C3 apricot (2/2)

The woman was leaning against the wooden bed. There was no expression on his pale face. Beside her sat a little girl with red eyes from crying.

At this moment, the little girl was bandaging the wounds on her body. Not far away, the old doctor was writing a prescription.

The little girl's dressing technique was not bad. It was obvious that she was used to dressing the original owner's wounds. Mu Ru Yue casually listened to the doctor's instructions to the butler.

”Even if Eldest Miss's face is healed, I'm afraid it will still leave a scar. How could your esteemed palace leave a scar on the Eldest Miss' face? ” The old doctor frowned. The doctor's heart made him angry.

For a frail girl to be beaten to the point where her bones could be seen, it wasn't easy for her to survive. In that moment, it was accompanied by a few questions.

The butler was embarrassed: ”This...” It was an accident. This old servant will report your words to the Prime Minister, Doctor. Thank you very much, Doctor. ” After saying that, the butler left to send them off.

In the room, when the little girl heard that scars would appear on Mu Ru Yue's face, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The little girl's crying made Mu Ru Yue have a headache.

According to ancient calculations, it should have been about six hours since she returned from the woodshed. This girl had stopped crying! She was crying so hard, her head felt like it was about to explode!

”Xing'er, don't cry.” Mu Ru Yue suppressed her voice and tried her best to comfort him. It was for no other reason but because this girl was the only one who was willing to feel sorry for the original owner.

”Miss, my poor Miss, what should we do from now on?” Xing'er was sobbing as she looked at the bandage on the left side of Murong Yue's face. When she thought of the bone-deep wound, she felt a wave of despair.