The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 81
Yijun also felt that what everyone said was reasonable, even if Shang Kun was injured, he was much weirder than ordinary people, and he used tricks to toss her, and whenever the doctor changed his dressing, he had to pull her to wait on him.

Yijun didn't dare to look at the bloody wound, he just insisted that if she didn't see it, he was not allowed to bandage it.The government doctor looked embarrassed, and dozens of people were waiting outside the house, all waiting for her.

Without being so bullying, Yijun barely opened his eyes and saw the bloody cloth being pulled out from the wound, he closed his eyes tightly again in fright, his stomach was rolling, and he almost wanted to vomit again.

"Ah Yuan, don't be afraid, it's already wrapped, you can open your eyes." Shang Kun's tone was full of temptation.

The first time he said this, Yijun believed it all of a sudden, and opened his eyes to see such a horrible scene again.She hated her so much that she wanted to beat Shang Kun up so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so she could play tricks on her again if he was still in the mood.

"I don't want to watch!" Yijun almost yelled, people inside and outside the room snickered, it was very interesting when Mr. Xindao and the girl from the Luo family were together.

Shang Kun put away his smile and waved his hands: "You all go down first, leave the medicine behind, and let Ah Yuan apply the medicine and bandage for me later."

"Don't.", Yijun covered his eyes to stop, stomped his feet in hatred, "I'll leave after changing the medicine."

Her words didn't work, the people in the room dispersed completely, and hearing the footsteps walking away, Yi Jun was so angry that he really wanted to cry.In front of Shang Kun, she won't cry, she'll be done.

Shang Kun had anticipated her movements, stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Ah Yuan, help me hold the tray, and I will apply the medicine myself."

The breath he exhaled made Yijun's ears itch, she covered Shang Kun's mouth with her hands, but she lowered her head and gave in: "It's agreed, for the last time, I'm really afraid of seeing those."

"Okay." Shang Kun readily agreed, letting go.

Thinking to himself, I can't see, I can't see, Yijun took the tray containing the medicine and held it in front of Shang Kun's eyes.He used his left hand to change the medicine for himself. The better the gold wound, the more painful it would be when it was spilled on the wound, not to mention the point of the sword pierced deeply, and it was hot in summer and he was afraid of infection. Shang Kun sucked in his nostrils tightly, his brows were furrowed into a straight line, his muscles were tense, and he was sweating profusely.

Yijun's heart twitched, he closed his eyes but didn't dare to look.

"Open your eyes." The hateful man ordered her again, and she tried not to look at his wounds, her eyes drifted to other places on his body.There is also a longer and deeper scar on the left chest, running from the shoulder to the navel, and there are also several wounds on the shoulder and under the ribs.

Shang Kun finished applying the medicine by himself, and continued to ask the rascal: "Ah Yuan, wrap up the wound for me, and tie it tighter." He raised his eyebrows and threatened, if the tie is not tight, he will do it again later.

Following such a living hell king, Yijun felt that his life would be shortened by ten years.She should have been a strong woman in the first place, and she slammed her head against the pillar to death, so she lost a lot of verbosity.

Stretching out his hand to lightly press the wound, Yijun took the white bandage that had been boiled in boiling water and dried under the sun, and wrapped it round and round for Shang Kun's chest.After two laps, she tried to pull it with her hands, but it was too loose, and she couldn't tighten it with her hands.

"Lang Jun, let the doctor come in, I can't wrap it up well, and it will fall apart later."

While checking and talking, but got no response, Yi Jun raised his head to meet Shang Kun's deep eyes.His eyes seemed to have magical powers, Yijun touched them lightly and then avoided them, leaving his sideways face towards him.

Shang Kun was very talkative this time, so he called the doctor to come in and bandage it up a few times. After all the tossing, he seemed to be exhausted and lay down on the pillow with his eyes closed.Yijun picked up a robe at hand and covered him, planning to go back to his room to rest tonight.

For several days in a row, she stayed in the main room day and night, exhausted physically and mentally. The most exasperating thing was that she had to go back to the clean room of the wing every time it was convenient. Thinking about it, she really wanted to cry without tears.

She almost had the idea of ​​a serious illness, and she could hide in her own room when she was sick, and she didn't have to deal with Shang Kun's nonsense, even though she had several jobs: nurse, mother, girl...

Shang Kun left dozens of people in the courtyard unused, but wanted to let her alone. Yijun has done a lot of work, and it is a miracle that he can survive until now.

Yijun lay paralyzed by the bed, eyelashes flickering, the broken hair on both sides sticking to his face due to sweating, showing exhaustion and haggard.A finger wiped away the broken hair around her ear, and the back of the finger gently walked over her cheek, extremely soft.Impatient, she tilted her head slightly, avoiding his hand.

"A Yuan, I will take you home in a few days, and you will come back after staying for a few days." Shang Kun realized his conscience, and later realized that he had tossed too much, and the little A Yuan's body couldn't bear it.

"Really!" Yijun's eyes lit up in disbelief.

Shang Kun nodded his head and half-closed his eyes showing an unhappy expression.She only showed a smile when she mentioned going home, and she stood upright in front of him all day long. Except for not expressing her disapproval, she contradicted him in every move.

He changed his face again, don't just change his mind and not let her go home.Yijun hastened his efforts to please, tilted his head and smiled, and used Zijun as a cover, "Brother left me several things before he left, all of which are kept at home, I want to go back and pack them together and take them with me."

Shang Kun frowned slightly, and snorted even more unhappily. The voice coming out of his nose clearly told Yi Jun that he was very upset.

Yijun felt that she had never spoken to him in front of him, and she didn't have the ability to please people, so it was better to keep her mouth shut to save effort.

"Ah Yuan, why don't you cry?" Shang Kun also lay down with his eyes closed and said the above words.

Crying, he is so strange, why is she crying, pretending to love him?Their friendship is not that good yet, and Yijun is not a master of acting, she can't do false feelings.

She is so delicate, she has seen wounds and blood but never shed weak tears
(End of this chapter)