I just want to be a salted fish

Chapter 223
After Quan Luo and Bai Lan whispered in the distance for a while, Ling Lingqi followed Bai Lan and lived in a guest room in the patriarch's courtyard.

Entering the guest room, Ling Lingqi immediately put Feng Jiuyue on her back on a soft couch and lay down, then asked Bai Lan: "Master Bai, when will the patriarch be able to heal my fifth senior sister's injury?"

Bai Lan said: "Miss Ling, don't worry, the patriarch is already making preparations, and he will come here soon, and personally diagnose and treat Miss Feng."

Ling Lingqi saluted and said, "Okay, thank you!"

Bailan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

He is a man, so it is inconvenient to stay for too long.

So before leaving, he confessed: "Miss Ling, if you have other needs later, you can use your spiritual power to move the small shells on the table, and someone will come to deal with them."

"I have other things to do, so I will leave first."

"Okay, I'll send Mr. Bai off." Ling Lingqi personally sent Bai Lan to the door of the room.

After closing the door, Ling Lingqi sat on the soft couch, took out the silver chain hanging around Feng Jiuyue's neck, cast a spell with one hand, read [-], opened the silver ring, and took out a set of clean clothes from inside. clothes.

"Fifth Senior Sister, your clothes are full of blood, and you have two big holes in them, let me change into a clean one for you."

As she spoke, she carefully helped Feng Jiuyue untie her belt, and gently took off the dirty and tattered coat.

When she took off her inner garment, Ling Lingqi found that some of the material was stuck to the wound, and immediately took out a pair of golden scissors from her pocket, and carefully cut off a part.

After carefully checking that there was no problem, he slowly pulled off the almost red underwear to prevent the material from sticking to the wound.

During the whole process, Ling Lingqi was extremely gentle, for fear of hurting Feng Jiuyue a little.

After taking off her inner garment, Ling Lingqi was stunned, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

The body that was originally pure and white is now bruised and bruised, hideous and hard to see, it makes people feel distressed and uncomfortable.

Ling Lingqi really wanted to reach out and caress those two unsightly wounds, but she was afraid that her clumsy movements would aggravate Feng Jiuyue's injury, so she held her hands in the air and dared not drop them for a long time.

"The wound was stabbed so deep, how on earth did you endure it?"

Ling Lingqi felt her heart ached, as if these wounds were on her body, "Thanks to you being the protagonist, if it was someone else, it would have died of pain."

The whistling sound echoed softly in the room.

Ling Lingqi sniffed, quickly wiped the tears off her face, and gently helped Feng Jiuyue change into a set of clean clothes.

As soon as the belt was tied, there was a knock on the door.

Ling Lingqi immediately adjusted her mood, and asked softly, "Who is it?"

Quan Luo outside the door said in a low voice, "I'm Nanhai Patriarch Quan Luo."

"It's the patriarch! Please wait a moment, I'll go over and open the door right away." Ling Lingqi hurriedly helped Feng Jiuyue tidy up her clothes.

Quan Luo carried an exquisite medicine box and stood outside the door waiting patiently.

Soon, the door was opened.

But Ling Lingqi was a little puzzled by the attire of the person at the door, and asked curiously: "Patriarch, why are you wearing a mask?"

Quan Luo touched the fish-scale mask on his face, and spoke in a low voice again: "The patriarch's appearance is too beautiful. In order to prevent people from other clans from harboring unreasonable ill intentions towards the patriarch, I use a mask to show others."

After hearing this, Ling Lingqi twitched her slender eyebrows.

Stinky shark, don't think that if you wear a mask and speak in a low voice, Ben Xianyu won't recognize who you are.

If it wasn't for worrying about Feng Jiuyue's injury, Ben Xianyu would have exposed you early on!
(End of this chapter)