Song Ye looked at Xiao Lengyue's back and murmured, "Thank you for staying by my side. Thank you for meeting you."

However, Xiao Lengyue didn't hear these words.

Over there, Old Lady Song found Song Xiaoxue, and saw her sitting alone in a pile of grass, her body curled up tightly, with blood still dripping from her hands.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath and said, "Come back with me to treat the wound. If you continue like this, your hand will be useless."

When Song Xiaoxue heard the voice of Old Lady Song, tears welled up in her eyes, but she still shook her head to indicate that it was not necessary.

Seeing this, Old Lady Song said with some dismay, "Are you going to degrade your own body like this?

Don’t want your hands anymore?

Or do you still hope that your useless father can heal you?"

When Song Mingxi heard what Old Lady Song said, she retorted, "Sister-in-law, who are you calling a waste?"

"I'm talking about you. Look at you. Your daughter is injured like this, and you still don't take good care of her.

Come and take a look, her hand is still bleeding.

You, the father, don't care, the mother, the brother don't care, so why don't you allow me to care?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Song Mingxi no longer concealed his true nature and pointed at Song Xiaoxue and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't know anything at all.

If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have been freezing outside all night yesterday. I came to look for her with good intentions and just pushed her gently, but she couldn't resist being pushed and fell into the fire.

Now that her face is ruined like this, who would want her in the future?

Anyway, it's just a minor burn, no one will die, why spend that money?"

Song Xiaoxue listened to Song Mingxi's words, chuckled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Aunt, thank you for your help."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards Xiao Lengyue and the others' tent. Seeing this, Old Lady Song hurried forward and followed her.

No one noticed that the face hidden in the hair was ferocious and all the hatred was shown on the face.

When Old Lady Song brought Song Xiaoxue there, she saw that Xiao Lengyue had already boiled the hot water and put it aside to cool.

There were some bandages and medicines placed next to it, and a dagger on top.

These things were bought by Xiao Lengyue from Zhang Wu just now. Guessing that they were for Song Xiaoxue, Zhang Wu did not ask for a high price.

Xiao Lengyue looked at Song Xiaoxue, "Come here."

Song Xiaoxue bit her lip, but still came to her side and sat down obediently.

Xiao Lengyue didn't say anything. She asked Old Lady Song to help hold the oil lamp and began to treat her wounds.

Her gauze skirt was now stuck to her scalp by the blood. Xiao Lengyue took a look and said, "It hurts a little, just bear with it."

She used a piece of cloth, dipped it in cool hot water, put some on her scalp, and when she saw that the time was almost up, she gently took the cloth off.

When she saw the wound inside, Old Mrs. Song's hand holding the oil lamp shook slightly.

I saw that all the hair on the scalp had been burned off. The wound was still bleeding and covered with broken hair. It was obvious that the person who dealt with it yesterday did not help to clean it up.

Xiao Lengyue looked at the wound. In fact, washing was the fastest and cleanest way, but it was also the most painful.

If it happened in modern times, this wound could be treated as a deep burn.

Seeing that Xiao Lengyue didn't move, Old Lady Song asked, "Xiaoyue, can't you handle it?"

"Mom, the hair that was burned off yesterday is all stuck to the wound. The best way is to wash it with water, but it will hurt a lot."

Song Xiaoxue: "It's okay, I can do it."

Xiao Lengyue glanced at her, and seeing that she had lowered her head, he picked up the prepared water and slowly began to rinse.

Song Xiaoxue cried in pain but didn't even make a sound. Seeing this, Xiao Lengyue didn't hold back and quickly cleaned all the other parts.

After the rinse was completed, the original appearance of the wound was revealed.

Xiao Lengyue looked at the hair behind her that had been burnt into uneven pieces, picked up a dagger and cut off all the burnt hair.

I also shaved some of the hair near the wound.

After everything was done, Song Xiaoxue's face was revealed. Looking at her face covered with small blisters, Xiao Lengyue frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. Instead, he helped her clean the wound.

The wind is quite strong today, and the blisters are covered with dust. If this continues, they will be infected within two days, and then the skin will start to fester.

Seeing that Old Lady Song was holding the oil lamp, Mrs. Song was afraid that her hands would be sore, so she took the lamp from her.

Old Mrs. Song went to boil some hot water and then put it aside to cool.

Song Ye was responsible for taking care of Song Tianrui, who stayed in the tent obediently and did not come out.

After finishing everything, Xiao Lengyue took out the golden wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound.

After everything was done and I was preparing to bandage her, I saw that her hair kept rubbing against her face, so I took off my hairband and tied the remaining hair into a pigtail at the back of her head.

After everything was done, I started to bandage her wound.

After finishing, he wanted to treat the wound on her hand, but when he saw the wound on her hand, Xiao Lengyue was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Song was even more shocked. She saw that it was covered with blood and its original appearance was no longer visible.

In addition to this, the back of her hands were covered with dust. I guess it was because she was holding the gauze skirt with her hands today that her hands were covered with so much dust.

Xiao Lengyue asked Old Lady Song to pour the water, and she helped her wash the dirt off her hands.

Song Xiaoxue looked at the pair of white and slender hands helping her wash her palms, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably. She didn't expect that in the end, it would be the person she hated who would come to help her.

Xiao Lengyue saw her tears but said nothing. She couldn't bear to watch her die, but she also couldn't make herself forget what she had done.

After cleaning everything, I applied medicine to her, bandaged her, and said, "It's OK. Don't get it wet. Come to me the day after tomorrow night and I'll change the bandage for you. Don't use too much force on your hands."

After saying that, Xiao Lengyue stood up and prepared to deal with the blood-stained cloth.

I had just taken two steps when I heard a hoarse voice behind me, "Thank you."

Xiao Lengyue didn't say anything and walked straight forward, while Song Xiaoxue bowed to Old Lady Song and Sister-in-law Song and also went back.

Xiao Lengyue dug a hole with a piece of wood and buried the clothes in the soil.

They are now in the wild, and it would be troublesome if they attracted wild animals.

As soon as Song Xiaoxue went over, she heard a scream. She turned around and saw Song Zhilan hiding in her mother's arms in fear, still saying that she was scared.

After hearing this, Song Xiaoxue just looked at her coldly, and she was so scared that she quickly turned her head away.

But Song Xiaoxue still saw the hint of disgust in his eyes.

Song Mingxi saw that Song Xiaoxue had almost finished wrapping her head, and muttered, "It's so scary to wrap it like this in the middle of the night."

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