Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 174 Love (6)
Ye Qingwan sat beside him, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, took a deep breath and then held her breath, and began to remove the gauze for him.

Due to the seriousness of the injury and the failure to clean it up in time, the blood-stained gauze was already covered with some rotten flesh and blood, and it was extremely difficult to remove it intact.

After picking the silk, he began to undress him.

It wasn't until she took off Shen Heng's fine clothes that she realized that the most difficult thing to take off was not the gauze wrapped around the outside, but his inner garment!

The wounds were bloody, sticking together with the thin underwear, and all the wounds were torn open without exception, and blood kept gushing out.

Ye Qingwan knew that these bleeding and festering wounds deteriorated to this extent because he forced himself to fly around with lightness kung fu.

Her face turned pale, and she asked in a deep voice, "Do you have a knife?"

Shen Heng never had any doubts about her: "There is a second row on the side frame, and a third row."

Ye Qingwan brought a knife and roasted it on a candle.

"I really don't know what you think, but you took me around even though you knew you were injured." While roasting the knife, she held her chin and said, "It's healed now, the wound is cracked, rotten, festered, no You can’t even take off your clothes after cutting off the carrion, let alone cleaning and applying medicine to you. You, can you save me some trouble? I—”

Before she finished speaking, Ye Qingwan suddenly stopped, her eyes widened, and she didn't dare to look up at Shen Heng's expression.

Why did she teach Shen Heng a lesson as the two children who always got into trouble in the previous life.
She coughed twice and quibbled: "I don't care about you, don't get me wrong."

Shen Heng's gaze was like a torch, and he stared at her with unknown meaning.

It's so soft-hearted and cute.

Until the knife was burning red, Ye Qingwan began to cut the meat for Shen Heng. Her technique was a bit jerky, her hands were not light or heavy, and it took a lot of effort to cut off the rotten meat stuck to the clothes bit by bit.

Afterwards, Ye Qingwan helped him take off his clothes again, and put her slender fingers as lightly as possible, the slight coolness touched the hot skin, causing Shen Heng to frown immediately, his Adam's apple twitched, and an evil fire shot up from his abdomen and then fell down quickly.

Half of the underwear was removed, revealing a large area of ​​strong and well-proportioned muscles. The flesh and blood on the broad shoulders were bloody, and there was hardly a good piece of meat to be found. Ye Qingwan frowned fiercely.

An ordinary man with such an injury would definitely scream out in pain without exception, even if he suppressed his screaming, he would still hum.

But Shen Heng was different, from taking the gauze to taking off his coat, from taking off his coat to gouging out the flesh, and from gouging out the flesh to taking off his underwear, he didn't hum from the beginning to the end, but he could clearly see the dense sweat on his forehead .

Ye Qingwan knew that he had great endurance, otherwise it would not have been possible to break the shackles and run to Fengyi Palace soberly to find her.

But even so, Ye Qingwan still couldn't bear it, and there was still some meat that could not be cut, so she thought of distracting him by chatting. After all, she has experienced the pain of such a focused forbearance. one thing.

But it's good to tell him something
Ye Qingwan suddenly thought of the boy with a broken arm who Shen Heng instructed to fetch water, she smiled and said: "That kid has a broken arm, and you still asked him to do something."

Only she knew that she was looking for something to say.Just now, she just watched Xu Mo's vicious look of killing others with a knife in his hand, as if the broken arm didn't affect him at all, it seemed that it made him stronger than before.

Hearing this, Shen Heng's tightly locked eyebrows stretched out, raised them slightly, and said in an inaudible tone: "Are you distressed?"

Ye Qingwan: "No."

Shen Heng: "That's it?"

Ye Qingwan smiled slightly: "I think he is slow."

Shen Heng was a little bit happier by her words, and teased her: "You are really cruel."

Ye Qingwan said brightly: "To each other."

Seeing that he was no longer tense and relaxed, Ye Qingwan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time finished the last cut.

But she found that there was another thing she had forgotten.

The arm that hurt the most.

At this time, Xu Mo came back with water, seeing that the two of them were so close, he quickly put down the water and ran away, muttering to get ointment and gauze.

Ye Qingwan shook her head lightly, got up and sat in front of him again, and then carefully took off the single clothes hanging on her forearms.

The candles were bright, and there was a long and deep gash on the strong forearm that carried her to the eaves and walls. Compared with the flesh and blood wounds on the back, this gash was heavyweight, because the gash was so deep Incomparable, so deep that you can clearly see the bones under the skin.

Just looking at it, Ye Qingwan felt shuddering and her scalp went numb.

She wrung out the towel and slowly wiped away the blood, revealing her original jade-like complexion. Looking at the hideous cut, Ye Qingwan's face became paler and uglier.

Even if it is him, Shen Heng, it is estimated that such an injury will not heal for a year or so, even if it is healed, it will leave a scar in the same place for a lifetime.

She really wanted to scold him.

Even if he was trying to save himself.

Leaving this kind of scar that can never be removed in front of her, let her handle it with her own hands.

Does this bastard have to use this method to make her remember him forever! !

Gradually, the blood on the arm was wiped away, revealing something that she couldn't take her eyes off——
scar.

Ferocious and frightening, densely packed, criss-crossed.

Countless scars.

Ye Qingwan's complexion turned serious.

It was not the first time she had seen these scars.

Many times, when she was under him, she could clearly and vaguely see the smooth arm supporting her face.

and the dreadful scars upon it.

She felt very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but also as if she had never seen it before.

Afterwards, she asked Shen Heng how these injuries came about, but he didn't tell her, he just stared at her silently.

Under the bright and dazzling candlelight, Emperor Zhaowu's eyes were cold and playful, as if he was mocking, or as if he was saying: How do you guess it?

And Ye Qingwan felt that there were very few people who could leave so many scars on Shen Heng's hands.Among all the cognitions in her previous life, only two people can do it.

One is his adoptive father Xu Yezhu, and the other is Shen Xun.

Speaking of which, he was on par with Shen Xun in strength, even superior to him, no matter what, he would not be injured like this under Shen Xun's hands, and Shen Xun had no reason to do so.

Then the only possibility is Xu Yezhu.

But Xu Yezhu had always belonged to Shen Heng before that, so what reason did he have to leave these scars on Shen Heng's hands?

Could it be that Xu Yezhu has some strange habit?

But even so, why is it only left on this arm?Shouldn't both sides be left for symmetry?

The door was pushed open, Xu Mo brought gauze and ointment, and ran out quickly.

(End of this chapter)