"Strange? Why aren't Master Bodhidharma and Master Jin Chan here?"
"I heard that the teachers are searching and investigating some fallen god. It seems that they should have gone there too."
"Uh...then what should we do now? Master Jin Chan said that I need to change the dressing for this injury every day. How about you help me, junior brother?"
"No, no, no! Senior brother, I really can't do this!"
"Why? Didn't you see how Master Jin Chan gave me the medicine yesterday? Come on, senior brother, I'm not afraid of you damaging it!"
"No, don't, senior brother, I'm afraid I'll be bad..."
"..."
Dongfang Yao said as he grabbed Gujie's hand.
The latter naturally does not want to.
What a joke.
Yesterday, when Master Jin Chan was applying medicine to Senior Brother Yao, he even put his hand in it.
He is an eminent monk and is compassionate.
But I am not the master, even if I kill you!
"Junior Brother Gujie, please help me, Senior Brother, I'm itchy!"
"Senior brother! You can do it by yourself. The medicine is here too. Yes! You can do it by yourself!"
Gujie freed his hand from Dongfang Yao's clutches and quickly moved away.
"I'll do it myself?"
"Yes! Senior brother, you can do it!"
"Then let me try?"
"Uh huh huh!"
With the encouragement of Gujie.
Dongfang Yao dipped his hand into the ointment and began to apply it on the injured area.
"Huh? Why didn't I think of doing it myself and having enough food and clothing?"
"Inside, Senior Brother Yao, and inside!"
"Yes! The wounds inside also need to be treated with medicine!"
I saw Dongfang Yao covering his index finger with ointment.
Then slowly move to the injured area.
Bend slightly.
Fight hard!
"puff!"
"Ah ho ho ah..."
"Senior Brother Yao, what are you..."
Just a moment.
Gujie was shocked and dumbfounded.
Blood spurted out.
Obviously, the wound was not only torn, but also torn severely.
"Junior brother...I can't do it anymore...I can't do it anymore...I said I can't do it...you say I can do it..."
"Junior brother...help senior brother...please!"
"Help...it hurts..."
Dongfang Yao covered his buttocks.
His face was pale from pain and there was sweat on his forehead.
For a time, Gujie fell into a tangle.
Do you want to help me with this?
Master Jin Chan is gentle and goes in bit by bit.
Yours is good, neither light nor heavy, so it’s quite hard to repay him!
How can there be a better one if there is such a huge rivalry?
"Junior brother... after spending so many days together... do you... want to see senior brother die? Ahhhh..."
"That's it...that's all, I'll..."
Just when Gujie felt soft for a moment and was ready to move forward.