Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

This feeling is really weird and uncomfortable.

Thinking of Leng Lintian and Leng Jiaren sticking together day and night like this every day, she sighed softly, and finally felt a little bit of Ximen Longting's displeasure.

Jing Jiaren turned her head stiffly and looked out the window as the train started moving faster and faster.

The small town of Pal slowly receded from her sight, turning into a blur of light and shadow.

Suddenly, Leng Jiaren called out: "Lin Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?"

"..."

"You have blood on your arm."

Jing Jiaren hurriedly looked back, the arm that Leng Lintian was just holding by Leng Jiaren probably hurt a lot, his face was blue.

Leng Jiaren's hand touched his wet arm, and when she raised her hand, she found blood on the palm, and she was extremely nervous.

Leng Lintian said softly, "It's not in the way."

"But you've lost so much blood, you're injured!"

"Let me see." Jing Jiaren stared at the wound on his arm.

Just as Leng Lintian was about to shirk, Jing Jiaren said forcefully, "Let me see! Take off the outer robe."

It is difficult to see the color of blood in the black robe, and they didn't realize that Leng Lintian was injured just now.

Leng Lintian untied his robe and took it off, revealing a gash on his arm, which was cut by a dagger.

"Don't those people have knives in their hands?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "Your dagger was snatched?"

"Ah."

Jing Jiaren knew that these migrant workers did not have weapons, otherwise they would have rioted when they saw her in the car just now, so there was no need to wait until they got out of the car.

They must be unarmed and unable to open the iron door.

Furthermore, in order to prevent them from rioting, it is impossible for them to carry weapons with them.

Jing Jiaren held Leng Lintian's arm and looked at it carefully: "The wound is a bit deep, I want to bandage it for you."

"Is there any medicine?" Leng Jiaren said sadly, "Lin Tian, ​​you will be fine."

"I have some medicine on me." Jing Jiaren unbuttoned Leng Lintian's cuff, and carefully rolled up his sleeve.

This medicine was given by Leng Lintian, and she was asked to keep it on her body in case of emergencies.

There are medicines for sores to stop bleeding, medicines for colds and headaches, disinfectants, some bandages and so on.

"No, the cuffs are too narrow, Leng Lintian, you should take off this shirt too." Jing Jiaren fumbled for the medicine box on her body.

Leng Lintian stared obsessively at Jing Jiaren's concerned eyes, his purple lips hooked evilly, and he unbuttoned his body with one hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

"That doesn't work either, it must be bandaged."

The medicine box Jing Jiaren was tied around her waist, she untied the belt, took out the needed medicine and put it aside.

Leng Lintian opened his strong chest and could only take off his clothes with one hand.

Leng Jiaren said caringly, "Don't move around, I'll help you."

Leng Lintian leaned there, staring at Jing Jiaren opposite, never felt as happy as he is now...

Jing Jiaren found clean cotton and soaked it with alcohol, carefully wiped off the blood on his arm, and slowly exposed the wound.

"There are still a few days to go, and we still have to go through at least a few more towns." Jing Jiaren couldn't help worrying, "Can you do it?"

"Okay." Leng Lintian's deep eyes were like amber gemstones, "You are by my side, of course I can."

"And me," Leng Jiaren was afraid of being left behind, "Lin Tian, ​​I will also be by your side."