Abandoned female doctor concubine

Chapter 522 Detoxification and Healing

Chapter 522 Detoxification and Healing ([-])

After a long time, Yun Qingqiao finally finished the work at hand, she applied medicine to his wound, and then wrapped it up with gauze, "Okay, I'll wash my hands, and then I'll get you a clean set... "Yun Qingqiao pointed to his obscene pants that were cut by the sword, and there was still a lot of his blood on them, "Clean pants, and you should change into pajamas."

Xuanyuan Jingyao said softly: "Well, thank you for your hard work!"

"I don't like to hear that!" Yun Qingqiao said, and she went to the clean room.

She washed her hands and came out, took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a detoxification pill, and brought the pill to Xuanyuan Jingyao's lips, "Take another detoxification pill, and you can sleep for a while. I know you were very sleepy just now, I've been holding on, it's hard for you!"

Xuanyuan Jingyao took her hand and put the detoxification pill into his mouth, Yun Qingqiao gently withdrew his hand, turned around and went to the table to pour a glass of water, he took it and drank it.

"I'm going to get the clothes, you wait." Yun Qingqiao went around the screen and walked towards the closet. After a while, she poked her head out from behind the screen, "Hey, which cabinet do you put your underwear and pajamas in?" ah?"

"The one on the inside!" he said.

Yun Qingqiao walked inside and opened the cabinet inside. The first thing she saw was an exquisite brocade box. She touched the brocade box. It was delicate to the touch and well made. Curious, she opened it quietly to have a look.

day!
Inside is a stack of white silk cloth.

It's something for women, could it be hers?

Yun Qingqiao remembered that she once came to his side disguised as a man, and then changed into a woman's dress to return to Yun's house, but she didn't bring back the chest cloth.

She walked to the bed with his obscene pants and pajamas, and threw the clothes on him, "Change yourself!"

Xuanyuan Jingyao was puzzled, "Why? In my current situation, it's not easy for me to do it myself. If the wound opens, you have to sew it up again for me."

Xuanyuan Jingyao looked at Yun Qingqiao in bewilderment, and saw her go behind the screen again, and after a while, she came out with a brocade box in her hand.

"Tell me, what's in here?"

He smiled, "It's yours!"

She blushed and asked angrily, "Why didn't you pay me back?"

He laughed even harder, holding his stomach with his hands, it can be seen that his wounds hurt from laughing, "I thought you would be my woman sooner or later, why should I make such a fuss?"

Yun Qingqiao was angry and annoyed, and stomped her feet, "You are going too far! Could it be that you saved it at that time, saved it... that kind of intention!"

"You returned to Beijing at the age of 14. If I recognized you at that time, I would have thought about it every day!" Xuanyuan Jingyao had a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to laugh anymore. The words hurt the wound and are not conducive to recovery. He looked at her expression and said, "I think my heart has recognized you long ago, but my brain can't keep up with the speed of my heart."

"You'll bully me!" Yun Qingqiao turned around, preventing him from seeing her face and her embarrassment.

"Qingqing, in fact, I fell in love with you before I recognized you, do you know? I said, let you be my real wife, do you remember?" Xuanyuan Jingyao said, Seeing Yun Qingqiao turned her back to him, she didn't know what she was thinking, she was anxious, so she wanted to get out of bed, "Hiss..."

Hearing his voice due to the wound, Yun Qingqiao turned around quickly and said distressedly: "Don't move, if you move again, your pants will fall off!"

Xuanyuan Jingyao just looked at his torn pair of obscene pants, and he quickly reached out to grab them, "Then you change my pants and clothes for me!"

(End of this chapter)

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