Chapter 194 I agree... I'm begging you.
Little Su Bao was startled and subconsciously turned her head to look over.
She then saw Zhao Yun looking at her, his face pale and his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
His voice was soft, yet it carried a hint of inexplicable emotion.
"Say yes!" Zhao Yun looked at Xiao Su Bao, his eyes full of hope.
In that dream, the little dumpling refused Doctor Song because she was scared, but later, when she grew up, she said she regretted it!
Su Bao was taken aback; she was actually a little scared and wanted to refuse!
Zhao Yun was a little excited. He tried his best to sit up and looked at Xiao Su Bao: "Su Bao, say yes!"
Little Su Bao was at a loss and somewhat flustered.
Doctor Song was also a little nervous. His master had said that he could only ask once. If Xiao Su Bao agreed, she would be a member of their lineage. If she didn't agree, he shouldn't force her. Even if Xiao Su Bao regretted it and wanted to agree later, it wouldn't be allowed.
Qian could see the nervousness of Doctor Song and the urgency of Zhao Yun.
She looked at the little dumpling, squatted down in front of her, and gently wiped the blood off her hands.
"It's alright. If you like it, just agree. Learning a skill is always a good thing. If you don't like it, just refuse. As long as your mother has food to eat, she won't let you go hungry!"
Ms. Qian picked up the little baby and did not force the child.
Zhao Yun was so excited that he started coughing violently.
He looked straight at Xiao Su Bao: "Please... I'm begging you!"
Little Su Bao paused, and for some reason, her nose started to sting.
She glanced at Zhao Yun, then at the Qian family and the others.
Xiao Su Bao lowered her head, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked at Doctor Song!
The little dumpling clenched her fists slightly, a strange nervousness welling up inside her. Her soft voice rang out, "I...I do..."
Doctor Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his smile becoming extremely broad.
Master said that if the genius does not agree, he should not appear in front of the genius again, so as not to get involved in karma.
But if he agrees, then Xiao Su Bao will become the future heir of their Sun Simiao lineage, and he will do everything in his power to cultivate her.
"Haha, good, good..." Doctor Song's eyes were relaxed, and his tone was more gentle.
"Once I write a letter to my master, you will come with me to pay respects to the patriarch, and then you will be officially considered a member!"
After a pause, Doctor Song handed a palm-sized, dark green jade pendant to the little dumpling.
The jade pendant is carved with a small koi carp carrying a lingzhi mushroom in its mouth, looking exceptionally lively and adorable.
"Junior Sister, this is what Master asked me to give you after you agreed!" Doctor Song looked relaxed, his brows even unfurrowing a bit.
Just then, Zhao Sanpao suddenly spoke up, his voice urgent.
"Little village chief, little village chief, what's wrong? Are you alright!" Zhao Sanpao hurriedly pulled Doctor Song over.
"Please take a look, what's wrong with our village chief?"
Doctor Song didn't have time to say much and hurriedly went to Zhao Yun to take his pulse.
At this moment, Zhao Yun was running a high fever and was trembling all over.
Doctor Song, disregarding his joy at finding his junior sister, rushed to Zhao Yun's side.
"All of you who are not involved, please leave. Junior Sister, you stay here!" Doctor Song immediately said to the crowd.
Zhao Sanpao wanted to stay, but Zhao Yun pushed him away.
The Qian family also stayed behind, mainly because someone still needed to keep Zhao Yun in check.
"Su Bao, little Su Bao..." He looked up and saw little Su Bao, and it seemed that the pain lessened a little.
With a serious expression, Xiao Su Bao jogged over to Zhao Yun.
Just then, a hand grabbed Zhao Yun's hand even faster than hers.
Little Su Bao was startled, turned around, and saw Little Mo Bao.
Xiao Mobao looked at Zhao Yun, his voice slightly low: "I'll do it..."
He had also been injured before and knew that Xiao Su Bao's small, thin hands couldn't withstand Zhao Yun's grasp, but he was tough and wouldn't be a problem.
Little Su Bao nodded, but her eyes were fixed on Zhao Yun's head.
The blood on his head is increasing!
"Grandpa Song..." Little Su Bao was about to say something subconsciously.
"Call me senior brother!" Doctor Song said to Xiao Su Bao as he unwrapped the gauze.
The little dumpling was taken aback, its cheeks flushed slightly, but it still obediently called out, "Senior brother, this wound needs to be sealed up. Do you have any kind of powder that won't make people feel pain?"
Little Su Bao frowned, a look of anxiety on her face.
The mute old woman had it, but she didn't...
Doctor Song's expression changed slightly, and his hands paused for a moment.
His eyes were filled with complex emotions; he naturally had that kind of powder himself.
"I have some, but not much!" He sighed, finally understanding why his master had given him this little bit of powder before he left!
"How much?" Little Su Bao asked Doctor Song, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
At this moment, Doctor Song had already removed the gauze, revealing a rather gruesome cut.
"Not much, just a small bottle!" Doctor Song took a small bottle out of his medicine box and handed it to Xiao Su Bao.
Little Su Bao glanced at it, thought for a moment, and said, "That's enough!"
The little dumpling was very quick, splitting off half of it and pouring it directly into Zhao Yun's mouth.
Zhao Yun was extremely annoyed by Xiao Mobao holding his hand; he was both in pain and frustrated.
Fortunately, the little dumpling held his head and fed him the medicine, which made him feel a little better.
"I..." He was about to speak when he felt dizzy!
Immediately afterwards, the little milk ball took out some and sprinkled it on the wound.
"We still have some thread left, and as for the needles, we can just soak them in some alcohol and they'll be ready to use!" Xiao Su Bao said from the side.
The mute old woman secretly took her out to treat patients, but at that time, the little dumpling usually hid to the side, and neither of them spoke to anyone else, just quietly receiving treatment.
Doctor Song nodded and began to assist Xiao Su Bao.
Qian was very nervous; this was a matter of life and death!
She watched as the little dumpling calmly treated Zhao Yun, and she felt a mix of emotions.
Fortunately, Ms. Qian did not interrupt at this time.
Xiao Su Bao used scissors to remove all the hair from Zhao Yun's scalp before cleaning and stitching him up.
The wound cleaning was handled by Dr. Song, and Xiao Su Bao was only responsible for stitching it up.
Perhaps because it was the first time Xiao Su Bao was stitching someone up, and on her head no less, she was a little nervous, and the first few stitches were a bit crooked.
But the little dumpling quickly got into the zone.
Her small hands were surprisingly strong, and she quickly stitched the wound up little by little.
With the last stitch, she even tied a pretty good knot.
"Once the wound has healed, these stitches will need to be removed!" she said, glancing at her stitched wound.
Both Doctor Song and Madam Qian were stunned.
The little dumpling's calm tone left the two of them momentarily stunned.
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