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Chapter 29 Applying Medicine

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    Yu Qingjia¡¯s tone was like that of a bully, all in one breath and with extraordinary courage.  Murong Yan was really angry with her, but then she thought about it. He was not afraid of being seen. On the contrary, his wounds were bleeding all the time. Since Yu Qingjia didn't care, what did he have to worry about.

    After Yu Qingjia finished speaking, his momentum immediately leaked out as if a hole had been poked. However, if a person breathes life, even if he has no confidence, he still has to hold up the place.  Yu Qingjia sat calmly and upright. She saw that Murong Yan's movements involved the wound on his back, and thin beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.  Yu Qingjia became accustomed to it and subconsciously reached out: "Let me help you."

    Her hand was held halfway as soon as she reached it. Murong Yan was as delicate as a jade in the moonlight. Even her tone was cold: "You are a woman, you cannot say such things to a man."

    In fact, Yu Qingjia reacted as soon as she finished speaking. She felt regretful and wanted to bite off her tongue.  In the past, she had always regarded Murong Yan as a sister of the same age. When she saw that he was uncomfortable, she subconsciously wanted to help. But tonight she suddenly knew that the little sister was not her sister. Yu Qingjia was ashamed and annoyed, but she could not change her physical habits for a while.  However, it was one thing for Yu Qingjia to refuse on his own, and it was another thing to be rejected righteously by the other party before he could react.  When Murong Yan said this, she became even more angry.  Yu Qingjia was so angry that she didn't want to speak, but the other party asked: "Do you remember?"

    Yu Qingjia glared at him angrily: "I remember. Besides, who cares about you?"

    Murong Yan pretended not to hear what he said next. He was injured on his back, and any movement of his arms would involve the wound. However, under such severe pain, Murong Yan just frowned and did not stop the movements of his hands at all.  After Murong Yan's troubles, the wound that had finally stopped bleeding was torn open again, and blood flowed out.

    When Yu Qingjia smelled the smell of blood, her face suddenly became solemn. She picked up the medicine box and sat behind Murong Yan. When her eyes touched his back, Yu Qingjia couldn't help but hissed.

    When she first saw the bloodlessness on Murong Yan's face, she guessed that his injury might be serious, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.  There was a wound from the shoulder to the waist, almost diagonally across the entire back.  With business ahead, Yu Qingjia immediately opened the medicine box regardless of her shyness.  When his fingers came into contact with the gold sore medicine and cotton cloth, Yu Qingjia hesitated.

    There were no lights in the room, only the clear moonlight shone through the wooden window, and Murong Yan's face was as white as transparent under the moonlight.  He noticed Yu Qingjia's pause and asked sideways, "What's wrong?"

    "II have never bandaged such a big wound before. If I do it too hard, will it hurt you?"

    It turns out that this is the case. For her, a scratch on the skin is probably a very serious matter. How could she have seen a real hideous and ugly wound?  Murong Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He was about to grab the thing and handle it himself. Yu Qingjia held it down with quick eyes and hands: "Don't move yet. Although I am clumsy, I am better than you. Your wound is on your back. You  If you can¡¯t see anything, wouldn¡¯t you suffer one more penalty if you strike too hard?¡±

    Murong Yan was really involved in the wound just now. It was really inconvenient for him to turn his hands away, so he took a breath and whispered: "Don't worry about me, just let go and do it. First, take out the wine and clean the wound. Then sprinkle the gold on the wound."  medicine¡­¡­"

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s hand holding the cotton cloth was shaking. Although Murong Yan said that he could pour liquor directly on the wound, how could Yu Qingjia sit back and watch him ruin his injury like this.  She uncorked the wine, dampened the cotton cloth, and carefully wiped the edges of the wound.  Yu Qingjia's movements were light and gentle, as if he were handling something fragile.  The moonlight is just right tonight, but without lighting, it is still too dark for such delicate work.  She could only get closer and open her eyes to see the hideous wounds on Murong Yan's back.

    Yu Qingjia's breath fell softly on Murong Yan's back, tickling his spine like a feather.  Her breathing, mixed with the scent of strong alcohol, slowly spread from one place to the other, gradually surrounding him.  Murong Yan was not allowed to drink. He could easily lose control of his mind. Alcohol, sex and other stimulating things would add fuel to the fire.  But now, the mellow aroma of wine lingered on the tip of his nose. What was even worse was what on earth did Yu Qingjia want to do and why did he get so close?

    Murong Yan's back slowly tensed up, Yu Qingjia accidentally struck too hard, and the cotton cloth dipped in wine touched Murong Yan's wound.  Yu Qingjia was startled, and she quickly lowered her head and blew on her like Yu and Bai Zhi had done when they were wiping her wounds.  It hurt to look at her, and her voice changed its tone because of guilt: "I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy. Does it hurt you?"

    Murong Yan¡¯s back muscles tensed up. After a while, she saw him turn his head to the other side and whispered: "It's okay." After pausing for a breath, he added: "Hurry up!"

    Yu Qingjia thought that she was stillNow that I have told you my story, I will also tell you my secret. We are even, and no one is allowed to be sad, okay?  "

    Murong Yan didn¡¯t know what to say about this silly girl.  He lied to her, but she foolishly believed him and even tore her wounds to him.  When Yu Qingjia saw Murong Yan just looking at her solemnly and not saying anything, she thought Murong Yan was still hurting himself, so she stretched out her little finger and said with a smile: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow, and no one is allowed to think about the past.  , let¡¯s pull the hook.¡±

    Murong Yan rarely felt an emotion similar to a soft heart. He lowered his eyes and looked at the slender white finger. Seeing that he ignored it, Yu Qingjia shook it like an urging.  Murong Yan finally stretched out his hand and hooked her fingers like a fool.

    As soon as he touched Murong Yan's hand, Yu Qingjia immediately hooked it with her little finger, using great force, for fear that he would regret it again.  The lyrics when pulling the hook were also very embarrassing. Murong Yan couldn't believe that this was what he did.  But Yu Qingjia always has the ability to make people follow her and make fools, and even Murong Yan is no exception.  Yu Qingjia relaxed her fingers with satisfaction. She carefully observed Murong Yan's expression and found that he was indeed much more relaxed and no longer as tense as before.

    Yu Qingjia was determined and asked tentatively: "Then, shall I continue to call you Jinghuan?"

    "Yeah." Murong Yan has never had the virtues of being true to his word, being a gentleman and keeping his promises, but at this moment he felt guilty. Yu Qingjia really wanted to forgive him, but he was lying to her.  Murong Yan suddenly didn't want to deceive anymore, and said, "I can't tell you my real name right now. When the time comes, I will personally confess my family name and family name in front of you. I'm sorry."

    Yu Qingjia was stunned. She really didn't expect someone as arbitrary as Vixen to say sorry to her.  Yu Qingjia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It's nothing. If you are willing to tell the truth, I will be very satisfied. I will wait for the day when you are willing to tell the truth."

    It was already late, and Yu Qingjia could no longer stay in a man's room like before, so she picked up the medicine box and headed out.  When she quietly opened the door, she was suddenly stopped by Murong Yan.  The androgynous young man stood in the deep dark night, a ray of moonlight elongating his figure: "Why didn't you ask me what I did today? Why didn't you ask me where the wound came from?"

    Of course Yu Qingjia wants to know, this matter has been weighing on her heart all night.  She knew that Murong Yan's skills could seriously injure him, and even alarm King Yingchuan No matter from which angle, what happened tonight gave off an unsettling aura.  However, Yu Qingjia knew that everyone had their own space, and Murong Yan had no obligation to explain to her, so Yu Qingjia smiled and said: "I also have secrets that I haven't told you, so to be fair, you don't have to tell me. I'm leaving.  ,Good night."

    Murong Yan stood in the room, listening to the clumsy footsteps slowly running away. After a while, she gently opened the door, seemed to look around, then opened the window and jumped back to her own room.  Until long after Yu Qingjia left, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds and broke away from the clouds. Murong Yan was still standing on the ground thinking about one thing.

    Did Yu Qingjia have a secret that she didn¡¯t tell him?  What's going on?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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