Tuantuan's chubby little face was full of smiles, revealing a hint of composure amidst her childishness.
"Dad, I'm fine, I'm perfectly okay."
Yang Jinchuan always felt that Tuantuan was lying to him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
"Honey, if you feel unwell, you must tell Daddy. You can't suffer in silence, okay?"
"Dad, Tuantuan knows. Dad, I want to eat fruit. Can you wash some fruit for me?"
Yang Jinchuan nodded: "What would you like to eat?"
"Big watermelon, so sweet, Tuantuan loves to eat big watermelon."
Yang Jinchuan turned and left to help Tuantuan cut the watermelon.
After Yang Jinchuan left, Tuantuan's expression immediately turned sour.
Xiao Mei frowned, feeling nervous and uneasy.
Tuantuan gently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Even though Tuantuan said that, Xiaomei was still very worried.
Tuan Tuan's wound looked particularly frightening. No matter how it was bandaged or what medicine was used, the wound did not improve and even showed signs of festering.
But the little one doesn't say anything; even when he's in excruciating pain, he just frowns.
Seeing Tuantuan like this, Xiaomei felt terrible.
It drifted away, all the way to Gu Jinghuai's house.
Gu Jinghuai was practicing his swordplay when he sensed a familiar ghost approaching and stopped.
Xiao Mei looked flustered, and Gu Jinghuai frowned: "Has something happened to Tuantuan?"
"Tuantuan was injured by the Demon Lord. Her wound is too strange, it seems like it will never heal. She was injured last night, and it's already festering today."
Gu Jinghuai put away the peach wood sword, ran outside, and wanted the driver to take him to the Yang family.
As if he had thought of something, he ran in again, and when he came out, he was pulling Gu Hongwen along.
"Jinghuai, don't run so fast. Let's talk this out. Grandpa can't breathe."
Gu Jinghuai remained silent until he shoved Gu Hongwen into the car, which then sped away.
In the car, Xiaomei recounted Tuantuan's situation again.
Gu Hongwen: ! !
He was frustrated, wondering why he couldn't run faster.
"Grandpa Gu, the Yang family doesn't know about Tuantuan's situation yet, and Tuantuan doesn't want her family to worry. When you go over later, remember not to give anything away."
Gu Hongwen nodded: "Don't worry, I won't say anything out of line."
With Grandpa Gu's promise, Xiao Mei breathed a sigh of relief.
...
When the grandfather and grandson arrived at the Yang family's house, they went straight to the garden.
Yang Jinchuan was watering the flowers with Tuantuan. Wherever Tuantuan pointed, Yang Jinchuan would water the flowers.
Gu Hongwen smiled as usual: "Jinchuan, spending time with the child."
"Uncle Gu, Jing Huai, you've arrived."
Gu Jinghuai politely said, "Hello, Uncle Yang."
Gu Hongwen: "Jinchuan, I'm a little thirsty. Could you get some of your dad's Da Hong Pao tea for me to make some?"
Yang Jinchuan said with a smile, "Uncle Yang, I suspect you came to our house because you wanted to drink my dad's treasured tea."
Despite the laughter, Yang Jinchuan went to make tea.
After he left, Gu Hongwen could no longer smile.
"Little Tuantuan, let Grandpa Gu take a look at your wound."
Xiao Mei lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and silently bowed her head.
Tuantuan didn't blame her. She slowly rolled up her sleeves, revealing the bandaged wound.
Gu Jinghuai frowned, feeling heartbroken.
When the gauze was removed, the wound was completely festering, and Xiaomei exclaimed in shock, "How could this be! It's gotten worse again!"
Zhao Wen was also dumbfounded. She was the one who bandaged Tuan Tuan's wound, so she naturally knew the condition of the wound better.
This was the first time Zhao Wen had ever encountered such a severe wound.
Gu Hongwen examined the wound. Tuantuan's wound was really too serious. It was the first time he had ever seen a wound like this.
"Let me try first, Tuantuan, bear with the pain."
"Okay." Tuantuan cooperated fully.
Gu Hongwen chanted a spell, straightened his index and middle fingers, and retracted the rest of his fingers, as if injecting something into Tuan Tuan's wound.
The festering wound was gradually healing, and just when everyone thought that Tuantuan's wound would heal on its own, it returned to a festering state.
Gu Hongwen wanted to try again, but Tuantuan refused: "Grandpa Gu, it's no use using your cultivation to heal my wounds."
Gu Hongwen frowned and said, "I'll give it a try."
Tuantuan refused even more strongly: "Brother Jinghuai, even Grandpa Gu can't do it, so you definitely can't either. Let's just forget about it."
Gu Jinghuai: "Tuantuan, how can we draw conclusions without trying?"
"Brother Jinghuai, is your cultivation level as high as Grandpa Gu's?"
This question stumped Gu Jinghuai. Although his cultivation level was not as high as Gu Hongwen's, his abilities surpassed Gu Hongwen's.
"Tuantuan, let me try. What if I give you my cultivation and your wounds heal?"
Tuantuan waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, don't worry about my wound, I'll be fine."
"Aunt Zhao, please bandage my wound."
Zhao Wen carried the first-aid kit and re-bandaged Tuantuan's wound.
Gu Hongwen sat in the chair, completely baffled: "How could this be? I have never seen such a bizarre wound before."
"Grandpa Gu, wounds don't heal quickly. It's hot, so it's easy for them to fester. Xiaomei is too nervous and worried about me. There's a saying that goes, 'Concern leads to confusion,' and that's exactly it."
Tuantuan was still all smiles, like a child who was fine.
Gu Hongwen remained silent as he observed Tuantuan's condition.
This child is truly heartbreaking.
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