for the blood to coagulate, it will be more troublesome to clean.

"That's okay." Savila hesitated a little when he heard the words, then leaned down and hugged Sophia tightly, then wiped the tears on her face, and kept muttering: "Bear it a little longer, bear it a little longer." alright."

As she spoke, she looked at Mi Xiaoan again, nodded at her, and signaled to continue.

"Auntie, just hold her like that." Mi Xiaoan still felt a little uneasy and commanded: "Don't let her struggle. Also, get a piece of cloth for her to bite on so she doesn't hurt herself."

"Okay." Savila also understood Mi Xiaoan's worries and hurriedly followed the instructions while continuing to comfort Sophia.