"Call the doctor, why did she go there?" Xie Lingmu turned around slightly and looked at Chen An with cold eyes.
The sound of Chen An's heartbeat could be heard. He stammered: "Yes...it was Miss Nan who was anxious. She heard that you were injured and ran away. My subordinates could not stop you!"
In Chen An's mind, there was a dispute between heaven and man. Did he lie? No, he didn't lie. Miss Nanqin did go to the doctor directly after hearing that the young master was injured.
Xie Lingmu withdrew his eyes and looked at the koi swimming in the water without saying a word.
After waiting for a while, Nan Qing came with the doctor.
The doctor was panting as he left. Nan Qing led the way. She walked into the pavilion and immediately walked to Xie Lingmu's side.
"Sir, the doctor is here, please sit down and let him take a look at the injury."
Xie Lingmu said nothing and didn't even turn his head. He just let his injured hand hang by his side.
As time passed by, the doctor noticed something was wrong and looked at Chen An.
Chen An lowered his head and didn't look at anyone...
"Son."
"Master?"
Nan Qing yelled a few words, but Xie Lingmu was like an angry child.
This snake spirit is seriously ill!
She could only stretch out her hand to hold up his injured hand: "The injury looks serious and it must be very painful. Sir, please sit down and apply the medicine."
The moment she touched him, Xie Lingmu's whole body felt hot. He turned around and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the medicine."
Nan Qing responded obediently: "My skills are definitely not as good as those of a doctor. I might injure the young master and delay his recovery."
"I'm not afraid of pain."
"That's good."
There was no need to invite her this time. After hearing her reply, Xie Lingmu strode directly to the stone table and sat down.
Xie Lingmu: "Put down the medicine and you all leave."
Chen An: "Yes."
The doctor looked confused: "...Yes."
There were only two people left in the pavilion, and the table was in a mess. Nan Qing cleared a clean place for him to put his injured hand.
The handkerchief was placed on the stone table, and Xie Lingmu's injured right hand was placed on it. There were blisters on the back of his right hand that were red and scary.
Nan Qing dipped a handkerchief in water and applied it, then wiped it with a clean handkerchief, and finally applied medicine.
Her movements were not gentle at all, she was even a little hairy, and when she wiped them, she broke the blisters on the back of Xie Lingmu's hands.
Xie Lingmu didn't say a word, and didn't even tremble his fingers. His ink-like eyes kept staring at her.
"You need to pop the blisters and apply medicine to make them heal faster." Nan Qing said calmly.
He didn't care: "Take your pick."
Nan Qing went back and got a needle. It was not an embroidery needle for mending clothes, but a quilt needle.
The embroidery needle is thin, small and sharp. It can pierce things with just one prick without causing much pain.
But the needle is longer, thicker and blunt...
Blunt objects hurt more. Nan Qing pricked the blister several times without breaking it. Finally, he did pierce the blister with a sharp prick, but it also bled.
She raised her head: "Sir, my hands are clumsy. Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Nan Qing really felt that he was seriously ill.
Do you think that she will feel distressed if he plots a cruel trick? A man must not be spoiled. If his scheme succeeds once, he will do the same thing every time.
She deliberately hurt him as a lesson, but in the end Nan Qing discovered something was wrong.
He was as calm as a dormant snake at first, but now the snake suddenly started to stir, and he was breathing faster...