"Where else are you injured?" Xiao Xiao stared at Xiao Jiu and asked.
Xiao Jiu rolled up its pants.
There were many bruises on his arms, calves, and thighs.
It was obvious that he had been beaten up.
Fortunately, there were no knife wounds.
Xiao Xiao didn't say anything. He took the medicinal wine from the medicine box and first treated Xiao Jiu's leg injury.
He was also rough. He used simple methods to cut off all the fabric below Xiao Jiu's thighs.
His long pants instantly turned into shorts.
However, her originally fair and tender legs were now green and purple. It was a tragic sight.
Xiaoxiao's expression darkened.
As soon as the medicine was applied, Xiao Jiu cried out, "Lighter, lighter. It hurts..."
"It hurts." As the other party spoke, his hands did not hesitate at all.
Xiao Jiu cried out, "Who are you? Why are you like this? Be careful, or I'll tell Tingting. Ahhh, it hurts!"