The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 373 Treating Wounds
There was no doubt that the two spirit kings were easily dealt with by Ji Yehuan. Seeing Ji Yehuan's sloppy actions, Shi Qi's heart beat a little faster.

The moment the two fell to the ground, two wisps of black mist floated out from the back of their necks. They wanted to escape, but Ji Yehuan grabbed them.

"This thing is very arrogant recently."

Ji Yehuan wrapped the black mist with a spiritual ball, and the black mist rushed left and right in the small ball, but couldn't escape no matter what.

"You can see it no matter where you are." Ji Yehuan knelt down and took off the hoods of the two of them. There was no doubt that he saw two strange faces.

Both faces were too thin, with an unhealthy pallor.

"How did you meet them?"

Seventeen's eyes flickered and his body swayed. Ji Yehuan felt his weakness, so he didn't ask any more questions. He took off their rings and asked, "Can we go?"

Seventeen nodded, and subconsciously covered the wound on his left lower abdomen: "Yes."

"Then go back first."

Shi Qi nodded again and followed Ji Yehuan's footsteps.

All the way back to the courtyard where Ji Yehuan lived in Dongfang Mansion, Shi Qi's forehead was soaked with sweat.

Ji Yehuan entered the room, Shi Qi still followed blankly.

Ji Yehuan turned to look at him: "What are you doing with me, instead of treating the wound?"

"Oh... yes." Shi Qi was stunned for a moment and then began to take off his robe.

The black clothes were very dark in color, and the blood stains had dried up, leaving a bloodstain on it.

Shi Qi unbuttoned his outer robe, revealing the cotton inner garment inside. A large area of ​​the inner garment was soaked in blood, and there was a fist-sized hole in the left abdomen.

Seeing that Shi Qi was still undressing, Ji Yehuan raised his eyebrows.

"Are you going to treat the wound right here?"

Shi Qi raised his eyes to look at her fixedly, his eyes seemed a little dazed.

Then said: "Can't you?"

Ji Yehuan raised her brows a little higher: "Of course I can."

Yehuang's voice came from my mind: "Sex, girl!"

Seventeen went to fetch water and came back soon.

Ji Yehuan sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, and watched Shi Qi treat the wound indifferently: "Why should I refuse the welfare that came to my door?"

Yehuang snorted disdainfully, and said after a while: "Tsk... you bodyguard, you have a really good figure! But you are a little worse than me."

Ji Yehuan took a sip of tea, noncommittal.

"Are you really sure he's not the man in black?"

Ji Yehuan paused slightly, watching Shiqi wrap a bandage around his injured left abdomen.

There was a conspicuous blood hole there, the same size as the underwear, the size of a fist, and the bones inside could almost be seen.

Shi Qi wiped the wound clean. When wrapping the bandage, he didn't even frown, but there were more sweat stains on his forehead.

Ji Yehuan ignored Ye Huang and asked Shi Qi: "You don't even apply wound medicine?"

Seventeen was a little taken aback.

Ji Yehuan felt that after half a year of separation, Shi Qi seemed to have become stupid.

Ji Yehuan took out a jade bottle from the ring, and was about to hand it over, when Shi Qi said, "Don't wipe it."

Ji Yehuan suddenly thought of the scene when Seventeen was injured and the wound healed quickly.

Thinking of his stupid appearance when he was asked to deal with the wound just now, a thought suddenly popped up: "You were injured before, and you didn't deal with it?"

Seventeen nodded, "It will be fine soon."

So there is no need to deal with it at all.

Ji Yehuan shook the teacup and looked at his slightly messy robe: "Are you often injured?"

Seventeen pursed her lips slightly.

He didn't want to lie to Ji Yehuan.

But also don't want her to worry - if she will.

(End of this chapter)