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进了家，我从药品箱里拿出医用酒精、纱布，给他清创、擦血、上药。                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                他不说话，小身子骨一直哆嗦着。                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                如花回来开门的时候，我已经给臭臭脑袋、手都包好了。                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                我还没开口，臭臭忽然朝如花大声喊：“你怎么这么老！”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                听得出来是一肚子愤怒。                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                如花拿着韭菜站那儿，看着臭臭，张着嘴，没说出话。                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

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