The blood turned black. Shen Suer had a cold heart and a wry smile. Xiaobao seems that I am doomed today. I can’t wait for the doctor. I didn’t expect this snake to be so poisonous.
Suddenly she found the wound painful.
Xiaobao doesn’t know what scratched a small mouth where she was bitten by a poisonous snake. The black blood horse came, but she wasn’t surprised by what scratched his little head. Without hesitation, his small mouth helped her suck poisonous blood.
Shen Suer was surprised when he died. He didn’t want to drag another kook, Xiaobao. Don’t swallow, spit, and go to find water to gargle. Don’t. I don’t want to implicate you. He is too young. If he accidentally drinks poisonous blood, he will add another life.
Xiaobao didn’t seem to hear it. He sucked, vomited, vomited and moved repeatedly.
It’s too dangerous. Don’t smoke. Shen Suer tried to push him, but suddenly he found himself unable to move.
In section 633, it’s not bad to have one more little treasure.
When Shen Suer calmly looked at it again, he found that Xiao Bao had caught his right wrist incorrectly. I remember trying to move like this. It was because Mu Jing had buckled her wrist and said it was the lifeblood.
How old is Xiaobao who knows martial arts?
Shen Suer watched Xiaobao. At this moment, the imp actually revealed that it was not suitable for children. It was dignified and serious. She had to believe that the imp in front of her was so unbelievable or that it would be so different when a person was serious.
But she felt that something was out of place.
Xiaobao didn’t stop until the blood turned red.
Take a deep breath.
At this time, he took a small porcelain bottle with a thin neck from his arms and poured a black pill. Dad with round eyes blinked and ate it, and he would be all right. He was not afraid of the residual poison, and his little hand also sent the medicine to Shen Suer’s mouth.
Shen Suer has no reason not to.
Xiaobao is saving her.
I never thought that I would be saved by a kid today.
Really, who would believe it?
She worried about looking at Xiaobao’s face and seeing that his mouth was still stained with blood, she couldn’t help wiping Xiaobao gently with her sleeve. Would you like to eat one, too?
Suddenly Xiaobao smiled innocently and said, "No, this little poison doesn’t worry about Xiaobao’s lack of dad." The soft and fat little hand poured a medicine and crushed it and applied it to the wound, then picked up a clean leaf, held the wound down and pulled a handkerchief from somewhere, tied the wound, and tenderly helped her put on pants and shoes.
It was smooth and gentle.
Embarrassed, she doesn’t know why she thinks so.
There is nothing wrong with it, but she thinks something is wrong.
Xiaobao, how old are you?
My little treasure suddenly smiled brightly. Why did Dad ask this question again?
I feel that you don’t know so many doubts as a child. If he is a five-year-old child, she will hit the wall. She thought that it was not bad to have one more small treasure when she was five years old.
Xiaobao glanced at her timidly with a shrug of his head, like a child doing something wrong. Xiaobao told his father that Xiaobao was nine years old this year because he had a doll face. Everyone thought I was five or six years old, but the child just didn’t like to hide anything.
Syncope rose from three to nine years old.
But this time Shen Suer believed it.
Xiaobao looks a little taller than a five-or six-year-old child.
It is not surprising that nine-year-olds know this. After all, in the first century, nine-year-olds seem to be everywhere, and nine-year-olds are also in the third grade.
In ancient times, children were precocious, and when they were fifteen or sixteen, they got married and had children.
Shen Suer can also guess that Xiaobao is extraordinary.

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