Chapter 174 Emotion (6)

Ye Qingwan sat next to him, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, she took a deep breath, held her breath, and began to remove the gauze and silk fabrics for him.

Due to the severe injury and lack of timely cleaning, the blood-stained gauze had some rotten flesh and blood stuck on it, making it extremely difficult to remove it intact.

After taking off the gauze and silk, she began to undress him.

It wasn't until she took off Shen Heng's fine clothes that she realized that the most difficult thing to remove was not the gauze wrapped around it, but his inner garment!

The wounds were covered in blood and stuck together with the thin clothes. All the wounds were torn open without exception, and blood kept flowing out.

Ye Qingwan knew that these bleeding and festering injuries were worsened because he forced himself to fly around using Qinggong.

Her face turned pale and she asked in a deep voice: "Do you have a knife?"

Shen Heng had no doubts about her: "Put the second row and the third grid beside you."

Ye Qingwan took the knife and put it on the candle fire to bake.

"I really don't know what you're thinking. You're still running around with me knowing that you're injured." She grilled the knife and held her chin up as she said, "It's healed now. The wound is cracked, rotten, and suppurating. No. I can't even take off my clothes after cutting off that rotten flesh, let alone clean and apply medicine on you. Can't you, can't you save people some peace of mind? I--"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Qingwan suddenly paused, her eyes widened, and she didn't dare to look up to see Shen Heng's expression.

Why did she treat Shen Heng as two children who always loved to get into trouble in their previous lives and taught them a lesson.

She coughed twice and argued: "I don't care about you, don't get me wrong."

Shen Heng's eyes were as bright as fire, staring at her with unknown meaning.

She's really cute with her tough mouth and soft heart.

Until the knife burned red, Ye Qingwan began to cut Shen Heng's flesh. Her technique was a bit awkward, and her hands were neither gentle nor heavy. It took a lot of effort to cut off the rotten flesh that was stuck to the clothes bit by bit.

Then Ye Qingwan helped him take off his clothes again, using her delicate fingers as gently as possible. A slight coolness touched the hot skin, causing Shen Heng to frown immediately, his Adam's apple twitching, and an evil fire shot up from his abdomen and then descended rapidly.

Half of the inner clothes were removed, revealing a large area of ​​strong and well-proportioned muscles. The broad shoulders were bloody and bloody, and there was almost no good piece of meat. Ye Qingwan frowned fiercely at the sight.

An ordinary man would inevitably cry out in pain from such an injury. Even if he tried not to scream, he would still groan.

But Shen Heng was not like that. From taking off the gauze to taking off his coat, from taking off his coat to cutting out his flesh, and from cutting out his flesh to taking off his underwear, he did not hum even once from the beginning to the end, but you could clearly see the dense sweat on his forehead. .

Ye Qingwan knew that he had a very strong endurance, otherwise he would not have been able to break the shackles directly and run to Fengyi Palace to find her in a clear mind.

But even so, Ye Qingwan still couldn't bear it. There was still some meat that could not be cut off, so she thought of distracting him with small talk. After all, she had experienced it personally and it was very painful to endure such a concentrated effort. one thing.

But what should I say to him?

Ye Qingwan suddenly remembered the young man with a broken arm who was ordered by Shen Heng to go out to fetch water. She smiled and said, "That kid has a broken arm, and you still ask him to do something."

She was the only one who knew that she was just looking for words. Just now, she watched helplessly as Xu Mo raised the knife and struck someone with a ruthless expression. It seemed that the broken arm did not affect him at all. He is more vigorous than before.

Hearing this, Shen Heng's tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Are you feeling distressed?"

Ye Qingwan: "No."

Shen Heng: "That is?"

Ye Qingwan smiled slightly: "I think he is slow."

Shen Heng felt a little happy after what she said, and teased her: "You are really cruel."

Ye Qingwan said brightly: "To each other."

Seeing that he was no longer tense and relaxed, Ye Qingwan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time she finished the last cut.

But she found that there was another place that she had forgotten.

The arm that was most injured.

At this time, Xu Mo came back with water. Seeing that the two of them were so close, he quickly put down the water and ran away, mumbling to get ointment and gauze.

Ye Qingwan shook her head gently, stood up and sat in front of him, and then carefully took off the single clothes hanging on her forearms.

The lights were bright, and there was a long and deep gash on the strong forearm that was holding her up and down the wall. Compared to the flesh wounds on her back, this was a heavyweight, because this gash was so deep. It's so deep that you can almost clearly see the white bones under the skin.

Just looking at it, Ye Qingwan felt shuddering and her scalp was numb.

She wrung out the towel and slowly wiped away the blood, revealing her original jade-like complexion. Looking at the hideous gash on it, Ye Qingwan's face became paler and paler, becoming more and more ugly.

Even for Shen Heng, such an injury would probably not heal within a year or so. Even if it healed, it would leave scars in place for a lifetime.

She really wanted to scold him.

Even if it was to save himself.

He left a scar like this in front of her that would never go away, and then asked her to deal with it with her own hands.

Does this bastard have to use this method to make her remember him forever!!

Gradually, the blood stains on her arms were wiped away, and something was revealed that made her unable to take her eyes away -

scar.

It is ferocious, dense, and criss-crossed.

Countless scars.

Ye Qingwan's face turned serious.

This was not the first time she had seen these scars.

Many times, when she was under him, she could clearly and vaguely see the smooth arms supporting the side of her face.

And the terrible devastation up there.

She felt very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but also as if she had never seen it before.

Afterwards, she asked Shen Heng how these injuries came about, but he didn't tell her and just stared at her silently.

Under the bright and dazzling candlelight, Emperor Zhaowu's eyes were cold and joking, as if he was mocking, and he seemed to be saying: Guess where it came from?

And Ye Qingwan felt that there were very few people who could leave so many scars on Shen Heng's hands. From all the knowledge she had in her previous life, only two people could do it.

One is his adoptive father Xu Yezhu, and the other is Shen Xun.

Speaking of which, he was on par with Shen Xun in strength, and could even be said to be above him. No matter what, he would not be injured like this under Shen Xun's hands, and Shen Xun had no reason to do so.

Then the only possibility is that it is Xu Yezhu.

But Xu Yezhu had always been Shen Heng's person before that, so what reason did he have to leave these scars on Shen Heng's hands?

Could it be that Xu Yezhu has some strange hobby?

But even if this is the case, why only leave it on this arm? Shouldn't it be left on both sides for the sake of symmetry?

The door was pushed open, Xu Mo got gauze and ointment, and ran out quickly.
Chapter completed!