Mr. Fu San felt Song Qingci's collapse, and if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would almost laugh.

The little girl is a quick-witted and passionate person.

Well, not a love-brained person.

Master Fu San didn't know how many times he had sighed in his heart, but this time he still couldn't help but sigh -

If another woman was abandoned, she would definitely not be as open-minded as she is.

Even if it was Mr. Fu San, using his limited knowledge to put himself in Song Qingci's shoes, he would find it difficult to calm down, and at least would feel hatred.

She gave so much for that man, with her courage and bravery, and moved herself to save him with her blood. She also married him without hesitation when he was at the lowest point in his life, and followed him for thousands of miles without hesitation.

That man possesses the deep affection that all men in the world envy.

But he didn't cherish it.

Mr. Fu San wanted to help the little girl teach him a lesson.

Why can the little girl live her life happily and easily without any resentment or hatred?

To say she is tough, is indeed the case.

But this kind of optimism and open-mindedness is far beyond what the word "tenacious" can encompass.

For men, marrying a beautiful woman and having her accompany them through life and death are their ideals in life.

In other words, it is a fantasy of the world.

For a gifted person like Mr. Fu Sanye, the former can be obtained with just a few clicks.

But who dares to ask for the latter?

Marriage is an exchange between people of equal social status.

The little girl gave everything, but ended up with nothing.

I can only say that her man is a scumbag.

"Third Master?" Song Qingci called out twice, but got no response, so he couldn't help but raise his voice.

She became even more certain that Mr. Fu San and Fu An were having an affair.

He was seriously considering whether he could see Fu An's true appearance!

Wow, true love.

In fact, she wanted to say that she really understood!

She has such a mother. Even if Mr. Fu San likes his Pekingese, Song Qingci will still say "blessings for love".

"Just tell me where you're hurt and I'll treat the wound directly."

Master Fu San said, "The wounds on his right side, thigh, and calf are not deep, so he should be fine. I have already treated them for him."

"Okay, I'll just look at the waist and thighs."

A man’s waist is important!

Oh, but it doesn’t seem to matter to Fu An, he probably won’t need it…right?

But Song Qingci's mind had already begun to wander.

No, no, no, what if their relationship is different from what she thinks?

——Maybe Mr. Fu San likes to be down there!

Then Fu An’s kidney is important!

For the sake of Third Master's future happiness, Song Qingci said that he would do his best!

After all, she still admires the Third Master very much. He is a responsible man!

Fu An pulled the quilt over his head.

Song Qingci: "..."

Brother, really, I don’t want to see you!

Good man, even if you have problems with your sexual orientation and consider yourself a woman, don't learn from women's bad habits of not going out of the house and not letting outsiders see their faces, okay?

You can learn from me!

Only if we are open and honest can we be worthy of the Third Master!

She muttered to herself, but her hands moved quickly, untying the bandage that the Third Master had previously bandaged on Fu An's waist.

My goodness, my goodness, the wound is really deep, with blood and flesh flying around, why is it green?

Not only green, but also green... glowing?

Song Qingci suddenly thought of something and looked up at Mr. Fu Sanye: "Did you sprinkle the medicine in the green bottle on his wound?"

Mr. Fu San nodded.

Song Qingci: "...but I wrote above that it is for internal use!"

Mr. Fu San was embarrassed. "When I asked you for medicine for external injuries, I subconsciously thought that it would be poured on the wound."

"But that's not powder, it's pills!"

She looked at Mr. Fu San's finger and immediately had the answer.

Well, I wasted your energy and crushed the medicine into crumbs.

Very good pinching, don’t pinch it next time.

Song Qingci helped Fu An treat and bandage the wound again.

"The opponent's knife must be very heavy." She muttered.

Fu An should have avoided it a little, but even so, the wound was frighteningly deep.

If it goes a little deeper, the kidneys will be in danger.

"Will there be any sequelae?" Mr. Fu San was obviously very concerned.

Song Qingci: "Don't worry, I'm here. Although there will be scars, I will try my best to make them shallower. As for the inside, it will be fine. It will be the same as before. Don't worry, Third Master."

Mr. Fu Sanye breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Song Qingci: It would be strange if there is no affair!

That is, the Third Master might be the one below. This realization made her inexplicably excited, and she even wanted to watch.

She really had never seen it.

Fu An's narrow waist without a trace of fat and well-defined abdominal muscles are really mouth-watering.

Third Master, you are blessed!

If she wants to find a man in the future, she will look for someone like Fu An.

What's wrong with being brainless?

Oh no, what happened to love brain?

What a strong figure!

Song Qingci then proceeded to treat Fu An's second wound.

After she saw the injury clearly, she exclaimed in her heart, "Wow!"

What's wrong with the opponent!

Either they want to dig out the kidneys or they want to cut off the person's life.

Love but cannot get it!

So insidious.

No wonder Fu An was so shy. It seemed that it was not only because of his male ethics, but also because the injury was really embarrassing.

Master Fu San said, "Let me do it. Miss Song, you can guide me."

Although the girl has been married, it is not customary for men and women to touch each other.

Fu An's injury was embarrassing, and the girl didn't know how to start.

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