The woman responded, but did not return to her own bedroom. Instead, she went to the room next to where Yan Funing was.
Old Ding shook his head in shame: "That handle is out."
His words pulled the two men out of their thoughts.
If I follow them, how can I give the bad guys no chance to exploit?
When he raised his eyes, he met Yan Funing's open eyes.
After making sure that our voices were heard in the guest room, Elder Ding spoke loudly: "Sir, you are being with this girl, which has caused a lot of trouble."
"Yes, it is indeed early." Li Xinheng left Yan Funing in the house, so he asked, "Will he go back to the town with you?"
"I'm afraid there's no bone fracture." Seeing how much pain you were in, Old Ding came to this conclusion.
The woman coughed heavily, perhaps because she was not far from the guest room, or perhaps because she had used her internal energy today.
Afraid that his son would understand, Elder Ding added with a smile: "This is a mole."
Elder Ding replied, "It needs to be fixed with a splint. It should heal in about a month. The situation is not certain at the moment. We need to wait until the girl wakes up and ask about the pain."
The woman smiled gently: "We haven't finished eating today's medicinal food yet, and my hand is injured. It seems that you are in for a treat today."
Caiyu and Song Yizhi, who were at the door, heard what had happened and hurried to look for Mr. Ding.
In the guest room, Mr. Ding and the woman walked to the end of the corridor in the Xuanzhu Hall.
Elder Ding carefully palpated the girl and took her pulse. After a long pause, he said, "The girl's arm doesn't seem to have any major problems. I'm just worried there might be some tiny cracks in the bones."
I stroked the pearl hairpin in my hand again and again.
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