Mad concubine comes: Prince husband take it easy

Su Mu Yan frowned, "how did you hurt it?"

"It's too dark to notice." Rong Jinye said calmly, as if the injury wasn't on him at all.

Su Muyan didn't speak, simply and quickly wiped it with a hot towel, and the wound was soon seen clearly.

Skin trauma, but it was a little deep, and it was not handled at the first time. It was a long journey in one night, and there were signs of deterioration.

Su Muyan reached out and pulled out a bottle of liquor from the medicine box.

The wine pot poured down and the transparent liquid poured on the wound. Rong Jinye's back tightened as if nothing had happened just now.

"Bear it."

Rong Jinye didn't dare to speak. Su Muyan's voice sounded a little unhappy.

In this way, she emptied half the bottle directly, and her clothes and bed were wet.

After cleaning, applying medicine and dressing, Su Muyan did it orderly and skillfully.

After all, learning some emergency wound treatment is a necessary survival skill for a mercenary, because it is impossible to be so lucky every time she is injured. There must be a military doctor around. Su Muyan is very handy and skilled in doing such things.

The gauze wrapped around the last circle and tied a knot.

Rong Jinye was slightly relieved, but Su Muyan's hand pulled down his clothes and touched the skin of his waist.

Rong Jinye's body, which had just relaxed, was tense in an instant, "Yan'er?"

Su Muyan's hand didn't stop, directly pulled down his clothes, and Rong Jinye's back was completely exposed.

Sure that there were no other wounds on the body, Su Muyan's eyes softened.

He lost Rong Jinye's clothes stained with blood, "change one. If you want to take a bath, the wound can't touch water."

She was suddenly stunned and stopped talking.

Rong Jinye noticed her abnormality and turned back, "what's the matter?"

Su Muyan suddenly laughed, "I'm really stupid. Aren't you a saint speaker? You can heal without medicine."

She's been tossing around here for a long time. Why didn't he stop her when she disinfected with wine just now?

"No," Rong Jinye said suddenly.

Su Mu Yan was surprised, "how?"

"The healing power of the prophet can only heal others, not himself."

"Then you... Were in the misty forest..." how did he heal with her knife?

In just a few days, when she saw him again in Sihai Pavilion, he was bathing. Although Su Muyan only glanced at him, she clearly didn't see the wound on him at that time.

Such a big wound can't disappear suddenly for no reason.

"I used some means and hid it a little." Rong Jinye said.

There are many talented people in the hermit building. This camouflage technique is still difficult. The wound was covered with a layer of pig skin and slightly modified. In addition, the water mist was beautiful at that time. Su Muyan actually didn't dare to stare at the man's bare upper body, so he didn't notice it.

Su Muyan was frozen there for a moment and didn't know what to say.

The hand stopped in the air was suddenly wrapped by the other hand, "it's all right, it's all right."

He said that the voice was as reassuring as ever, and the temperature in the palm warmed her slightly cool palm.

"Yes."

Su Mu Yan answered with a low voice, stretched out his hand to hold Rong Jinye's neck and buried his head in his arms.

"Sleepy?" Rong Jinye asked.

"A little." Su Muyan's voice came vaguely from his chest, and the breath blew on his chest, itchy and hot.

Rong Jinye's Adam's apple rolled.

"Sleep for a while. The blood clan elder may arrive in a few days. Do you feel uncomfortable recently?"

Su Muyan shook his head, "just feel tired..."

I'm tired all over.

Obviously, I didn't do anything. Sometimes I suddenly wake up, but I can't even lift a finger.

"Take a break. I'll call you later."

"Well..." Su Muyan replied from his nose.

Then waited for a while. Rong Jinye didn't wait for her more response. Looking down, someone fell asleep directly against him.

Rong Jinye gently put Su Muyan down. When he wanted to leave, he found that her hand wrapped around his neck was very tight. He tried several times and couldn't pull it down. The movement was bigger, for fear of waking her up.

After thinking, he didn't pull off the arm on his neck. Rong Jinye leaned slightly and lay down beside Su Muyan with this uncomfortable posture. The shooter pulled a thin quilt and covered them together.

……

That evening, Feng Guishou sneaked into Jinzhou City. Before long, he was taken by Yunyao to another hospital where Rong Jinye and others settled.

Feng Guishou walked back step by step, as if he was afraid of being found. Yun yuan could bear it at first. Later, he couldn't stand his tardiness. He directly mentioned Feng Guishou's collar and brought people to Rong Jinye all the way.

"Master." Feng GUI gave a perfunctory salute, patting his chest with lingering fear, "Oh, my God, I'm so tired. After entering the city, how do I think everyone is staring at me? Can't all the people here in southern Chu have soldiers?"

Yunyao turned his eyes angrily and thought, you've been staring at others. Can they not stare at you?

Rong Jinye didn't talk nonsense to him and led the way directly. "Muyan is inside. Go and see what's wrong."

Feng ghost immediately coughed his hands, put on the usual look of a miracle doctor, and followed Rong Jinye to Su Muyan's room. Su Muyan had woke up and was having dinner.

Seeing Feng Guishou was really a little surprised. When Feng Guishou saw Su Muyan, his eyes shone, "don't move, don't move! Let me come!"

A living blood clan! It's worth studying!

Su Muyan didn't intend to move, but just sat there. Feng Guishou rushed over in two and three steps, rubbed his hands, and then began to feel his pulse.

Su Muyan stretched out his hand to let him diagnose, and Rong Jinye also looked at it.

However, Feng Guishou's excited expression gradually faded, and his gray eyebrows tightened more and more.

"What's the matter?" Rong Jinye asked.

Su Muyan was the first to find that Feng Guishou was in a bad mood, but she seemed worried and didn't dare to ask. Rong Jinye asked for her.

"This..." Feng ghost stroked his beard and hesitated. "After all, I haven't been in contact with pregnant women of blood people. My wife's body is still somewhat different from ordinary people. Now I don't dare to make a conclusion..."

"Then wait a few more days until the blood clan elder comes."

Feng GUI's hand breathed a sigh of relief and immediately walked down the steps given by Rong Jinye. "What the master said is, I'd better wait. What... Is there anyone else who needs my diagnosis and treatment? As long as it's not a blood clan, I can cure all diseases!"