Chapter 1863 Extra Story: Love (44)

The sleepy man suddenly sat up, sniffed his nose, and opened his sleepy eyes.

There was a very faint smell of blood in the air.

Seven seven!

Hongdou didn't even think about it, she immediately got out of bed and ran to the next door, without even bothering to put on her shoes.

This is the East Wing, there are only her and Qiqi in the whole yard, she was not injured, and only Qiqi was injured.

When he got to the next door, Hongdou pushed the door directly and went in.

Even though she had guessed, seeing the scene in front of her still made her gasp, and her eyes turned red instantly.

The man sitting in front of the table was half naked, with his entire back exposed to the light. Two half-arm-long wounds showed deep bones, and the skin and flesh were faintly white and turned outward.

She suddenly opened the door and came in which caught him off guard, before he had time to cover up the wound completely, at this moment he froze his movements, looking at her in shock with his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

However, it was only for a moment, and he put on his clothes as if nothing had happened, covering the wound, "I didn't call you, why did you come here? Randomly broke into the master's room, and even forgot the rules?"

"Did you go to soak in the water?" She ignored his pretended indifference, walked straight towards him, and asked.

Only after soaking in water will the wound turn white like that.

"Did you take a shower before you came back?" Before he could answer, she asked again, her eyes turning redder.

If he still wanted to scare her away, he couldn't say anything. Looking at her red eye circles, his eyes shrank imperceptibly, "Go back and rest, there is no need to serve here."

"You don't want to die? You have to take a bath with such a serious injury!" She gritted her teeth, holding back the tears that she wanted to shed, picked up the medicine powder on the table that he hadn't had time to rub, and pulled him away with one hand, "I'll give it to you." You take medicine!"

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he eased his tone, "Since the slave is serving the young master, it is only natural for him to apply medicine to heal his wounds."

He didn't speak, but he didn't chase her away, acquiescing to her behavior.

Turning around behind him, you can see the wounds on his back more clearly when you get closer. Apart from those two wounds, there are many old scars on his back, with different lengths and shapes, which were wounded by various weapons.

In addition, there are small and small scars that she can't identify the source of.

Suppressing the soreness in his heart, Hongdou began to apply the medicine on the man. His fingertips made no sound, and a white dew condensed and mixed with the medicine powder.

The moment his fingertips touched his wound, his back muscles tensed for a moment, and then quickly relaxed.

The two of them didn't speak, and the silence spread endlessly in the air, but it didn't make people feel at a loss.

He just sat with his back to her, his long eyelashes half-drawn, covering all his thoughts. From the silhouette, he could only see his beautiful eyelashes like feathered butterflies, trembling slightly from time to time.

And his hands on his knees had long been clenched into fists, because the emotions conveyed by her fingertips were too distressing and pity.

Tian Qimou's heart moved when he smelled the medicine smell from the medicine powder on the wound, mixed with a faint sweet fragrance.

It was her unique fragrance that could come out from her fingertips.

That's why he recognized her at a glance.

"Don't...don't touch the water until the wound is healed." After applying the medicine, she told her in a blunt tone.

"Well, you know medicine?" He responded lowly, cooperating with her to cover up.

"When I was young, I was an apprentice in the town's medical clinic for a while."

"Young? How old are you? Talk old-fashioned."

"Twenty!" What's wrong!

She still couldn't hold back her temper, glared at him, and then pretended to leave, "The medicine is finished, the young master should go to bed early and rest, and I will leave!"

Say she is old-fashioned? Who is old-fashioned? She's twenty at least, and he's only eighteen, why don't he say he's more old-fashioned than her!