Help!Crazy criticizing the tyrant, he spoils me every day

Chapter 213 Yan and Ye (7) Seriously

"Short-sighted boy," Oran shook his head. "With you like this, how can I train you to be a talent?"

"I was born to be a general, so don't worry about it." Seeing the man's brows knotted in pain, Lin Yan urged. "Treat him quickly. If one day he leads troops to attack country A, I will be the first to fight!"

Oran has never really been able to refuse Lin Yan's request. Even if he said he was not happy, he was defeated in the end because of his one or two irrelevant words.

"I'll just get rid of my hostility. I don't care about anything else. You saved him, not me." Olan shook his hand, beckoning Lin Yan who was sitting by the bed to go away.

"Hey, you're the best!" Lin Yan stepped aside and gratefully rubbed his shoulders and massaged him.

"Be serious, how can I summon the holy light when you're like this?" Not to mention, Lin Yan's massage was just right, and Olan enjoyed it a lot, but thinking that he was so flattering because of the Phoenix, his face turned cold. "Really, for a bird that you don't even know its name, can you, Young Master Lin, put yourself down like this?"

"What are you talking about? We have such a close relationship, shouldn't I rub it for you? In terms of figure, your elf prince is also nobler than me, and I am honored." Lin Yan didn't think so. In order to let Oran concentrate on the treatment, he retracted when he spoke. hand.

Soon, the hostility attached to the wound was purified by Oran with holy light.

Lin Yan sat back on the bed and cleaned Feng Ye's wound.

"I remember that there are trauma medicines in the bag, bring them to me, oh, and bandages." When Lin Yan was busy with work, he did not forget to command Alan.

Oran let him go and fetch him something.

Soon, a roll of bandages and a calamus leaf wrapped in green herbs were delivered to Lin Yan.

"Huh? What is this?" Seeing that it was not a familiar wound medicine, Lin Yan was taken aback.

"This is a gift from the river god, and it is very effective in treating trauma," Oland said.

"Gift from the River God?" Lin Yan followed Oran's direction towards the door, but there was nothing outside the half-open door.

"Just wipe it off, the whip wound on his back is not light." Oran did not forget to remind him before leaving.

"Where are you going?" Lin Yan hurriedly asked when he saw him go.

"The whole room smells of blood, go out and get some fresh air."

…the leaves trembled and the wind picked up again.

Oran walked along the river, thinking.

The moonlight was moving, shining gently on his body, perfecting all his details.

In the water, a slender shadow was swimming, following him on the shore.

Oran stopped, sat on a rock by the river, hung his right hand over the river, and waited patiently.

Goo-goo-
A round head poked out of the water, and two catfish whiskers raised timidly, tentatively touching the big hand hanging above.

His fingers were long and beautiful, cool to the touch, like the moonlight.

"Alone, lonely?" Olan pressed down his fingers, touched the fish's little head, and smiled slightly.

Under the moonlight, he is as holy as a god, and the love in his eyes and that charming smile are deeply burned into its heart.

As if encouraged by being stroked, it jumped out of the water, passed over the back of his hand, and then slammed into the water on the other side with a splash.

Water splashed everywhere, sprinkled on him little by little.

Seeing his wet clothes, it was startled, and hid in the water like a child who has done something wrong.

"Ho-" He didn't care, and smiled with his eyes bent.

He propped his hands on the grass, looked up at the new moon in the sky, and traveled a long distance accompanied by the little creature in the river.

(End of this chapter)