She has a delicate body, and she makes the abstinent Master Xi descend from the altar.

Chapter 43 042: Xi Jin is injured, Ranran takes care of her (first update)
Wen Yunran has not heard from Xi Jin in the past few days since he came back.

She also kept sending WeChat messages to Xi Jin to ask about his situation, but there was no reply from Xi Jin.

She began to think wildly.

In order not to think too much, she planned to keep herself busy.

Because, if her mind continues to be so chaotic, she may not be able to control herself and do something exciting.

So, she went to the study and pulled out a wooden box.

There are some tools inside, such as screwdrivers, iron sheets, wires and the like.

She pulled out a design draft from the drawer and started tinkering with the drawings on it.

Wen Yunran worked until very late as soon as he got busy. When he looked up, it was already late at night.

She put the things she was making aside and felt a little hungry.

But she knew she had little food at home.

Then I changed my clothes and prepared to go outside to find something to eat.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a person lying at the door of 1602 opposite.

She was startled and immediately ran over and squatted on the ground, "Xi Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Xi Jin's face looked very bad, with cold sweat on his forehead, his lips turned white, and he had an expression of suppressing pain.

He tried to hold his breath and said, "I'm fine."

When Wen Yunran saw him like this, he was very worried and distressed.

She endured the soreness in her nose, slowly helped him stand up, and put one of his arms on her shoulders.

When he pulled his hand away, he felt a sense of moisture from inside his black leather jacket.

She opened her palm and saw bright red blood.

"Xi Jin, you are injured."

Wen Yunran reached out and tried to lift the shirt under his black leather jacket.

But Xi Jin grabbed his hand: "Don't look, I'm fine."

Xi Jin was too weak at this time and was no longer as strong as Wen Yunran. He felt her pulling his hand.

"Xi Jin," her voice was trembling, "obey me and let me take a look."

Her voice is so beautiful.

Xi Jin suddenly put down his vigilance and resistance, and did not stop her.

Wen Yunran lifted the hem of Xi Jin's shirt. His lower abdomen was wrapped with a mess of bandages, which were stained red with blood.

Wen Yunran's breath was stagnant, and he just helped Xi Jin to his home and let him lie on the sofa.

Then, he took the medicine box placed on the cabinet in the entrance hall.

She brought it from the place where she lived last time when she bandaged the peach blossom.

She lifted up Xi Jin's shirt, and then reached out to unbuckle his belt.

Suddenly, her hand was caught by him.

"Xi Jin, be good and let me see your wounds. I won't bully you."

Her voice seemed to have magic power. He only persisted for three seconds and then let go obediently.

"Click." The belt buckle was released.

Wen Yunran pulled his pants down a little, exposing the area with the deepest blood stains, but did not completely take off his pants.

She used sterilized scissors to cut off the bandages that were randomly wrapped around his body, and saw the horrific wound on his lower abdomen.

It was a knife wound.

The length is about seven or eight centimeters, but the depth is estimated to be ten centimeters.

The wound was still bleeding.

Without thinking too much, she took the gauze from the medical kit and covered Xi Jin's wound.

After about 5 minutes of pressing, the bleeding almost stopped.

Wen Yunran threw away the blood-stained gauze, took alcohol from the medical kit, and used tweezers to hold a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to disinfect Xi Jin.

Xi Jin frowned slightly and said nothing.

After disinfection.

The wound was too deep and needed stitches.

Wen Yunran took the injection syringe and found the anesthetic from the medicine box.

There was only a small vial of anesthetic left, and she had no time to hesitate, unscrewing the cap and sucking into the syringe.

She held the syringe and approached Xi Jin.

Xi Jin opened her eyes and held her hand: "What are you going to do?"

"Your wound is too deep. I need to stitch it up for you now, but the dose of anesthetic may not be enough, and it may still hurt."

Xi Jin still didn't let go.

Wen Yunran held the injection syringe in one hand and held Xi Jin's hand with the other: "Xi Jin, be obedient and trust me."

The strength in Xi Jin's hand gradually weakened, and she closed her eyes weakly.

Wen Yunran injected anesthetic into the skin around Xi Jin's wound.

After that, I took the triangular needle and started to sew him up.

Xi Jin kept her eyes closed, her brows twitching from time to time, but the cold sweat on her forehead never stopped.

Wen Yunran knew that he was in pain, but he kept restraining himself.

About half an hour passed.

Wen Yunran cut the thread and ended the suture.

Xi Jin still had the same restrained expression as before.

She had never seen him like this.

The pale face and those bloodless lips are so pitiful that I want to bite them.

Wen Yunran took off his medical gloves and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead and face.After that, she leaned down and placed her lips on Xi Jin's lips.

Xi Jin slowly opened his eyes and saw Wen Yunran's face.

Her lips were so cold, as cold as if she had experienced a long period of tension.

what is she doing?
Is she kissing him?
No, she was invading him, trying to conquer him.

It feels like the pain of the wound is not that strong anymore.

His frown relaxed slightly.

Then, he felt the warmth on his cheeks.

The warmth slid down the contours of his face and to the corners of his mouth.

He tasted it, it was warm and salty.

Did she cry?

Is she afraid that I will die?
After a long time.

Her kiss stopped.

She asked: "Does it still hurt now?"

Xi Jin wanted to say it didn't hurt.

But before he opened his mouth, he heard her soft voice again.

"Xi Jin, be good and open your mouth."

After that, he was inexplicable and obeyed the instructions obediently.

The living room window was not closed.

The night is dark, and the city is dotted with tiny lights.

The thin moonlight shone down, gently reflecting the girl's leaning silhouette on the wall.

The breeze lifted the gauze curtains and rustled.

Xi Jin fell into a deep sleep while Wen Yunran was conquering the city.
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When Xi Jin woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Dull pain in lower abdomen.

He moved his gaze down and saw the bandage wrapped around his waist, which was well bandaged.

Unlike last night, when he was pestering himself randomly.

The dirty clothes on his body have been changed, and he is now wearing a set of home clothes.

He suddenly thought more about it, opened the waistband of his trousers, and took a look inside.

Sure enough, he was wearing nothing underneath.

There were footsteps in the kitchen, and Xi Jin sat up.

"Xi Jin, you're awake, how do you feel now?"

It was Wen Yunran's voice.

She put the porridge in her hand on the dining table, walked over, took the electronic thermometer next to the sofa, and ticked his forehead.

"You still have a slight fever."

She put down the thermometer and asked again, "How do you feel?"

"I am fine."

"Are you hungry? I cooked white porridge." Wen Yunran looked at the bowl of porridge on the dining table.

She can only cook white porridge, put rice and water in it, and just turn on the switch.

"Wen Yunran."

Wen Yunran looked back at him: "Huh?"

There were only two of them last night. Xi Jin knew that Wen Yunran must have changed the clothes he was wearing for him. His question was:
"How do you know the password to my house?"

He is wearing his house clothes now.

Wen Yunran blinked: "Is it difficult to crack it?"

Yes, it is indeed not difficult for her.

With the technology Wen Yunran possesses, if she wants to use it to do bad things, no one can catch her.

"Thank you for last night." Xi Jin still remembered what happened last night.

Wen Yunran stirred the bowl of white porridge with a spoon, trying to cool down: "What do you want to thank me for?"

Without waiting for Xi Jin to reply, Wen Yunran added: "Thank me for helping you deal with the wound? Thank me for helping you deal with the blood stains at the door? Thank me for helping you change your clothes? Or..."

She said meaningfully: "Thank me for kissing you?"

Xi Jin thought for a while: "All of them."

Wen Yunran's nerves were tense all night before she relaxed a little. She smiled and said, "Let's eat something first."

With that said, she brought the bowl of porridge over, took a spoonful, and stopped at Xi Jin's mouth.

He knew she was going to feed him porridge.

He turned away: "I don't want to eat."

"Xi Jin," Wen Yunran pinched his chin and turned his face back, "Be obedient."

He didn't know why, but he felt that Wen Yunran's words were so magical.

He opened his mouth obediently.

Wen Yunran fed the porridge from the spoon.

While feeding her porridge, she said, "You had a fever late last night and sweated a lot. I helped you change your clothes."

"Your wound is on your lower abdomen. You need to wear a bandage. If you have pants underneath, the bandage won't work."

She didn't change her expression when she said this, as calmly as if she was talking about the weather every day.

Xi Jin just said "hmm", but her ears turned slightly red.

(End of this chapter)