Bai Ti asked people to exchange for a basin of clean water and a clean hand towel, and then sat next to Zhuang Hua and didn't do anything.

It's not that he hasn't helped others treat his wounds, but he hasn't helped anyone deal with such a serious injury, and he should change doctors to help "him".

"This king asked the doctor to help you." Bai Ti was about to get up as he spoke, Zhuang Hua was shocked, and reached out and grabbed Bai Ti's sleeve, "Lord Wang, in fact, it just looks very serious, in fact, I am almost fine, you let the doctor come, I am afraid that he will reveal my secret." ”

Bai Ti's eyes narrowed, "You're not afraid that this king will reveal your secrets?" But the man has sat down.

"The prince is a trustworthy person. I believe in you. "I don't believe it, I can't do it...... Zhuang Hua's heart was full of cows.

I don't know if it was that sentence that pleased Bai Ti, so that his always solemn face dissolved slightly, his eyes looked at Zhuang Hua gently, he carefully pulled Zhuang Hua away from the hand room where he dragged his sleeve to meet her, and said, "Get on your stomach."

"Oh." Zhuang Hua nervously clenched his hands into fists, and did not dare to move again, looked at Bai Ti and said, "...... Lord Wang, let's get started. ”

Bai Titou wet his hand towel, the warm water temperature was just right, and it would not burn Zhuang Hua.

When Bai Ti took a handkerchief and began to wipe Zhuang Hua's back, and when the first drop landed on Zhuang Hua's back, Zhuang Hua couldn't help but shiver.

Bai Ti thought that his hand was heavy, but he didn't scratch the wound at first glance, just under his shoulder, so he lowered his head and asked Zhuang Hua: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, I'm just, itchy." Zhuang Hua's eyes fell on the wall of the car, and he replied nonorly.

"I see." Berti said.

Zhuang Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and he believed it. Would she say that she just thought of the weird scene of the opposite sex killing chickens or something?

"I'll help you scratch it in a moment."

“……”

"This king has never scratched anyone's itch."

“…… The prince still keeps it for the first time to scratch others......"

Bai Ti's face suddenly approached, and it was magnified to the limit in Zhuang Hua's line of sight, "Why is your face red?" ”

"Refreshed!" Zhuang Hua, who was influenced by the drama "Lin Hai Snow Plain" when he was a child, gave an answer without hesitation.

Believe it or not, Bai Ti dares to say "Heavenly King Covers the Tiger", she dares to say "Pagoda Town River Demon"!

Bai Ti smiled, as if he had discovered something interesting, "Are you shy?" ”

Nonsense! Even if Zhuang Hua joked with his friends in the original world without a lower limit, he was not so strong in front of others...... Half-naked ...... yes. And you have to worry about your identity from time to time.

Actually, Zhuang Hua really thought too much, she hadn't looked in the mirror, if she had looked in the mirror, she wouldn't have such worries.

There is no blood on the face at all, the blue blood vessels under the skin can be seen, and the thin ones are even more pitiful, leaving only a handful of skin and bones. 36d is gone, is this baby too confident, or too self-aware? Didn't she pay attention when she was treating the wound on her chest just now?

Zhuang Hua was all focused on the exaggerated bloodstains at that time, and she really didn't pay attention to the changes in her body, and after she crossed over, except for the two months when she was in Yangguo with Shanting, the rest of the time was spent in tension and thrill, and her body was already so bad that she didn't bother to care about it.

Seeing that Zhuang Hua was silent and did not speak, Bai Ti did not embarrass her, so he asked someone from the window to change a basin of clean water and hand towels, and said to Zhuang Hua: "The wound is indeed recovering well, this king has already given you medicine, now wipe the blood stains on your back, this king will be careful not to involve the wound." ”

Bai Ti's explanation made Zhuang Hua embarrassed to find a crack to get into, it turned out that Bai Ti suddenly became so bored and talked nonsense to distract her, and she really didn't pay much attention to what was behind it when she spoke.

"Thank you." Zhuang Hua thanked him in a muffled voice.

"Hmm." Bai Ti responded, wiped the blood condensed on Zhuang Hua's back with a hand towel, stopped talking, and changed back to his original expressionless appearance.

Zhuang Hua's eyelids slowly became heavier and heavier, and gradually, his eyes closed.

Bai Ti, who had been paying attention to Zhuang Hua's situation, lightened the intensity of wiping the bloodstains.

After Bai Ti cleaned up the blood stains on Zhuang Hua's back, he pulled up the two ends of the white cloth that Zhuang Hua pressed under his body and wrapped it on his back.

"Lord Wang." Zhuang Hua suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly: "I'm sleepy and want to rest for a while." Please don't let others come in and disturb me. ”

"Your wounds haven't been bandaged yet." Bai Ti frowned.

"Anyway, the medicine is already on the table...... I'm going to sleep. Zhuang Hua said trickly.

"Huh...... That's not the case with the mountain garden. Bai Ti smiled helplessly.

"I'm going to sleep." Zhuang Hua "insisted on going his own way".

Bai Ti thought about it for a moment, "This king will order someone to come to see you after half an hour." ”

"Uh-huh......" Zhuang Hua squeezed out a nasal voice.

Bai Ti cleaned up the contents of the carriage, handed them out of the window, and got out of the carriage himself.

Yan Rong, who had been waiting outside the car, couldn't care about humility, and hurriedly stopped in front of Bai Ti and saluted and asked, "Lord Wang, is Mr. okay?" ”

"He's fine, just a little weak, don't go in and disturb him." Berti replied.

"Great! Thank you, Lord Wang! Yan Rong turned around and knelt on the ground with his hands folded, "Thank you, God, thank you for blessing my husband." ”

Bai Ti stopped when he was about to leave, and said, "Your husband, do you still use the gods to bless you?" ”

Yan Rong was stunned.

A month ago, Zhuang Hua was seriously injured and unconscious, no one could get close, and everyone who touched her was like being stung by a bee needle, and even the clothes she was wearing at that time seemed to be on her body and could not be taken off.

After that, it was Bai Ti who decided to take Zhuang Hua to meet his master. For this reason, the wood used to build the royal tomb was also deliberately selected, and many craftsmen were summoned to build a large carriage as quickly as possible, and Bai Ti and Qi Jin took turns to hold Zhuang Hua into the carriage with the pain of stinging.

After that, something even more bizarre happened, and the whole carriage seemed to be infected by Zhuang Hua, which made people unapproachable.

"Thank you, sir, for your great fortune." Yanrong said.

As soon as Bai Ti got out of the carriage, Zhuang Hua's sleepy look disappeared immediately.

Zhuang Hua sat up slowly, controlled his movements with difficulty, bandaged the white cloth on his body, and spit on himself in his heart while wrapping it.

In my previous life and present life, I have only seen others coquettish, and today I came out like this, and I am still with someone I don't know very well, Zhuang Hua is about to vomit to death.

This is also a way out of the question, at most, it is better to be despised by Bai Ti in the future, it is better than showing the stuffing.

After wasting all his strength, Zhuang Hua finally wrapped himself into a zongzi...... When there was no corset vest to replace before, she also used a white cloth instead, so the bandaging technique is still excellent.

Looking at the new clothes on the side of the couch, Zhuang Hua sighed, anyway, it's all mysterious, can't it be mystical to the end, can it be automatically changed or something? (Sanhu: It's already very broken, and if it continues to collapse, I'll be insane.) Zhuang Hua, who had regained his strength, changed his clothes again, and at the same time did not forget to hide the corset vest in the layers of clothes, and finally removed the blanket made of unknown animal fur stained with blood on the couch and threw it outside the couch.

Zhuang Hua sat on the couch covering the wound. Sure enough, it was still too reluctant, but there was really no way, no one could help her much.

"Poof...... cough, cough, cough..."Zhuang Hua spit on the edge of the couch with a mouthful of black and red bruises mixed with blood clots.

Aggrieved, lonely, helpless.

She's just an ordinary person, and there are times when she can't hold on. Even if she was sick and injured before, it wasn't as serious as this, so unbearable for her.

"Tang Qi, you bastard......" Zhuang Hua raised his head and widened his eyes, forcing back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and cursed.

I have known since I was a child that tears and crying are the most useless things, and Zhuang Hua doesn't want to find a beginning for cowardice.

Zhuang Hua lay on the couch sideways, muttering to himself to divert his attention, "I didn't expect that the plug-in that bastard gave me had the function of restoring physical strength." Next time, I want to resurrect the goldfinger full of blood on the spot. No, I'm going home, bastard......"

When Zhuang Hua woke up again, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a haggard and worried Yanrong.

Zhuang Hua felt guilty in her heart, in fact, she hadn't done anything for her at all, but Yanrong was always busy and frightened for her.

"Sir...... Woowoo...... Woo......" Yanrong looked at Zhuang Hua who woke up, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help crying anymore.

The worries and fears that had been pent up in my heart for more than a month, as well as despair, suddenly found an outlet.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm not fine." Zhuang Hua comforted softly, but Yanrong just knelt there and watched her cry, and Zhuang Hua, who was crying, was stunned.

"Don't cry, don't cry, can't I be wrong?" Zhuang Hua suddenly remembered the famous saying of a male dead friend before, if a woman cries to you, you must admit your mistake immediately, otherwise you will be finished.

But this trick didn't seem to work, and Yanrong cried even more sadly.

Zhuang Hua helplessly raised his hands to hug him, "If you want to cry, cry in my arms, let people hear and think that I have done something to you." ”

Yan Rong choked for a moment, and then gently threw herself into Zhuang Hua's thin embrace, buried her head in Zhuang Hua's chest wrapped in heavy white cloth, and wept silently.

Sure enough, Tang Qi's bastard was right, the woman was crying, just give her a hug.

Zhuang Hua folded his arms and hugged Yanrong, stroked her back again and again, felt that Yanrong was still trembling, and hugged her hard, "It's okay, your husband is not an ordinary person." "It's about crossing the party......

Yan Rong looked up at Zhuang Hua with red eyes, and said something that shocked Zhuang Hua: "Sir, you look much better with hair than without hair." ”

"Hair ?!!!" Zhuang Hua reached out and touched his head.

Really, there is hair.

Zhuang Hua plucked out a piece of hair and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully. It was very thin and soft, like her old hair, probably the length of a knuckle.

Zhuang Hua suddenly asked, "How long have I been in a coma?" ”

Yan Rong got out of Zhuang Hua's arms, wiped his face, and replied, "Mr. has been in a coma for a month and ten years. ”