Chapter five hundred and fortieth three good friends
Has this man ever been so despised? He immediately showed displeasure: "What? You look down on me?"
"Don't dare!" Dongfang Xuxiao didn't dare to be too presumptuous under the eaves.
When the woman saw this, she broke the atmosphere between the two with a smile: "Sir! My old man's medical skills are not as good as his own, but they are enough to treat this girl!" The woman looked forward to Hong Ling with hope.
: "Look at this girl's serious trauma. If she just takes the pill, I'm afraid she will leave many scars on her body!"
The woman's words were like a wake-up call; Dongfang Xuxiao didn't think too much, stood up and gave up his position to the man; he clasped his fists to express the crime of disrespect: "I have offended you a moment ago, please forgive me!"
The man showed no appreciation, ignored Dongfang Xuxiao, walked to the bed and sat down.
The woman smiled and patted Dongfang Xuxiao, comforting him and said, "It's okay! My old man has such a temper, just ignore him!"
"..." Dongfang Xuxiao said nothing, just nodded slightly.
The man's fingertips slowly felt the red silk pulse; his eyelids were slightly closed, as if he was deep in thought or about to fall asleep.
Dongfang Xuxiao didn't dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing the man's thoughts.
After a moment, the man slowly opened his eyes.
"How is it?" Dongfang Xuxiao asked eagerly.
The man ignored it and took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box.
The woman raised her eyebrows and shouted at the man: "Say!"
The man trembled and touched his nose: "You should save some face for me in front of outsiders!"
The woman's eyes slowly narrowed, as if a storm was about to come.
Seeing this, the man quickly apologized and said with a smile: "The injuries seem serious, but they are just skin injuries. Apply medicine and rest for ten days and a half and you will be fine!"
"Will there be scars on her face?" Dongfang Xuxiao asked cautiously; because in his memory, there was no woman who did not cherish her appearance.
"Don't worry! As long as I'm here, there will be no scars!" The man was confident: "I will prepare some medicine later. As long as it is applied on her face on time, she will be able to restore her original appearance within three days.
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"Then don't match it!" the woman urged.
The man stood up with a dry smile and handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Dongfang Xuxiao: "Wipe her body clean and apply it twice a day!" After explaining, he walked out of the room.
Dongfang Xuxiao looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand tangledly, he didn't dare to make a move.
"What's wrong?" the woman asked suspiciously.
Dongfang Xuxiao hesitated: "Can you..."
"Sir! If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly!" The woman was a very cheerful person.
Dongfang Xuxiao swallowed his saliva: "This girl and I are just ordinary friends. If I were to purify her body, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
"Oh! I understand!" Without Dongfang Xuxiao's further explanation, the woman already understood what was going on.
"Can I trouble you to cleanse and apply medicine for my friend?" After making the request, Dongfang Xuxiao looked at the woman anxiously, fearing that she would refuse.
"Easy!" The woman agreed readily, took the porcelain bottle from Dongfang Xuxiao's hand, and then waved her hand: "You go out first, and leave the rest to me!"
"Thank you!" Dongfang Xuxiao thanked him, looked at Hong Ling who was still unconscious on the bed, and walked out of the room.
Standing in the living room anxiously, watching the woman coming and going in and out, but he couldn't do anything to help him; Dongfang Xuxiao suddenly felt that he was really useless at this moment!
"Young man! Weren't you still high-spirited just now? How come you have become so decadent after only a few years?" The man wandered to Dongfang Xuxiao's side.
At this moment, Dongfang Xuxiao was not in a leisurely mood to chat and joke with the man; he went straight to the point and asked: "She still has a high fever, can she just use topical medicine?"
"Who said there are only external medicines!" The man handed two porcelain bottles, one large and one small, to Dongfang Xuxiao: "There is a pill in the small porcelain bottle. You can let the girl take it later. As for the big porcelain bottle, I have just prepared it."
Good medicine can be applied directly on the face..." The man paused slightly and warned carefully: "...Remember! Three times a day!"
"Yes!" Dongfang Xuxiao held the porcelain bottle in his palm and nodded heavily.
Staring at Dongfang Xuxiao, his brows were still furrowed; the man joked: "Seeing that you are so nervous, could it be that the girl inside is your crush?"
"You misunderstood!" Dongfang Xuxiao evoked a forced smile: "We are just ordinary friends!"
"Ordinary friends?" The man's face had a look of complete disbelief.
Dongfang Xuxiao glanced at the west wing, and the smile on his lips turned bitter: "It should be said that I owe her!"
"How do you say this?" The man became interested and stared at Dongfang Xuxiao with bright eyes.
"When we first met..." Dongfang Xuxiao recounted every detail between him and Hong Ling.
He didn't know why he confided in a stranger; but one thing he was sure of was that they were friendly and trustworthy!
After hearing this, the man concluded decisively: "You are really a fool!"
"Yes!" Dongfang Xuxiao recalled what he had done before and did not make any excuses for the man's comments.
Seeing Dongfang Xuxiao blaming himself more and more, the man stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Okay! It's useless to blame yourself now. It's better to take good care of the girl in the coming days as compensation!"
"I know!" Dongfang Xuxiao would do the same even if the man didn't say it.
"What are you talking about?" The woman walked out of the west wing room and saw that the two people who had not been talking to each other just now started chatting, and she couldn't help but curiously asked.
"I'll tell you later!" the man said casually, and told Dongfang Xuxiao: "Go and give the elixir to that girl!"
"Okay!" Dongfang Xuxiao nodded to the two of them and then walked into the west wing.
Looking at Hong Ling, whose face was still as pale as paper on the bed, Dongfang Xuxiao frowned subconsciously. He quickly walked to the bed and carefully lifted Hong Ling into his arms.
Hong Ling's blood-stained skirt had been replaced by a flowered gown; the simple skirt not only did not cover up her own nobility, but instead made her more nimble and pure in addition to her nobility.
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Dongfang Xuxiao opened the bottle cap, poured the green concoction onto his fingertips, and gently applied it to Hong Ling's injured cheek.
The burning pain caused Hong Ling to open her eyes.
Dongfang Xuxiao quickly retracted his fingertips and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
Hong Ling, who was not completely awake, nodded obediently.
"Keep it patient, you'll be fine soon!" Dongfang Xuxiao coaxed softly, his hands becoming even gentler.
The red damask eyebrows were furrowed, and the white teeth bit her cherry lips; her eyes, which were originally full of hatred, now overflowed with a thin mist, and she looked really pitiful.
Looking at the expression of the person in his arms, Dongfang Xuxiao's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
After regaining consciousness, he looked away uncomfortably.
After a long time, Dongfang Xuxiao stabilized his emotions, poured out a pill from a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to Hong Ling's lips: "Be good! Take the pill!"
Hong Ling's eyes flashed, she opened her lips obediently and took the elixir.