Now the water from Lingquan Creek has been brought out of the Lingbao space.
Qiao Anle wasn't sure if it would still be useful.
But she decided to give it a try.
Qiao Anle put down the towel and used cotton instead.
After the cotton ball was dipped in the clear water from the Lingquan River, it was used to wipe the hideous wound on the big cub's forehead bit by bit.
Qiao Anle bent down low.
She wiped it gently and blew air on the wound.
“Huff, huff, huff… It doesn’t hurt. Our eldest son doesn’t feel any pain at all… Don’t be afraid. Mother will be gentler, very gently…”
The gentle comfort seemed to really reach the eldest cub's consciousness.
He no longer uttered any sobs or mutterings, but just fell asleep with his eyes closed.
This made Qiao Anle feel a little relieved.
The bloody hole on the eldest child's forehead was finally cleaned up.
Qiao Anle lowered her eyes, her gaze serious, and looked very carefully.
Look at the torn flesh, with the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, there are subtle signs of healing!
Lingquan Creek water is useful!
Although the effect is not as obvious as in the Lingbao space.
But just this was enough to make Qiao Anle overjoyed.
A little bit……
Even if it only relieves the pain a little bit...
They are all good!
Moreover, Qiao Anle didn't dare to do it too obviously. If the wound really disappeared, it would arouse unnecessary suspicion.
This is just right!
Just thinking about it.
“Hmm…”
The eldest cub whimpered in a daze.
He frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened his eyes.
In hazy vision.
The first thing the eldest child saw was Qiao Anle's worried expression.
Those familiar gentle eyes were staring at him without blinking.
"mother……"
The eldest spoke softly, his voice a little hoarse.
Qiao Anle raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.
She stroked the eldest child's face and asked softly.
"Big boy, how do you feel? Is there any pain anywhere on your body? Don't be afraid, just tell me and let me know."
The eldest boy blinked confusedly.
Slow down.
Memories flooded through his mind like a raging sea.
Embarrassed, angry, and in pain.
But there is still…
The warm body temperature of his mother, the sweet smell, and her hands holding him tightly in her arms.
He heard...
I heard my mother say that they were her own children...the flesh and blood of her heart...their darlings...
In that case.
The eldest had never heard of it.
When they were by the river, although he was a little confused, he just curled up in Qiao Anle's arms.
The rise and fall of Qiao Anle's chest when she spoke, the resonance in her chest, and her unwavering words.
Every word.
They are all deeply engraved in his heart.
Not forgotten at all!
Dazai's eyes suddenly turned red, and hot tears welled up from his eyes, filling up his eye sockets in an instant, and flowing down from the corners of his eyes.
Qiao Anle was startled.
She hurriedly touched the eldest cub's body, fearing that she had not checked carefully enough and had missed a wound.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Don't cry, big boy, tell mom quickly! Don't cry, don't cry, we are at home now, your parents are here, no one will bully you anymore."
Qiao Anle comforted him anxiously.
While talking.
The eldest boy shed tears and shook his head.
He raised his hands and hugged Qiao Anle's neck.
Sobbing.
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