Wen Zhili took He Luo directly to his room, and didn't dare to touch the wound on He Luo's back, so he let her lie on the bed. I don't know how much force Mama Li used, and I don't know how many times she was beaten.

Even her clothes were a little damaged, and Wen Zhili was worried about her wounds, so she gently took off her blouse. After seeing her scarred back, Wen Zhili's hands were shaking.

Chunxiao has already gone out to find a doctor, and it is estimated that she will come soon. Wen Zhili suddenly regretted it, today he should let Wen Zhichu go to the general's mansion by himself, or take He Luo with him.

Wen Zhili grabbed He Luo's hand and said, "What special ability do you have, why do you have the ability to make yourself so embarrassed when I'm not here?" ”

As if sensing that Wen Zhili was talking to himself, He Luo opened his eyes and looked at him with great difficulty, and said, "Master, don't look at me like that, I don't hurt." ”

"You don't have to be beaten with iron, so it doesn't hurt." When Wen Zhili said this, there was distress in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Seeing him so uncomfortable, He Luo reluctantly smiled and said, "Master, do you feel sorry for me?" ”

Wen Zhili grabbed her hand, put it on his forehead and said, "It hurts, it's almost painful." ”

"Oh, to hear that, I'm really willing to die." He Luo laughed as he spoke, and took another breath because of the pain of the wound.

"If you die, I won't even give you a funeral." Wen Zhili's voice trembled slightly.

"Master, don't be so ruthless......" He Luo seemed to want to say something, but she was too weak and fell asleep again.

At this moment, Chunxiao finally came with a doctor. The doctor came in and saluted Wen Zhili, who nodded and signaled that he could begin.

When the doctor checked the pulse of Heluo's wound, Wen Zhili kept staring at the side, which made the doctor a little nervous. After a long while, the doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "What a girl's family, how can she be beaten like this." ”

"My lord, fortunately, it was only a skin injury, although it was fought hard, but fortunately it didn't hurt the muscles and bones. The old man prepares some medicine, applies it externally and takes it internally, and it is estimated that it will be fine after a while. ”

"There's Dr. Law. Chunxiao, follow the doctor to get the medicine. Wen Zhili also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that He Luo was fine.

After Chunxiao took the medicine back, he offered to help He Luo take the medicine, but Wen Zhili refused. He didn't want to let Heluo out of his sight for a moment.

Chunxiao glanced at He Luo worriedly and retreated. But she has been guarding the door, and if He Luo doesn't wake up, she doesn't have the heart to do anything else.

Wen Zhili looked at He Luo's scarred back, the scars were intertwined, shocking. The scars were red and swollen, and some of them were bleeding. He gently sprinkled the medicinal powder on Heluo's wound, and his eyes were full of distress.

As if sensing the pain, He Luo's brows furrowed. Finally, she was carefully given the medicine, Wen Zhili took the gauze and prepared to bandage her.

Now all the clothes on Heluo's upper body have been removed, and he is only wearing a belly pocket. Because of the medicine, the strap of the belly pocket was also untied.

Wen Zhili struggled for a long time, and finally called Chunxiao to come in to help her bandage, and retreated to the outer room. After Chunxiao finished helping He Luo bandage, he came out and saluted Wen Zhili.

"You go to Miss Cousin's place, I'm here." Wen Zhili's voice was still gentle. Chunxiao never liked to ask too much, and was ready to leave after hearing Wen Zhili say this.

But before leaving, she glanced at Wen Zhili and said, "Master, if He Luo wakes up, can you ask someone to tell the slave?" ”

Wen Zhili nodded, and Chunxiao breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to leave, and helped Wen Zhili to open the door.

When Heluo woke up, it was already night, and she was awakened by thirst. There was a bean candle on the table, and Wen Zhili was looking at something at the table. He looked at what he had at hand, as if pondering something.

Seeing that Wen Zhili was so serious, He Luo didn't want to quarrel with him. She lay on the bed and just looked at him quietly. As if sensing that someone was watching him, Wen Zhili looked at the bed.

At this time, He Luo was looking at him with a smile in his eyes, and Wen Zhili saw that she had woken up, and she also showed a reassuring smile. He walked over to the bed, looked at her and asked, "What's wrong with it?" ”

He Luo shook his head, just looked at him and smiled. Wen Zhili gently touched her head and said, "Since there is no discomfort, I will drink the medicine." So saying, he went to the table outside and took the medicine and came in.

Seeing Wen Zhili come in with medicine, He Luo finally spoke, and his voice was still a little hoarse: "It's too bitter, I don't want to drink it." ”

"If you don't drink, you'll have to deduct your wages." Wen Zhili's voice was calm.

He Luo's aggrieved mouth was deflated, and he bothered himself to think about it, but he touched the wound behind him, and he grinned in pain. Wen Zhili sighed when she saw that she was in so much pain. He put the medicine on the small table on the side and helped her turn over and sit up.

After sitting up, He Luo also felt very painful, but it was really uncomfortable to lie on her stomach all the time, and she hated herself even more for meddling. Wen Zhili saw her sit up and took the medicine again.

The medicine was no longer hot, He Luo took the medicine bowl, closed his eyes and drank it. Then he handed the medicine bowl to Wen Zhili, Wen Zhili reached out and took it, and put the medicine bowl on the small table on the side.

"When I was poisoned in Jinzhi City, Dr. An asked me to drink medicine every day. At that time, I thought that I would never drink medicine for the rest of my life, but I really didn't expect that I would drink medicine because of such a thing. He Luo sighed.

Wen Zhili sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her gently, and said, "When you were poisoned, was it uncomfortable?" ”

He Luo thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "It's true that all the internal organs are hurting, but at that time, I don't care about life and death, and I don't feel so uncomfortable." ”

"Why don't you want to live?" Wen Zhili pinned a strand of her hair behind her ear.

He Luo shook his head and said: "I think I am very lucky in my life, I have experienced everything I should have experienced, and the only regret is that I didn't see my lord wearing a wedding dress." But there's no way around it, so I don't care. ”

"That's what you want to see?" Wen Zhili asked her with a smile.

He Luo nodded and said, "I want to see it!" ”

Wen Zhili suddenly got up from the bed and walked to the edge of the cabinet. He opened the cabinet and rummaged for a while before he came out with a piece of clothing. The garment was as bright as fire, and it stung Heluo's eyes.