nashuaworldcup Chapter 821 Healing
Chapter 821 Healing
Chapter 821 Healing
"Little Fulin, be good!" Without thinking, Dayuer pushed Wang Wenzhou aside, ran to the bedside, hugged Little Fulin, and gently coaxed the child.
Wang Wenzhou shook his head with a wry smile. "Everyone says men forget their mothers after marrying, and women are the same; they forget their husbands after giving birth. How can that be? We're both the ones who drank your milk, why is there such a big difference?"
Little Fulin's imagination was too limited; he couldn't recognize Dayuer and Liu Rushi at all. In his eyes, both of Wang Wenzhou's babies were his mothers.
"Waaah... Waaah..." Little Fulin was a bit grumpy when he woke up. This little prince was sleeping soundly, and you all woke him up with your loud noises. Is this appropriate?
Da Yu'er felt sorry for her son and kept rocking him while holding him.
"Holy crap!" Little Fulin was terrified when he suddenly saw Su Mo'er sitting in a pool of blood.
"Waaah... Mother, Aunt... Blood... I'm so scared..." Little Fulin was young and had just learned to speak. His language skills were already quite good, but he was also terrified. His childish voice was broken and filled with fear.
"Don't be afraid! We won't look!" Da Yu'er quickly covered Xiao Fulin's eyes. She looked at Wang Wenzhou and said, "Husband, please check Su Mo'er's injuries and clean the floor. I'll take Xiao Fulin to the inner room. The child is too young; this place is too scary for him."
Baby Da Yu'er was only thinking about Xiao Fulin and didn't care that Liu Rushi was in the inner room.
"Alright, go on!" What else could Wang Wenzhou say? His own baby, his own Xiaohua, and he couldn't bring in any servants right now, so he had to handle the cleanup himself.
Wang Wenzhou walked up to Su Mo'er, squatted down, looked at her, and asked with concern, "Baby, baby, come here, let me check your wound first."
Su Mo'er's face flushed red to her neck. Although it was her first time meeting Wang Wenzhou, she had already heard from her two older sisters that the mad dog Wang Wenzhou was a scoundrel who wanted to sleep with any pretty girl he saw. Su Mo'er cursed inwardly: "Check your sister's wound! My wound is near my chest, you have ulterior motives!"
"No need, I'm fine!" Su Mo'er shook her head. Although she disliked Wang Wenzhou, he was, after all, the man her two older sisters shared, and she felt embarrassed to speak ill of him.
"Baby, baby, how could you be alright? Look, you've lost so much blood. If it's not bandaged properly, you could die from blood loss. Come here, let me see!" Wang Wenzhou really didn't mean to tease Su Mo'er. Before he transmigrated, he had watched a lot of period dramas, and Su Mo'er was very famous. He didn't want her to die like this.
"Damn it!" Su Mo'er smiled bitterly to herself. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Mad dog Wang Wenzhou, can't you have any shame?
Desperate to save her, Wang Wenzhou tore open Su Mo'er's clothes without saying a word.
Wait, what did you say? Wang Wenzhou was being a scoundrel? Don't be ridiculous, Wang Wenzhou was genuinely saving lives. In this era, ordinary people don't even know the most basic medical knowledge. They think wrapping a wound with a cloth is enough to treat it, they don't even know how to disinfect it. The chances of a wounded person dying from bacterial infection in ancient times were incredibly high.
With a tearing sound, as her clothes ripped, Su Mo'er's tears streamed down her face. My innocence was gone!
"Yosh!" Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly. "What a magnificent Mount Everest!" Well, for certain reasons, I won't describe this beautiful mountain.
This isn't Su Mo'er's fault; she wasn't wearing...
a. In this era, although Wang Wenzhou's influence led to the emergence of stylish and beautiful clothing,
A also became a favorite item of noblewomen, but Sumoer, a girl who grew up on the grasslands, did not like this kind of constraint.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Wang Wenzhou reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Su Mo'er's face.
"Love you my ass!" Su Mo'er cursed inwardly: "Mad dog Wang Wenzhou, don't you have a conscience? You don't even spare the maids of your wives and concubines. How am I supposed to explain this to my sisters if they see you like this?"
Su Mo'er really wanted to slap Wang Wenzhou hard across the face, but she knew her place and couldn't do it. Besides, there was nothing wrong with a young lady's maid sleeping with her husband. What Su Mo'er felt wronged was that she was injured like this, and as soon as her two older sisters left, the mad dog Wang Wenzhou wanted to sleep with her.
"Baby, wait a minute!" Wang Wenzhou tried to calm himself down; the mountain peaks of Su Mo'er had a significant impact on his mind.
"Yes!" Su Mo'er nodded, feeling wronged. She never expected to bleed twice today. Oh well, what could she do? He was her two older sisters' husband.
Su Mo'er's gaze followed Wang Wenzhou, the man who was about to take her virginity. She saw Wang Wenzhou looking around, then seeing the wine in the cabinet, he walked over, picked up a bottle, and turned back.
Wang Wenzhou turned around, and their eyes met. Su Mo'er, blushing, quickly lowered her head and stared at the ground. Su Mo'er smiled bitterly to herself. Just as her sister had said, the mad dog Wang Wenzhou liked to drink when he slept with girls.
Wang Wenzhou walked back to Su Mo'er's side, squatted down, and took a sip of wine.
Su Mo'er smiled bitterly to herself. "Couldn't you carry me to the bed first? It's so dirty here, with so much blood on the floor. You mad dog Wang Wenzhou, you're so inconsiderate! Every girl only has one chance to lose her virginity in her lifetime, can't you at least cherish her a little?"
"Pfft..." Wang Wenzhou sprayed the wine from his mouth onto Su Moer's wound.
"Ah!" Su Mo'er screamed in pain.
Su Mo'er looked at Wang Wenzhou with a wronged expression. "Are you sick? You wanted to sleep with her, and she didn't even resist. Why are you torturing her? You just asked her if her wound hurt, but then you sprayed alcohol on it. How could it not hurt?"
Hearing the noise, Liu Rushi came out from the inner room and asked, "What are you doing?"
Wang Wenzhou quickly explained, "I'm disinfecting her wound."
"Oh!" Liu Rushi nodded. Under Wang Wenzhou's influence, she did know some basic knowledge of modern medicine.
“Su Mo’er, keep your voice down, Xiao Fulin is terrified. The two of us are trying to soothe him, but we can’t!” Liu Rushi then looked at Wang Wenzhou and complained, “It’s all your fault. Be careful, I’m going in to comfort the child first.”
"Okay! Ruru, you're so good! Leave Su Mo'er to me." Wang Wenzhou nodded with a wry smile. Babies really do forget about men once they have children.
Su Mo'er watched Liu Rushi's retreating figure, a bitter smile playing on her lips. She truly couldn't understand her two older sisters' thoughts. Just moments ago, they seemed to hate each other to death, yet now they were coaxing Xiao Fulin together in the inner room, seemingly able to coexist peacefully. Moreover, judging from Liu Rushi's tone, her two sisters clearly agreed to let the mad dog Wang Wenzhou sleep with her.
Su Mo'er tilted her head and secretly glanced at Wang Wenzhou, her face turning bright red. She muttered to herself, "Since my sisters have agreed, what can I say? If it weren't for my two sisters, I would have died long ago. Letting him sleep with me is fine, consider it my way of repaying their kindness."