After he carefully wiped away the blood stains around her wound, he dipped a clean cotton gauze in the liquid and carefully applied it to her wound.
Jing Ming's baby face wrinkled up: "Since you are the commander of the cavalry battalion, you should know that in this battle, you will become a thorn in the side of the enemy. You will become a thorn in the side of the enemy. There will be no shortage of assassinations like this in the future!"
Why didn't the assassin assassinate her or other captains, but instead went for Chen Ning?
It's obvious that this is an assassin specifically targeting him!
"Zhou Ru was already injured by their sneak attack. Zhou Yu is indeed a powerful character this time. You have to be more vigilant!" Jing Ming said.
Chen Ning said coldly: "You have time to worry about it, so why not worry more about yourself? How did you survive on the battlefield when you acted so recklessly?"
As he spoke, he squeezed the handkerchief and the medicine instantly flowed onto Jing Ming's wound.
The stinging sensation of the medicine flowing into the wound made her frown slightly, but she didn't say a word.
It's just that her back tightened unconsciously, revealing that she was enduring it.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen Ning's voice became colder again: "You know it hurts, but don't be self-righteous in the future and do things like protecting others from knives!"
Jing Ming didn't react much to his anger. He just smiled lightly and said, "No, I will do this again in the future."
Chen Ning squeezed the handkerchief stained with potion tightly, the veins on the back of her hand were exposed, and she wanted to curse.
How could there be such an unreasonably stubborn woman in this world!
But......
She looked at the long, bright red wound on her back because some of the blood scab fell off after applying the medicine.
He threw the handkerchief aside expressionlessly, took the medicinal bamboo board again, dipped it in milky white ointment and wiped her wound.
"Yes, that's right. You, Jingming, are the most loyal. In your heart, everyone in Red Blood is the same. If you save anyone, it's not me. If it's not me, you will block the knife with your body."
The milky white ointment had a soothing effect, and Jingming suddenly felt that the wound that was originally stinging felt much better.
She couldn't help but narrowed her eyes: "No, if it were someone else, I might not instinctively block it with my body."
Apart from the eldest lady, the only person who made her instinctively want to block danger when she saw it was Chen Ning.
Chen Ning paused while applying the medicine and asked expressionlessly: "What did you say?"
"Ah?" Jing Ming held his chin lazily. He had been fighting during the day, had eaten and drank enough, and was so tired that he felt sleepy.
What's more, in the mountains and forests of Miao in July and August, it is very hot during the day, but at night there is a cool breeze, which can make people drowsy.
"I asked you what you just said!" Chen Ning raised his voice with a cold face.
Jing Ming yawned loudly: "Ah, let me tell you, the only people I wanted to block the knife from were you and the lady."
She might not even be able to block the knife for her adoptive father. After all, that stinky old man Guan Yuecheng once pulled her to block the knife in order to train her reaction.
Not just once!
A father’s love is so overwhelming that it can overwhelm a person to death!
Chen Ning closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "Now that we have made a clean break, is it interesting for you to say these words and do these things again?"
Jing Ming glanced at him and yawned: "Do you want to find it interesting so that I can like you? Although we have broken up, I still like you."
This doesn't mean that she doesn't like it even if she doesn't like it.
Ah...I don't know what's going on, I just feel so sleepy.
She murmured: "I like you. It's my own business and it has nothing to do with you. You don't have to be burdened."
