poor family young gentleman

After returning to the room, Feng Jiye put the child on the bed, took off his one-piece cotton padded jacket, his little tender neck was circled with bruises, and there were several shocking pinches on the arms and legs that had gained some flesh in the past two days. Seeing the marks, Feng Jiye almost burst into tears, his fingers caressed those marks with distress, the little bun who was tired of crying and fell asleep reflexively shook, his mouth puckered and sobbed again.

"Hey, don't cry, Daddy won't touch you anymore."

Seeing this, Feng Jiye picked up his distressed baby and shook it back and forth, not forgetting to stuff the pacifier into his mouth, but deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but strongly regret why he didn't kill Wanying with a single knife, the mother's poisonous woman, He can deal with a baby who is only a few days old. He thinks he is a cruel and ruthless person, but compared with Wan Ying, he is ashamed of himself. He is the most poisonous woman, and it is true!

"Woooo..."

Under his comfort, Xiao Baozi gradually stopped whimpering and just sucked on the pacifier sobbingly. Feng Jiye kissed his face and put him back on the bed again: "My dear son, Daddy will give you grandma, Be good and don't cry anymore."

Gently stroking his belly, after making sure that he would not cry again, Feng Jiye slowly withdrew his hand.

[System, help me scan the little bun for any invisible injuries. 】

He remembered the system saying that he could scan other people.

[You really don't waste resources at all. 】

To complain, the system obediently scanned Xiao Baozi's body.

[All indicators are normal. The trauma system recommends that the host exchange for Ice Muscle Jade Dew. After a few hours, those bruises will fade away. 】

【Um. 】

I don't have the mood and energy to argue with him today, so Feng Jiye redeemed his grandma and spent five points in exchange for a bottle of ice muscle jade dew that the system said. At this time, Yin Huanyang came in with hot water, and Feng Jiye walked over again. He took out the tub and the small tub, and asked him to pour half of the tub of water to bathe the little bun, and then pour the rest into the tub.

"My dear son, let's wash our ass first!"

Feng Jiye took off the diapers on his body while talking, picked him up and carefully put him into the warm bathtub, as long as they had the conditions these days, they would wash his ass every time he changed the diapers, the little bun also Getting used to being surrounded by hot water, he didn't pout his mouth like it was at the beginning, and obediently let his father gently scrub his body, that is, every time Feng Jiye's hands wiped those bruises, he would be with the little milk cat. They also called out twice, which made Feng Jiye's heart ache.

"Yeye, I'll feed Xiao Baozi grandma, please show the little lion, it must be in pain."

When Feng Jiye carried the child out of the water, Yin Huanyang also filled the tub with water, as if he was about to reach out to take over the rest of the work, but Feng Jiye avoided him with the little bun in his arms: "Wait a minute, I'm going to give him some medicine."

"Oh."

Seeing him putting the naked little bun on the laid bath towel to wipe his body, Yin Huanyang immediately followed up. When he saw the scars on the little bun's neck, arm and calf, his eyes turned red: "Yeye , she even pinched Xiao Baozi's hands and feet, why is she so bad?"

Xiao Baozi is small, soft and well-behaved, how could Wan Ying be willing to hurt him?Too much.

Turning his head to look at him, Feng Jiye carefully wiped off the water on Xiao Baozi's body and said: "Some people are born bad, shouldn't we avenge Xiao Baozi? Don't be sad, if she dares to come again, we will kill her." Her other arm, until it cuts her into a stick, let's see if she dares to do evil."

If someone heard this, they would definitely think that he was talking casually and would not take it seriously. Only Feng Jiye knew that he was serious, and if Wan Ying dared to come, he would dare to cut it.

"Ah."

Nodding vigorously with tears in his eyes, Yin Huanyang rushed to the bedside and stretched out his fingers to gently scratch Xiao Baozi's cheek: "I'm sorry, it's my father who didn't protect you well, but don't worry, we will take you with us wherever we go in the future, absolutely I won't let others bully you anymore, little bun, don't be angry with your father and dad, okay?"

"How could he understand what you said? All right, you can feed him grandma. I'll take a look at the little lion."

Feng Jiye was amused by him, after rubbing the medicine on the little bun, he picked up the prepared grandma and handed it to him.

"Who said, our little bun is so smart."

After taking the bottle, Yin Huanyang pouted in protest, Feng Jiye shook his head helplessly: "Yes, yes, yes, our good son is the smartest, smarter than his father."

"Hmm."

Not feeling at all that his wife was cleaning him up, Yin Huanyang was satisfied and nodded his head.

"Feed him grandma quickly, or he will cry again in a while."

Nothing to do with his stupid cuteness, Feng Jiye smiled and walked over to pick up the little lion lying at the end of the crib, and put him on the rattan table: "Hey, don't move, Uncle Feng will help you check the wound. "

While speaking, thin fingers nimbly untied the little clothes on it, and uncovered the gauze wrapped around the wound.

"Woooo..."

Uncle Feng, it hurts!

When blood was faintly seen on the gauze, the little lion's body shook, sobbing and acting softly.

"Good, it won't hurt in a while."

Caressing its head distressedly, Feng Jiye's movements became a little gentler, and he removed the gauze wrapped around his body layer by layer. Every time a layer was removed, the blood-soaked area would increase a bit. The dull phoenix eyes were filled with pity, until the last layer of gauze seemed to be coagulated on the wound by dried blood, and could not be removed smoothly.

"Uncle Feng, it hurts, I hurt."

The little lion who had just been quiet for a while started whimpering again.

"It may be a little painful, bear with it for a while, and Uncle Feng will give you your favorite ham later."

Feng Jiye did not forcefully remove the gauze, but took out alcohol spray and sprayed it on the gauze, trying to let it soften the coagulated blood before removing the gauze.

"Woooo..."

The alcohol stimulated the wound to hurt even more. The little lion sobbed and shed tears. Not to mention how pitiful the little lion was, Feng Jiye endured the pain and took off the gauze. The mouth of the lion: "It's ready, this is your reward, our little lion is really the king of all beasts, very brave!"

"Ang~"

Although his back was still hurting, he was praised by Uncle Feng and rewarded with a big ham sausage. The little lion raised his head and howled cutely.

"Hehe... What a painful little thing."

Feng Jiye's heart was about to be sprouted by it, and he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing its soft and fluffy head. Yin Huanyang, who was sitting by the bed and feeding the little bun to grandma, pouted with envy, and he also I want to praise every night, and I want to eat a big ham sausage.

"The drugs produced by the system mall are really awesome."

It was only the third day, and two-thirds of the deep bone wound on the lion cub's back had healed. Even though it had been tossed and tossed by it before, the wound showed no signs of cracking, only some blood came out of the skin that was pulled.

[Of course, the products produced by this system are all high-quality products. 】

Hearing his praise, the system popped up arrogantly.

[Speaking of the system, can the ice muscle jade dew just now be used by the little lion? 】

Feng Jiye couldn't help smiling, and then asked seriously, whether the products produced by the system are good, but most of them are like Sanwu products, and there are no instructions for use.

【Do you really think it is omnipotent? 】

The system complained angrily. Bingjiyulu can only treat and eliminate bruises, remove stubborn scars or old scars, and also has the effect of beautifying and rejuvenating the skin. How can it even cure lacerations?That's too bad.

【Don't you often say that you are omnipotent? 】

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Feng Jiye helped the little lion clean his wound while chatting with him.

[Is this system not omnipotent enough?Where can I find such a powerful existence of this system? 】

[Yes yes yes, you are the best, you are the most awesome. 】

[...Host, why does this system think that what you said is ironic? 】

【Trust me, that's not your illusion! 】

【roll! 】

Ha ha…

Feng Jiye laughed inexplicably, really, he found teasing the system was very fun, just like teasing his idiot brother, if they got together, it would definitely be more fun.

[Black liver and black lung bastard, this system hurts you for nothing, ice muscle jade dew is useless, but Qianjin wound ointment is amazingly effective, after applying it, it is guaranteed that its wounds will heal tomorrow. 】

Encountering such a bastard host, the system felt that it had been bad luck for eight lifetimes.

[There is such a good thing?Why didn't you say it earlier? 】

On the surface, Feng Jiye was complaining about the system, but in fact he was scolding himself for being stupid, he would have asked if he hadn't asked earlier, his brain was really short-circuited.

[You didn't ask, how does the system know that you are reluctant to give up points. 】

It's not a matter of a day or two for him to be stingy, and a bottle of Qianjin trauma ointment is worth twenty points.

[Fucking twenty points, if you come out of the system, I promise not to beat you to death! 】

【...】

He hadn't finished slandering him yet, but Feng Jiye started cursing, the system was also drunk, and cut off contact with him for the first time, and didn't want to talk to him anymore, while on the other side, Feng Jiye complained. , I still reluctantly exchanged for a bottle of Qianjin wound ointment, and immediately dipped a cotton swab into it and applied it evenly around the wound of the little lion.

"For you, Uncle Feng bleeds profusely."

Helping the little lion to wrap up the wound again, changed into another small clothes, Feng Jiye rubbed his head, took out milk and poured him a plate, and then started to clean up the blood-stained gauze and other things on the table.

"Yeye, does it matter to the little lion?"

Yin Huanyang, who had fed the little bun, came over with an empty milk bottle, and gently stroked its head with his big hand. The little lion looked up at him. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not refuse. He lowered his head and licked two mouthfuls of milk, ham and milk. , Shisheng has never been so satisfied, he has almost reached a climax, hasn't he?

"It's okay, the wound didn't burst. I changed him to the best medicine, and he should be fine tomorrow."

Throwing him a reassuring smile, Feng Jiye rolled up the changed gauze together with the little bun's diaper and stuffed it to him: "Take it to the stove and burn it. If Chuntao and the others ask you, they will say it's a little bun The lion's diaper, stained with blood, can no longer be used."

"Woooo..."

Uncle Feng, you are a bully!

Yin Huanyang nodded obediently, but the little lion raised his head and whimpered aggrievedly. He didn't need to wear a diaper.

"Haha...uh..."

"Night night?!"

Feng Jiye couldn't help raising his head and laughing, the so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, this is not the end of the laugh, a strong dizziness suddenly swept over, a familiar severe pain in the atrium, his slender body swayed unsteadily, frightened Yin Huanyang quickly pulled him into his arms: "What's wrong with you every night? Are you sick again? Where is your medicine?"

"fine."

Leaning in his arms, Feng Jiye shook his head vigorously: "Maybe it's because I'm hungry and have hypoglycemia. Go and help me with the cooking. I'll be fine after taking a shower and eating."

This body is really enough, if it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have to take the Strong Heart Pill before every fight, and thanks to the Strong Heart Pill, otherwise he wouldn't know how weak he would be.

"real?!"

Yin Huanyang looked at him suspiciously. He didn't know what hypoglycemia was, but he knew that he wouldn't pass out if he was hungry. At least he was hungry now and didn't pass out.

"Really, let's go out."

Really, he is not smart when he should be smart, and he is smarter than anyone else when he shouldn't be smart.

Feng Jiye endured the pain, pushed him away dumbfounded, until he was pushed outside, and the door closed with a slamming sound, his thin and weak body slowly slid down against the door panel, Feng Jiye closed his eyes and covered it with his hand. Holding his chest, he took out the Strong Heart Pill with a trembling hand and stuffed it into his mouth, quietly waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect, suppressing the sudden wave of severe pain.