"You're inappropriate, aren't you?" said Wen Yingying with a frown.

Ying Xiaochuan smiled: "I just spent 100,000 yuan to see you, so I think it's appropriate for me to do anything to you now." ”

"What do you want to do?

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Don't dare, I still respect you very much." ”

"I don't see any respect on your face. ”

"It's normal, a large part of my face is full of wounds from you, and these wounds block my expression and make you misunderstand. ”

Wen Yingying's eyes fell on the bandage on Ying Xiaochuan's cheek, paused, and sneered: "The bag is quite chic." ”

Ying Xiaochuan smiled indifferently, picked up the teacup in front of her and drank water: "It's you who gave too many unique wounds, I used a lot of methods to treat it last night, but it didn't work." ”

Wen Yingying looked at his actions, and Ying Xiaochuan raised his eyes to meet her eyes: "Did you say?"

"What is it?" Wen Yingying asked rhetorically.

Ying Xiaochuan approached her: "Did you move your hands and feet on my wounds?"

Wen Yingying's face did not change: "Nonsense." ”

"Did I talk nonsense, don't you understand in your heart?" Ying Xiaochuan's eyes burned, and he said slowly: "You deliberately want me to hurt, right? I hurt for a while last night, and I thought about you in my heart for a while." Originally, you were so disrespectful to me, I should have hated you, but in fact, the effect backfired. ”

Wen Yingying took a deep breath, picked up a cup again, and poured water.

"Scared?"

"Nope. ”

"You cover your face with a veil all day long, and few men have ever seen you, and you have never been pursued, right?"

Wen Yingying said: "Covering my face with a veil is for work, not my usual habit. ”

Ying Xiaochuan nodded suddenly: "So, you usually don't block your face when you go out?"

Don't wait for Wen Sakura to answer.

He went along with the flow: "That's better, you and I will go out on a date in a few days, and I will take a closer look at you." In my heart, you look good. ”

“…… Who's going on a date with you?" Wen Yingying had a blocked breath in her chest, she couldn't get up, but she couldn't go down, so she could only be relieved by constantly drinking water.

"I've already spent 100,000 yuan for you, won't you go on a date with me?"

"Is there a half-dime relationship between the two? The 100,000 yuan was of your own volition, and I didn't force it. ”

"Yes, I volunteered, volunteered to spend a lot of money to get along with you. So shouldn't you be doing what I say you want to do for an hour?"

Wen Yingying glared at him, glaring at his brazenness.

Ying Xiaochuan enjoyed it quite a bit, sniffing the incense in the air and said, "Has anyone ever said that you look very good-looking when you stare at people?"

Wen Yingying's hand shook, and for the first time, she felt that the money she earned was hot, and she couldn't wait to throw it back immediately and throw it on this face.

But before she was impulsive, the conversation with Zhenzhen last night fell into her mind, and she forced herself to calm down.

Passive acceptance is not her character, after figuring it out, Wen Yingying smiled sweetly at Ying Xiaochuan, and there was no pretentious reluctance in her smile. The tone is gentle, soft and close to the ear, refreshing: "The wound made of flame cannot be healed by ordinary medicine, and delay will make the wound fester, I will go and get you medicine to save the future scar." ”

With that, she got up.

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Then it's hard." ”

After a while, Wen Yingying went and returned, holding a box in her hand.

She sat down and opened the box, which contained two small jars and a small saucer. She poured out a little powder from each of the two jars and mixed them together, and the powder blended together to form a powdery white ointment.

Ying Xiaochuan asked, "What is this?"

"Poison. ”

"Oh. ”

"You're not afraid?"

"I'm not afraid. ”

"Why?"

"Because I know you're joking. ”

Wen Yingying put the prepared ointment aside, raised her hand to touch his cheek, the wound was suddenly touched, Ying Xiaochuan was slightly in pain, and took a shallow breath.

"Don't move. Wen Yingying said lightly. A scent of herbs came from between his fingers, Ying Xiaochuan sniffed it, and smelled the source of this herbal fragrance wafting out from between Wen Ying's cuffs.

The two of them were quite close.

Ying Xiaochuan watched her remove the gauze and asked, "Do you usually study medicine?"

"Just play. ”

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"Earn money. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said sincerely: "It's really a good hobby. ”

"You don't talk much. Wen Yingying took off the gauze, pinched Ying Xiaochuan's chin, looked at it carefully, and then nodded: "Well, it's really suppurated." ”

"Suppuration?"

"Don't you feel it yourself?"

Ying Xiaochuan said indifferently: "It's been painful for a long time." ”

Wen Yingying said: "The wound that has been licked by the flames should not be bandaged, and bandaging will only worsen the wound. ”

"You were scared by me, or did you feel guilty about hurting me? ”

Wen Yingying was speechless: "You have a flamboyant tongue, are you born?"

"Yes? I don't know. ”

“……”

Wen Yingying dipped a clean cotton swab in ointment and applied it to the wound little by little, and every time she touched it, Ying Xiaochuan took a breath.

"Does it hurt so much?" Wen Yingying asked, the cotton swab held in the air and did not dare to come down.

Of course it doesn't hurt that much. It's just that if you don't exaggerate a little, wouldn't this wound hurt for a night?

Ying Xiaochuan bared his teeth and grinned: "It hurts." ”

"If it hurts, talk less. ”

"Oh. Ying Xiaochuan restrained his expression.

The ointment was applied all over the wound, and the pain was relieved a lot, and the plaster was cool and seeped into the wound, as if it was indeed healing.

Ying Xiaochuan asked, "Did you mix the ointment yourself?"

"Hmm. Heaven and earth, this is the only one. ”

Ying Xiaochuan joked: "Then do I need to pay for this medicine?"

"No need, just pay you back yesterday's medicine. ”

Ying Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "You really used it, how about it, I didn't lie to you, I gave you something good, right? ”

Wen Yingying packed up her things and did not speak.

Last night, she asked Zhenzhen to take the medicine for testing, and the results came out quickly.

It is indeed a good thing, and many of the medicinal herbs used are unheard of by her, and the only thing she can be sure of is that those are non-toxic no matter how they are combined.

After she ate it, she slept for a while, and the injury was half healed.

This medicine doesn't look like it's made by ordinary people, could it be that it has something to do with the spiritual source in his hand? Wen Yingying's heart moved, and she asked, "Where did you get that medicine?"

"My friend did it himself. ”

"It's so powerful. Wen Yingying looked curious.

"Of course, but I'll tell you a secret, come here. Ying Xiaochuan lowered his voice, Wen Yingying hesitated, and leaned her ear slightly over.