The medical concubine arrives: Prince, don't be arrogant

Chapter 18
Wang Yuetong took a sip of tea and leaned over to pry open the man's teeth, and finally swallowed the antidote.

Give the antidote, Wang Yuetong caught a glimpse of the five-inch-long incision on the man's chest, the gushing blood had already dyed the shirt on his chest red, and the wound had already solidified, she grabbed the cut sides of the shirt with both hands and pulled it hard, The inner shirt made of fine silk turned into rags in an instant.

The man's upper body suddenly became naked, and his solid figure was exposed in front of Wang Yuetong's eyes. The wheat-colored skin was covered with large and small scars, some of which were even deep enough to show the bones. Even she couldn't help but gasp, wondering about this man in her heart How on earth did it survive all these years.

Although these scars are very scary, but with the well-defined eight-pack abs exuding strong male hormones, even she felt a little hot on her face, and quickly moved her eyes away from the man's golden ratio , still muttering in a low voice, "Is the figure just average, not as good-looking as Zhao Xiao's?"

Zhao Xiao and her are comrades in arms, and they have also pursued her before. As soldiers, they are naturally in good shape, but they are still a little worse than King Jing. She is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.

Because of her violence, the wound opened again and oozes blood again. The unconscious man frowned and let out a muffled groan. Wang Yuetong's eyes flashed gloating. He could have handled it gently, but who told him not to do it before? He wanted to kill her out of nowhere, so it wouldn't be too much for her to take revenge, right?
In a happy mood, he brought a water basin from the outside, took a veil and carefully cleaned the wound, and took homemade hemostatic medicine and sprinkled it on the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding.

The torn white underclothes was torn into simple cloth strips to serve as bandages, and encountered difficulties when bandaging the wound.

The wound was a little above the chest, and the horizontal bandaging from the armpit could not completely cover the wound, so it could only be bandaged obliquely around the shoulders.

To prevent the wound from opening again, Wang Yuetong pressed one end of the cloth strip on the man's shoulder, and tried to go around from behind with the other hand, but failed for a long time, and made her sweat profusely from exhaustion. The only way is to lift the man's upper body up and lean on her. This action really caused the wound that had stopped bleeding to burst and ooze again.

"Xie Te!" Wang Yuetong cursed in a low voice. Once she assumes the role of a doctor, all grievances and hatreds are gone. In her eyes, only the patients need her treatment, and she wants to make the patients feel pain as little as possible. It's her duty!

It took so much effort to bandage the wound, but Wang Yuetong frowned into a ball of pimples, the tip of his delicate nose was covered with glistening sweat, and his eyes looked at the wound on the man's chest seriously. Carefully wiping the wound medicine with his hand.

This is what Ye Qingming saw when he woke up from a coma. Their faces were very close, but they were separated by a palm, and their breaths were intertwined. The excessive intimacy made him frown a little uncomfortable, and leaned back. Leaning back, he wanted to widen the distance between the two, but he didn't expect that with a little force from the plain hand behind his neck, he would fall into Wang Yuetong's arms.

Rather than saying that he fell into Wang Yuetong's arms, it would be better to say that he pushed Wang Yuetong to his back, and the two of them almost fell under the bed.

Wang Yuetong hurriedly straightened his body, and tilted his head a little angrily: "Move around, didn't you see that I was treating your wound? If you want to die so much, go take the poison yourself, don't hurt me!"

The two were already very close, but her tilted head and lips brushed against Ye Qingming's cheek like a dragonfly on water, and the fleeting soft touch made him stiffen.

The man squinted at her, his peach-blossom eyes were slightly raised at the end, and the inadvertently revealed a little enchanting charm softened his cold facial lines, making him look much gentler at this moment.

Wang Yuetong's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly pretended to be inadvertent, glanced away and said impatiently: "When you wake up, support yourself, and I'll bandage you now."

Ye Qingming pursed her lips, and tried to stretch out her arms to support her sides. Wang Yuetong cooperated with him and loosened his strength a little. As a result, his hands softened, and his upper body leaned towards her again.

Wang Yuetong stared wide-eyed at the face that was only a few feet away from her. The slightly cold and soft touch on her lips made her feel dazed for a moment, and then she reflexively pushed her hands hard, and only heard a bang, Ye Qingming felt depressed. With a snort, the back of his head hit the bedpost.

"You woman!"

Ye Qingming gritted his teeth, and looked at her with extremely cold eyes, with an extremely gloomy expression.

It was only at this time that Wang Yuetong came to his senses, and hurriedly withdrew his hands, twitching the corners of his mouth and muttering in a low voice: "I didn't do it on purpose, who knew you would come here suddenly! Besides, I'm helping you heal your wounds, what you just did is already counted. It's insulting me, I'm at a disadvantage, okay!"

(End of this chapter)