Bandits join the army

"kill me."

Bai Feifei didn't need to ask further questions, he knew that his brother must have listened.

"My brother, he never shed a tear, but he never smiled again, and he never looked up at any beautiful woman."

"..."

Jing Shuiliang raised his head suddenly, there were no tears in his sad eyes, only red bloodshot eyes, resisting the vicissitudes of the past to appear.

"Feifei, do you know? If that day, I was the one who shot... I would rather he hate me than him hate myself..."

Speechless, Bai Feifei didn't expect his words to lead to such a profound topic. This was really beyond his expectation. He didn't know how to comfort this man. He endured no less than his brother.

He took Jing Shuiliang's hand away, and regardless of his surprised expression, he lowered his head and carefully cleaned it. It took a long time to remove all the dregs from the wound.

"Little Baiyang!"

……

No one responded.

"Little Baiyang! Little Baiyang!"

……

Still no one answered, Bai Feifei was a little annoyed, took a deep breath, and roared.

"Xiao Ya!"

The cook opened the door and came in with a faint smile on her face. When she entered the room, she saw blood and a broken cup. She immediately put away her smile and didn't ask about the situation. She just looked at Bai Feifei and felt a little nervous.

"Master, do you need me to get the medicine?"

Bai Feifei looked down at Jing Shuiliang's wound, it wasn't deep, but it had a lot of cuts, which looked penetrating.

If it is said that in the cottage, everyone is not pampered, he has long been familiar with this kind of wound, and it is a matter of killing and killing with spitting wine.

But he just couldn't see such a wound appear on Jing Shuiliang's hand, not anywhere, even a needle-like wound would make him feel distressed.

Frowning and nodding, he gave orders.

"Call the military doctor next to Brother Liang. I remember that he went up the mountain today. He will bring two more jars of wine and ask for the best."

The cook nodded, said "yes", turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by Bai Feifei again.

"Hey wait! Where's little Bai Yang?"

The cook turned around and replied: "He is hunting with Zhao Hongming in the mountains below the stockade, should I call him over?"

Bai Feifei waved his hand, losing his temper: "Good you brat, you just scolded him a few sentences ago, and you forgot that he almost got a bullet through his head?"No memory!

"No need, let him play by himself, you just ask the doctor to find someone to bring the wine over!"

The cook said "yes" again, said nothing more, closed the door and went out.

After closing the door, Bai Feifei turned his head to look at Jing Shuiliang who was still bowing his head. There seemed to be a thousand needles in his heart, so he didn't bother to talk about his own affairs.

Now he only wants Jing Shuiliang to stop being so uncomfortable, but it's not so easy, Bai Feifei has grown up so much, he has never coaxed people a few times, especially the elders, even more!

"Your plan is really good, take a look! It's only been a while, and my follower will be kidnapped immediately!"

Seeing that Jing Shuiliang still didn't respond, he panicked even more numbly, and the more he panicked, the more he wanted to say something.

"Your doctor will come in a while. His medical skills are better than mine. Let him handle it for you. I don't want you to suffer like me."

He felt that Jing Shuiliang's hand he was holding trembled, but it was very slight. If he hadn't held it, he would not have noticed it.