Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

With one head down on his head, he looked at them with a light on his back and couldn't see his face clearly.

But dongjinlin answered, "it's me, new wind."

"My subordinates, help you up immediately!" as soon as Shuofeng confirmed the identity of the servant, he immediately dropped a long belt from above without delay.

Dongjinlin grabbed his belt and tied it to Luo Yunran's waist. He asked expressionless, "hold on, if you fall down, you'll become a hornet's nest."

Luo Yunran sniffed, "my girl is born beautiful. Even if she dies, she must die beautifully. She will never die in such a place!"

With the help of the new wind, they quickly climbed out of the trap.

At this time, the moon has set in the West. I see that the sun should come out soon.

After dongjinlin came up, Shuofeng immediately came forward to hold him and looked anxiously, "Lord, how are you?"

Dongjinlin raised his hand, waved the help of the new wind and stood up straight, "I'm fine. Go back."

The three of them left the grove quietly.

After returning to the tent, dongjinlin lit the oil lamp and gave a few low orders to Shuofeng. Shuofeng turned and took his orders.

Luo Yunran poured himself a glass of water. Just after taking a sip, he was pushed to changcollapse.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yunran hurriedly sat down and saved himself from splashing a glass of water on his hand.

Dongjinlin carried his back and was looking for something in the cabinet. The sound line spit out three words without fluctuation, "take off your clothes."

"What?" Luo Yunran was surprised.

Dongjinlin turned back and picked his eyebrows. "How do you deal with the wound if you don't take off your clothes? Or are you so powerful that you can deal with your own back wound? Then I really need to have a good look."

Luo Yunran choked instantly.

She really doesn't have that magic skill. She can't see the wound on her back. Even if she sees it, her hand can't be folded in that direction. It's completely contrary to physiological common sense.

"Hurry up, what medicine should you use? If you don't have it, I'll use my medicine to deal with it for you." Dong Jinlin said, taking a pile of things out of the drawer in front of him.

Scissors, gauze, medicine powder and a pot of wine.

Luo Yunran struggled and stood up with her left shoulder. "I have a special medicine there. Wait for me, I'll get it."

Luo Yunran turned to the screen and pretended to look for his luggage.

"Lord," is the new wind, who also brought a basin of clean hot water back, "what you want."

Dongjinlin nodded faintly and motioned, "just put it on the table."

"Where did you get hurt, Lord? I'd better leave my subordinates to help you." Shuofeng was deeply disturbed when he saw the pile of things on the table.

"I'm fine. You go outside and watch. No one is allowed to come in and disturb."

"But -" Shuofeng was still worried.

"Go," said Dong Jinlin.

The new wind was about to stop talking. Although he was still worried, he always ordered and prohibited the Lord's orders, and would not violate them at all.

He threw a fist and dodged out.

Luo Yunran turned out from behind the screen, took two bottles in his hand, went to dongjinlin and put them on the table, "the white bottle is sterilized instead of your pot of wine, and the red bottle is medicine powder for treating the wound. Just sprinkle it directly after the wound is cleaned."

Dongjinlin nodded and looked at her.

Luo Yunran coughed softly. He sat on the long step and untied his clothes laboriously.

Because half of his shoulders could hardly move, he took off his clothes with great difficulty.

Now there are lights. It's not that you can't see clearly in the dark outside. You can clearly see that the left shoulder of Luoyun's Xiangfei colored spring shirt is stained with crimson, and the clothes have long been incomplete. It's scratched. The silk thread is mixed with sediment and blood, a blur of flesh and blood.

A sigh came from behind. Luo Yunran didn't understand what was going on. When she took off her clothes, someone pressed her hand back, "I'll come."

Luo Yunran worked hard to get it herself. Since someone did it for her, it was the most efficient way. She had no reason to refuse.

Just put your hand back and sit as a good baby.

Dongjinlin's fingers were soft and flexible, trying not to touch the wound dyed by Luo Yun, but there was some blood clotting at the wound, which was stuck with ragged clothes and cloth, so it was impossible not to be involved.

As soon as the cloth was pulled there, the coagulated wound was torn open again, blood gushed out, looking at a headache.

Luo Yunran just trembled a little, but there was no sound.

Dongjinlin was silent for a moment, his purple eyes sank, "stabbed" and tore the clothes on Luo Yun's back shoulder.

"Ah!" Luo Yunran whispered, almost fainting from the pain.

The man behind him stretched out his hand and helped her, "how about it."

Luo Yun ran slowed down and slowly breathed out a breath. A layer of cold sweat had appeared on his forehead, "Ji... Continued..."

She knew that dongjinlin was right. It was better to have a long pain than a short one. Instead of procrastinating, she might as well clean up the wound and take good medicine as soon as possible, so as to recover as soon as possible.

Dongjinlin didn't speak, but his hand was not slow at all.

First, soak the clean cloth towel with the hot water from the new wind, screw it to half dry, and roughly clean the sediment and dirt on the wound.

Then he opened the white bottle that Luo Yun dyed to him, poured all the liquid in it on the wound and washed it.

Then use clean gauze to absorb the excess liquid and pour the powder in the red bottle.

As soon as the powder went up, Luo Yun caught a thrill, and then the cool feeling spread from the wound, gradually taking away the original hot pain, and she finally took a long breath.

"What can I do now? Can I wrap it up? Or should I wait a little longer?" dongjinlin asked.

"Can be bandaged -"

Before Luo Yunran finished speaking, he suddenly heard a noise outside the door.

"The Lord has orders, no one can go in." is the cold and rigid voice of the new wind.

"Get out of the way! I really have something urgent, and I'm not looking for seventh uncle, I'm looking for seventh aunt!" the man's voice seemed very anxious.

"The Lord has orders -"

"I'm also a prince! You a bodyguard dare to be so disrespectful to me, don't you want to live?"

"Who's outside?" dongjinlin asked, but he didn't even lift his head. His slender fingers were carefully and seriously bandaging Luo Yun's wound on his left shoulder.

The new wind heard the sound and immediately replied respectfully, "Lord Hui, it's your highness King Rui!"

Dongchengrui heard dongjinlin's voice outside and immediately shouted inside, "seventh uncle is me! Is seventh aunt here? I have something urgent to find seventh aunt!"

The gauze on dongjinlin's hand has been wound to the last circle, tied a knot and adjusted. Then he took out a set of clothes dyed by Luo Yun and said to the outside, "wait, we're dressing."