"Go and prepare hot water, I want to wipe the princess's body." Chu Dongling said lightly.

"Yes." Yuan Feijing nodded and ordered to put down the curtain.

"Chu Dongling, you..." Long Qian was pushed back to the bed by Chu Dongling before she sat up.

"Be obedient, I guarantee that he is not in trouble!" Chu Dongling pulled down her clothes.

Long Qian calmed down and lay down obediently: "Have you asked someone to save Brother Gusha?"

"What did you call me just now?" Chu Dongling's long fingers trembled as soon as he touched Long Qian's shoulder.

It’s too inappropriate to actually cause her to be injured for the second time!

"What are you shouting?" As soon as Long Qian said, he frowned, "It hurts so much! Can you be gentle?"

"I'm gentle." Chu Dongling said this, but his long fingers holding the bandage were a little at a loss.

"Have it patient! The wound will hurt a little if it sticks to the flesh."

Long Qian had known what was going on, but she really felt pain.

She mumbled her lips, closed her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "Hurry up! I can only bear it for a while."

Chu Dongling looked at her closed eyes, moved her long fingers slightly, and lifted the bandage on her wound bit by bit with the gentlest movement in her life.

After a cold shoulder, Long Qian took a deep breath: "You should have someone sew it for me. The wound is too big and it is difficult to heal."

"Sew?" Chu Dongling frowned slightly and took the medicine powder from the medicine box.

He shook his long fingers and puffed the powder on her wound.

The medicine powder is not a very fatal type, but the pain in the wound itself is very fatal.

"Seam it and wait until it closes before removing the stitches. Hiss... Forget it, there is no such technology in your era, ah... it hurts! Hurry up!"

Long Qian was so painful that his temples were sweating, and not only tears but also sweat fell from the corners of his eyes.

Chu Dongling did not dare to delay. After applying medicine to her based on memory, he pulled out a bandage, carefully held her body, and bandaged her wounds.

"Why do you want to block a sword for me?"

This slender and delicate shoulder was stabbed with a hole. The wound was so big that I don’t know when it would be healed.

Chu Dongling felt guilty, and after treating her wound, he felt even more uncomfortable.

A good green face, and soon I returned to fairness.

Yuan Feijing brought in a large bucket of warm water and left again.

When Chu Dongling wrung out the hot towel and turned around, Long Qian sat up from the bed.

"I would have thought I would have hurt me if I had known that I would not block the sword for you." She grabbed the sticky collar and got out of bed.

"I want to wash, please come out first..."

Before Long Qian could finish his words, the man pressed back to the bed: "Lying down."

He was very strong, so Long Qian had to lie down again.

Chu Dongling lowered his head and wiped her face, and took off the ointment that she applied to her face piece by piece.

Long Qian is tired and sleepy, and too lazy to move.

Soon, Long Qian returned to her original appearance, except for her pale face, which was no different.

As his long fingers fell on her collar, Long Qian hugged his wrist.

She blinked her big, lively eyes and whispered: "I can do it myself."

"Are you good?" Chu Dongling frowned, as if warning.

Long Qian frowned, pouted her pink lips, and nodded: "Can you really guarantee that Brother Gusha is fine?"

"He is not your relative!" Chu Dongling pushed her hand away and wiped her neck.

"I know it's not." Long Qian twitched his lips, "But he clearly saved you, you..."

"Hey!" Long Qian opened his eyes suddenly and hugged the man's strong arms again.
Chapter completed!