In a room, on two beds, Robben and Uncle San were both wrapped in cloth strips lying straight there. Robben had woken up and was talking in a low voice to Sasha.

On the side of Uncle San, Sanniang was still busy. There was a big medical box on the table. Wright and Natalie were standing by the table and handing the things inside to Sanniang one by one. The three of them were extremely skillful in their movements, and it seemed that this was not the first time they had divided the labor like this. Robben secretly looked at the many instruments in Sanniang's hand that she had never seen before, and he couldn't help but amazed Robben, who was also a doctor.

After a while, Sanniang finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised her head to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Sanniang, how about Uncle San!?" Wright didn't dare to breathe behind his back. Sanniang raised her head and finally asked in a hurry.

"It's okay. The fighting spirit offsets most of the damage. The rest is skin trauma, but it's too much to consume. Finally, I was shocked and I was fine after recuperation for a few days!" After saying that, Sanniang washed her hands in the basin next to her and began to clean up the medical box.

Wright was relieved and quickly helped Sanniang, but saw Roben looking at this side with his eyes open, "Sanniang, what about him?"

"He was not injured at all, but was shocked and a little weak. He was in good health. He lay there for one night and would be fine tomorrow!" Sanniang continued to pack up her things.

Robben smiled bitterly, saying that he was far away from the center of the explosion, and his body was a little special, so he was indeed not injured, but Sanniang just started to look at it roughly and stopped caring about herself...

Thinking about it, Robben had no imbalance in his heart. Although Sanniang usually always had a cold face to Uncle San, she was a couple after all. Now that Uncle Sanniang is injured, hey... Sanniang must be heartbroken.

Although Sanniang doesn't really look angry, she probably won't give herself any good looks these days.

Wright couldn't say anything now. He looked at it with his eyes. It was the gambling that the third uncle had first opened with Robben, and it was the duel that the third uncle proposed first. He sighed in his heart. Since Robben came, he had not seen it at all for a few days and had done so many things. He had just explained to the city defense captain who came here for a long time. Now soldiers have begun to be stationed outside the manor!

"Let Uncle San take good care of himself as soon as possible, and I will say that Uncle San said that as long as he gets better, I will invite him to have a good drink!" Wright smiled and helped Sanny cover the medical box. "Sanny, there are still a batch of weapons that have not arrived. I will go to destroy them and leave first!"

Sanniang didn't say anything, but turned around and pinched her third uncle's arm hard, "A bad gambling ghost, pretending to be dead!"

Uncle San said "Ouch" and sat up from the bed.

"Sanniang, I... am still hurt!" Uncle San said with a guilty look on his face, touching his naked head!

"I'm so worried about death!" I ignored my third uncle at all, picked up the medicine box and walked out, walked to the door and stood down again, "Don't drink within three days!"

Wright was stunned. Seeing Sanniang looking at her, he immediately reacted and said quickly: "No, no, wait until Uncle San, let's drink again!"

With a "bang", Sanniang left.

"Uncle San, please rest first. In two days, let's talk together!" Light pulled Natalie, who had not spoken for a while, and also retreated.

There were only four people left in the room, Robben and Uncle San, two injured numbers, Sasha and Su.

As soon as Wright and Natalie left the door, Uncle San jumped out of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Sasha shouted and showed off two daggers, like a kitten with teeth bared. Uncle San had already stood in front of Robben's bed.

"Sasha!" Robben pressed Sasha's shoulder behind her back, "It's okay!" He smiled slightly, Robben gently pushed Sasha away and sat up himself.

"Uncle San, it's really good to have a kung fu!" Robben gave his thumbs up!

"I know if you don't need to flatter me!" Uncle San laughed!

"I didn't expect you to be a magician, okay! You knew you were hiding your strength and keeping a low profile at such a young age. I had deceived us all. If I hadn't reacted quickly today, I would have been defeated in the first place!"

Robben giggled, but he felt uncomfortable, he kept his low profile...

"Boy!" Uncle San glared at his eyes and suddenly looked serious! "Tell me the truth! Have you made any mistakes?"

"No!" Robben certainly denied it!

"Really!?" Uncle San looked very suspicious, "To be honest, I won't blame you! I hate those who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are caught and do not admit that they are the ones who are the ones who are still caught!" Uncle San looked a little angry again!

"Uncle San, have you ever thought that even if I know the points in each game, but every time Uncle San is the one who shakes the dice, you bet the big first, and I bet the smallest in the end! Then I know what the points in each game are of use? I can either shake the big point or lose!"

Robben's plain words, the fire that had just risen in Uncle San choked back.

After glaring for a long time, Uncle San said "Oh" and sat back on his bed, "Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

Robben smiled bitterly in his heart, saying it earlier? What's the use of saying it earlier? That Natalie obviously deliberately tried to provoke you to teach me a lesson. I'll explain it, she must have ten statements waiting for me! The gambling game was so weird at that time, and my explanation must be pale and powerless in comparison. How do I explain it?

"Uncle San, as long as we explain it clearly now, we are happy to fight, right?" Uncle San may not believe it when he knew that he said these words, and Robben avoided talking about other things.

Uncle San smiled, "That's right, I'm going to get angry when I'm stuck in the manor all day! You guys are good. I'll call you when you go gamble in the future!"

"Robbon doesn't go gamble!" Sasha has not liked this third uncle since the first day. Now this person actually wants to ask Robbbon to gamble, and the girl can't help it!

"Haha! This little girl looks quite like Sanniang when she was young, and she will definitely be a tigress in the future!" As she said that, she squeezed her eyes at Robben!

"You!" Sasha's face turned red with anger. If Robben hadn't pulled him, she would probably have pounced on him and beat him!

"Okay, okay, let's talk about what's wrong. If you don't like it, I'll just leave!" Uncle San shook his hand, pulled off the bandage strips wrapped around his body, raised his foot and left.

Robben knew in his heart that the third uncle avoided Sasha's statement and was as nonsense as he could not do it accurately, and he could not stand the depression of lying on the bed.

"Uncle San! Wait!" Robben hurriedly called Uncle San!

"What are you doing!" Uncle San had already pulled the door handle with one hand, and turned his bare head with confusion!

After a moment...

“Wow hahaha!”

Several mercenaries passing by the door were surprised to hear the laughter of the third uncle from the room! "Good boy, you can do it! I will make you a friend! Now, I finally don't have to embarrass you everywhere!"

With a "bang", Uncle San rushed out of the house like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the corridor in the blink of an eye!

"Am I dazzled? That's Uncle Third!" A mercenary rubbed his eyes and said with uncertainty.

"Didn't Uncle San's hair and beard burned out? Why did it suddenly become so long again??" Another mercenary also asked in confusion...

"Robbon! You can make your hair longer, right?" Sasha's beautiful white hairband spread out her long black hair! Looking at Robben's eyes were full of excitement!

"But... I think your hair is already very beautiful!"

"But the master's hair is much longer than mine!"

"You will grow longer than your master's!"

"How long will it take?"

"How old is your master!"

"The master doesn't let you say it!"

Robben felt a little weak...

While the two of them were arguing, the door opened again. Sanniang leaned into half of her body. Seeing Sasha's hair tangled with Robben, the black elf was still standing aside and frowned, "Shasha, it's time for treatment!"

"Oh!" Sasha saw Sanniang's eyes strange, and she couldn't help but blush. She jumped out of the bed, tied her hair up, and ran towards the door. Su quickly followed.

Sasha turned around at the door and saw Robben lying on the bed, "Su, you're fine now, can you take care of Robben for me first!"

The black elf's eyes lit up suddenly, and he stared at Sasha's face in a slight manner.

"Just a moment, okay, I'll be back soon!" Sasha grabbed Su's hand, "He... is still very weak now! He needs someone to take care of!"

The black elf shook slightly, and a tingling sensation in his mind, "Yes, my master, I will do what you ask!" After all, the identity of a slave could not resist the master's request, and Su felt sad.

"If he touches you, he will knock him out!" Sasha leaned over her head and finally whispered to her.

"Yes, my master!" The black elf agreed readily!

Sanniang looked at Uncle San’s empty bed, and seemed to have expected it, and said nothing, so she took Sasha away.

In the room, only Robben and Sue were left.
Chapter completed!