But because there were so many children, it was impossible to give each of them a separate room. So the living room and the side room were also used, and five or six people were barely accommodated in one room.

Xiao Zhao lived in a wing on the west side. When Shen Yizi and his companions arrived, the children gathered outside the door and windows, looking inside.

In the room, several children who lived with Xiao Zhao gathered around his bed, constantly calling his name.

This was what the maid instructed before she left.

There is a local saying that if a person is possessed by a nightmare, it is a sign that his soul has left his body, and the people around him must keep calling his name to stop his soul. Otherwise, he may never wake up.

"Brother Xiaozhao, Brother Xiaozhao..." Nong Nong, who was the main person in calling back the soul, lay on the head of Xiaozhao's bed, crying and calling.

Shen Yizi walked quickly to the bed and sat down on the edge. When she saw the little boy lying on the bed, she felt that he looked very familiar. But she couldn't care less about that now. She stretched out her finger and touched the boy's forehead.

Gentle spiritual energy seeped into his body, soothing his soul.

At the same time, she said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, the bad guys have been executed and can't hurt you anymore, wake up."

In Xiao Zhao's dream, the scene of that day reappeared.

"Hahaha, this little thing is really slippery."

"When I catch you, I'll have some fun with you."

"The little face is so delicate, just like a girl. I wonder what it's like to play with it..."

Several people approached him with lewd smiles.

Deng Biao appeared at some point. His plump and fair face was no longer kind and gentle. His eyes glowed green. "Hey, it's useless even if you run to the horizon. You can't escape from my palm. You'd better come here obediently, or you'll suffer."

Xiao Zhao was surrounded by four people, with nowhere to escape, and the ground turned into a black swamp. His body kept sinking...

Deng Biao and three others watched from the shore, stretching out their hands like devil tentacles towards him.

"Do you want me to save you? Then hold my hand and listen to me..."

Should he allow himself to be swallowed by the black swamp, or be rescued by Deng Biao and his men and brought to shore to be ravaged? Xiao Zhao didn't know which choice would be less desperate.

At this moment, a soft and ethereal voice penetrated the space and reached his ears: "...Don't be afraid, wake up."

Xiao Zhao suddenly realized that everything before her eyes was just a dream!

Deng Biao and the swamp all collapsed in that instant.

Xiao Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes filled with soft light and warmth.

When Shen Yizhi saw his eyes, he suddenly remembered why he looked so familiar. Wasn't this the boy who had sold Yu Liuli to him? He had met him once more later.

But his face was gray at that time, but now it is white, so she didn't recognize him at first.

But as soon as she saw his pair of dark, calm eyes, she was impressed.

"Brother Xiaozhao, you finally woke up...hiccup——" Nong Nong couldn't help but hiccup.

The teardrops that were originally hanging on the eyelashes were blown away by this "burp".

Xiao Zhao sat up and reached out to wipe her face, "Don't cry, Nong Nong, I'm fine now."

When the other children saw him wake up, they all rushed over and expressed their concern.

These children have experienced all kinds of torture together and have shared hardships. Now they have become a close group and have deep feelings for each other.

Shen Yizhi looked at it and couldn't help but smile.

"Sister, you are a doctor, right?" Nongnong came to her and carefully tugged at her sleeve.

Shen Yizhi squatted down to look at her, touched her head, and said, "Yes."

Nong Nong felt so comfortable with her gentle touch that he couldn't help rubbing against her palm, with his big eyes narrowed, like a cute little kitten.

After getting her affirmation, she hurriedly pulled a girl over and said, "Sister, Qiao'er was hit on the face and couldn't sleep at night because of the pain. Can you help her?"

Qiao'er was the little girl who was whipped in the orphanage before.

She raised her eyes timidly and looked at Shen Yizhizi, then quickly lowered her eyelids and stared at the ground.

The scar of blood and flesh was branded on the girl's small face, like an ugly centipede lying on it, which made the adults present feel sorry for it.

Xie Yun asked the maid, "The child is in so much pain that she can't sleep, why don't you ask a doctor to come and see her?"

When he came to see the children earlier, he had told her to take good care of them.

The maid said in frustration: "I asked a doctor, but she wouldn't let anyone get close to her. The doctor had no choice but to leave the ointment. I wanted to apply the ointment on Qiao'er, but she kept avoiding me. I couldn't do anything."

These children have been beaten and frightened, leaving deep psychological trauma. Once someone approaches, they are like frightened birds.

Xie Yunshen sighed, knowing that this was not the maid's fault.

I can only turn my eyes to Shen Yizhizi.

He felt that the children were very close to her, and the girl named Nong Nong even took the initiative to ask her for help.

Shen Yizhi's eyes fell on Qiao'er and she softened her tone: "Your name is Qiao'er, right? Don't be afraid, I have a very useful ointment here. After applying it, the wound on your face will heal quickly without leaving any scars."

She gently took Qiao'er's hand. Qiao'er trembled slightly but did not refuse.

Shen Yizhi held her and sat down at the table, and asked Xiao Zhao: "Can you bring me a wash basin?"

Xiao Zhao ran out without saying a word, and soon came back with a basin and placed it in front of her.

Shen Yizhi performed a water ball technique and threw the condensed water ball into the basin.

When the children saw this scene, they opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Qiao'er, who was originally a little uneasy, was also attracted by this scene and stared at it intently.

Shen Yizhi used the fireball technique to heat the water, wet the handkerchief, and wiped Qiao'er's face carefully, especially the area around the scars, which was already oozing pus.

It has to be cleaned up.

Qiao'er felt her gentle and light movements, and smelled the sweet fragrance mixed with milk on her body, and felt extremely comfortable.

I wish this beautiful sister was her mother.

She thought so in her heart.

A pair of nervous eyes looked at her without blinking, full of admiration, like a little animal looking at its mother, wet and black, making people feel pity.

Shen Yizi felt softened by her gaze, and he applied the medicine more gently, fearing to startle her.

Nong Nong, Xiao Zhao and others were standing or squatting nearby, watching the scene quietly.