Jing Ming blushed: "I told you I don't want your help!"
She doesn't have any arms or legs, so what?
But the next moment, she was put into the bucket, and the comfort of the warm hot water covering her skin made her so comfortable that she couldn't help but squint her eyes.
Ah, it was amazing to have a fight and a hot bath...
Forget it, never mind it, it’s so nice to have someone taking care of you to take a bath.
Originally I planned to ask Xiaoya to help wipe the uninjured areas on her back, but now it’s Chen Ning’s turn, so it doesn’t matter!
Jing Ming simply lay down on the edge of the bucket, yawned and closed his eyes: "I'm tired...yawn...if it's convenient, help me rub the ashes and don't get any wounds!"
Chen Ning held the bath towel: "..."
This woman is really tolerant of going too far, making people want to strangle her to death.
But after watching her finish speaking, she lay down on the edge of the bucket and was soaked in hot water and fell asleep almost instantly.
After all, he didn't say anything, and expressionlessly took a handkerchief and wiped her bath, carefully avoiding her wounds.
In the morning, he was still leading the army into battle, and in the evening he had to wait for her to take a bath!
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Ning took a large bath towel and picked up the sleeping woman who was naked in the tub, and carefully placed her on the bed.
He took a clean white cloth, applied ointment on the cloth, bandaged her, and put on clean clothes.
Looking at the woman sleeping on the bed, he closed his eyes, pulled up the quilt, and got up to leave.
But the next moment, a soft hand with rough fingertips gently grabbed his wrist.
Chen Ning paused and looked down at her, only to see her barely keeping her eyelids open and looking at him confusedly but firmly: "Chen Ning, don't feel like you owe me, I'm fine."
Chen Ning was silent, watching her lie back down again in a daze.
He took a deep breath, continued, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely: "You are such a disgusting woman!"
...
Xiao Qizi outside the door suddenly blushed a little when he heard what was going on inside.
He heard from Xiaoya that Jingming was injured, so he planned to come and have a look, so as not to worry if the eldest lady asked about it tomorrow, but now he looked fine.
He looked at the medicine plate in his hand, turned around and walked away quietly.
Why don't you go to Chunhe's sister's place, and you can give these medicines to Zhou Rugu.
Xiao Qizi took the medicine and left.
When he walked to Zhou Rugu's room, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.
There was also a doctor who carried a medicine box and ordered the medicine boy to get medicine.
In the room, Chunhe was feeding Zhou Rugu with a medicine bowl in his hand.
Zhou's upper body was bare and firm as before, with clear texture, and a white cloth strip was wrapped around his waist. Blood stains could still be seen faintly oozing out.
He was half lying on the bed, his eyebrows were furrowed, he looked depressed and said in a low voice: "Chunhe, don't make me drink any more medicine, I've already drank five bowls!"
Chunhe grabbed the medicine bowl and insisted: "No, you have a fever! The old military doctor said, you need to drink more medicine, one bowl to replenish qi, one bowl to replenish blood, one bowl to treat injuries, one bowl..."
"Stop it, stop it!" Zhou Rugu immediately raised his hand and said, "Uncle Guan asked the military doctor to prescribe that! Just to punish me!"
As he spoke, he looked at the eight-foot-tall man with no one around him. He imitated the others and pulled her sleeves in a low voice and begged: "Sister Chunhe, please, this medicine is really too bitter, even more bitter than coptis.
, I feel uncomfortable, I will be careful next time to prevent myself from getting hurt!"
