Fu Jingyu's face became even uglier when he saw Xiaohua holding onto his clothes tightly.
"Xiaohua, I'll say it again, get out of the way."
Xiaohua shook her head and refused to let go.
Fu Jingyu's eyes flashed fiercely: "Xiaohua, don't force me."
Xiaohua looked at Fu Jingyu's eyes and her eyes reddened: "Brother, calm down. Even if Sister Shushu is injured, if she is awake, she definitely doesn't want to see you ruined."
They were landlords and were looked down upon. If Fu Jingyu got into a fight and was taken to the police station, he would be dead.
She didn't want to see such an outcome.
Hearing Xiaohua's words, Fu Jingyu was shocked.
He looked at Qiao Shu lying unconscious on the bed and felt sad.
Xiaohua was right. He couldn't destroy her. He had to protect her, keep her happy, and not let anyone hurt her.
Seeing that Fu Jingyu finally calmed down, Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you two doing here? Who's taking care of Zhiqing Qiao?"
Grandma Fu came out of the kitchen, holding a basin of water, and looked at the brother and sister and asked.
Xiaohua ran over and took the basin from Grandma Fu's hand: "Grandma, let me help you."
Grandma Fu looked at Xiaohua, nodded, asked her to bring the water into the house, and then she walked out.
Xiaohua poured water into a basin, wet it with a towel, and then cleaned Qiao Shu's wound.
Now the blood on Qiao Shu's forehead has stopped, and Xiaohua carefully wiped the blood off her face.
Fu Jingyu walked in: "You guys go out and do your work, leave this to me."
Grandma Fu and Xiaohua didn't say anything, but the worry in their eyes was obvious.
Xiaohua put the water on the table, took out a bottle of medicine for injuries from the drawer next to her, and handed it to Fu Jingyu: "Brother, please apply this medicine to Sister Shushu later so that she won't have scars."
With that, Xiaohua left the room.
Grandma Fu glanced at Fu Jingyu, then turned and walked out of the house.
The door closed, Fu Jingyu sat on the chair, reached out and touched the wound on Qiao Shu's forehead, his eyes full of guilt and heartache.
Why is she so stupid? Why does she have to help Xiaohua block it? She is so thin, how can she be a hero?
Thinking of this, Fu Jingyu wanted to immediately pull those bastards out and beat them up.
He put the medicine bottle under Qiao Shu's pillow, looked at Qiao Shu's injuries, took a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and began to disinfect Qiao Shu and treat the wound.
His movements were gentle and careful.
When the iodine touched the wound, Qiao Shu frowned in pain.
Seeing this, Fu Jingyu quickly stopped.
He looked at Qiao Shu, his heart full of pity.
As he watched the blood on Qiao Shu's forehead flow more and more, he became more and more angry.
He must make those people pay the price.
Thinking of this, Fu Jingyu was extremely angry and almost couldn't control his temper.
He continued to treat Qiao Shu's wound with a cotton swab, gently holding Qiao Shu's wrist with one hand.
Fu Jingyu's palm was broad and warm. His thumb gently stroked Qiao Shu's wrist, his eyes full of doting.
Fu Jingyu's eyes were so focused that he didn't notice Qiao Shu's eyelashes moving.
When he finished, he turned around to go out and pour out the basin of water, and heard a soft and weak voice from behind: "Fu Jingyu."
Fu Jingyu turned around and saw Qiao Shu's big eyes open. He rushed over and hugged her in his arms.
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