"Good man, I have no malice."

Feng Suwan hurriedly explained, for fear that the person behind her would break her neck by accident, and she obviously felt liquid flowing out of her neck...

The people behind him still had no intention of speaking, so Feng Suwan had to continue explaining, curiously killing the cat. The cat has nine lives, and the cat is dead, but she only has one life!

"I was making pastries, and halfway through it, I found that there was no material, so I came to this little bamboo forest to see if there were any suitable materials, and then that's it. Hero, I really have no malicious intentions..."

"Hero, your wound is bleeding all the time. If you don't treat it, you will die of excessive blood loss." When you smell the increasingly heavier and heavier blood, Feng Suwan couldn't care about so much and spoke kindly to remind him.

"You see, there are no bandages in the bamboo forest. If you don't mind, I'll bandage it for you? Can you put the knife down first?"

If she didn't put the knife down, she would have to worry about whether she would die because of excessive blood loss. Now it depends on whether the person behind her cherishes his own life...

"Can you deal with a knife injury?" Feng Suwan finally spoke, and breathed a sigh of relief, but she still did not dare to relax her vigilance.

"Yes, I will. You can wait here for a while, I'll get the medicine, okay?" She has good medicine, bandages, and skills. As long as it is not something that involves poison, she has a way.

"Ben... Why should I believe you!" The person behind him pushed the sword in a few more minutes, and the pain on Feng Suwan's neck became more and more obvious...

"Hero, do I need to lie to you? Besides, my life is still in your hands now!" Feng Suwan was really speechless. She was not fierce and obviously very harmless!

"Don't think I don't know your plan. I'll let you go, and then you bring someone to catch me, thinking I'm a fool? Although I'm injured now, I'm still more than enough to kill you!"

Although Feng Suwan understands that his worries are not unreasonable, he himself is in a dangerous situation, but trust often makes life last longer.

"Then what do you want!" Feng Suwan was certainly worried about his injury, but she didn't know whether the person behind her was a good person or a bad person. Her patience was limited. If she was impatient now, she could ask someone to help quietly!

"Lead the way, find a safe place and bandage me!"

"How did you know I would find a safe place! Instead of selling you!" She really thought Feng Suwan was a living Bodhisattva! She said she would leave as soon as she came. This was her place. Even though he believed in Feng Suwan now, Feng Suwan refused to follow her.

"Didn't you let me trust you? Stop talking nonsense! Lead the way, you and I are now grasshoppers on a rope. If I die, you will not be much better!" Of course, the man in black also heard the dissatisfaction in Feng Suwan's tone. Women are troublesome!

Not to mention other places, Feng Suwan has never stepped out of this yard in the past two months. Every road in Yuqingyuan, whether it is a big or a small road, Feng Suwan can walk with his eyes closed.

In this way, Feng Suwan took the man behind him into his house as fast as possible while being held hostage. Because the medicine was all in her own room, if she put the man in another room and then went to get the medicine, the man would doubt her intentions again. In this way, only her own house could reassure the people behind him.

Fortunately, it was almost noon at this time, and everyone had their own business to be busy. Feng Suwan had usually ordered the servants not to approach her room, so no one noticed that there was one more person in her room.

"Where is the injury?" Feng Suwan was let go after entering the room, and the man in black sat on Feng Suwan's bed without hesitation.

Feng Suwan took the medicine and came to the man in black and asked, because the man in black was really wearing black, and there was no way he could see where he was bleeding. Moreover, Feng Suwan then realized that the man in black was wrapped tightly, with a silver-white mask on his face, and he didn't even let go of his face...

"Forget it, put the medicine here, you should be able to apply medicine yourself." Feng Suwan didn't wait for his answer, and directly placed the tray on the stand next to him, turned around and wanted to go out. After all, men and women don't get married...

"Wait..." The silver-faced man called Feng Suwan.

"Is there anything wrong?" Feng Suwan had a bad premonition, and the facts proved that her premonition was correct.

"Help me apply medicine." The silver-faced man said coldly, his tough tone unstoppable.

"Don't you have no hands?" Feng Suwan said angrily, and even the sword was lifted. She couldn't take medicine by herself. She was not a nanny, and you were not a time traveler. Don't you know how to avoid the suspicion of men and women?

"The injury is behind the scenes." The implication is that it cannot reach it. The cold-faced man did not care about Feng Suwan's attitude. After all, he had something to ask for.

Feng Suwan, who was still angry just now, suddenly lost his anger after hearing the man in silver face. He really needed someone to help him.

Seeing Feng Suwan walking back, the silver-faced man unbuttoned his shirt without saying a word. Feng Suwan blushed in disarray, his heartbeat was thumping...

This figure is perfect!

"What are you thinking!" Feng Suwan secretly pinched himself, reminding himself that he was saving lives and healing the wounded and not thinking about it.

Feng Suwan's expression was seen in the eyes of the silver-faced man. Feng Suwan's performance just now made him angry and satisfied. In short, he felt like he was indescribable...

When Feng Suwan saw the wound behind the silver-faced man, he realized how serious it was: the wound was not small and very deep. Fortunately, the injury was on the right side. If it was on the left, seven or eight out of ten people would not be able to survive. The flesh and blood on the wound was stirred up in a mess, and it was already a ball of dead flesh. It was obvious that he was also injured by a sword, and the other party was ruthlessly stirring when the sword stabbed the skin. Feng Suwan couldn't imagine how painful it was at that time.

Without further ado, Feng Suwan picked up a towel and handed it to the silver-faced man, asking him to bite it in his mouth, while picking up the homemade disinfectant to disinfect his wounds.

"No need!" Feng Suwan didn't expect her kindness to be rejected ruthlessly, "This is not an ordinary medicine for injury, it will hurt a lot."

"No, don't I'll say it for the third time."

Refusing again, Feng Suwan no longer insisted, wiped off the blood around the wound, and began to rinse the disinfectant on the wound.

If the pain was twelve when creating this wound, then the pain was 18 when cleaning the wound with disinfectant. But the man in silver face didn't say a word. He was not afraid of the pain. Feng Suwan felt pain when he saw it...
Chapter completed!