"I thought you were injured somewhere, it's just a back injury, what kind of strength are you twisting, what age are you, you think you live in ancient times," Qiu Sijie was so angry that he raised his hand and lifted Ran Xin's clothes, wanting to see her back.

"Ahh Because the place where the skin was broken before was stuck to the clothes, Qiu Sijie just pulled the wound when he lifted the clothes, which made Ran Xin cry out in pain instantly.

"Can't you just be lighter?" Sang Shang frowned and glared at Qiu Sijie.

Qiu Sijie sighed depressedly, slowly lifted Ran Xin's clothes, and saw that Ran Xin's back was bruised, and several places were broken, and he was pulled out of blood just now because of his action of lifting his clothes.

"Go there and lie down," Qiu Sijie pointed to the sofa on the side of the room.

Ran Xin just wanted to walk over, but Sang Shang spoke coldly again, "Just lying in front of me, what are you doing so far away?" ”

"Lying on your bed?" Ran Xin asked again uncertainly.

"Where do you want to lie? On me? Sang Shang glanced at Ran Xin with disdain.

Ran Xin could only obediently get into bed and lie on the edge of the bed an arm's length away from Sang Shang.

As soon as she got on the bed, Ran Xin's nose smelled the breath of Sang Shang, which inexplicably made her blush and heartbeat, a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, just apply some ointment, it won't hurt very much," Sang Shang thought that Ran Xin's whole body was tense because he was afraid of pain.

Ran Xin only felt that his face was even hotter, so he simply buried his whole face in the quilt.

Qiu Sijie, who brought hemostatic agents and bruise ointment, just wanted to start, when he heard Sang Shang whisper in his ear, "You lighten up, she's afraid of pain, don't hurt her,"

At this time, Qiu Sijie's heart was broken, he didn't understand that he hadn't seen the marshal for a month, why did the marshal's painting style suddenly change like this. Not only did he allow this girl to lie on his bed, talk to her so softly, and even take care of himself not to hurt her, is this still their decisive and hard-faced marshal?

"I see," Qiu Sijie replied with a calm nod.

Qiu Sijie first helped Ran Xin clean the wound and cleaned all the broken skin, but as long as his hand was heavy, Ran Xin's body trembled slightly, and he could immediately feel Marshal Sen's cold and displeased gaze.

"She's not one of those soldiers, can't you be more careful and lighter? How can you be so unprofessional," Sang Shang said coldly.

"Yes, I'm already very light, cleaning the wound itself will hurt, I'm already very careful," Qiu Sijie was extremely resentful in his heart, when had he ever been so disliked as a doctor.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who spoke was the marshal, Qiu Sijie would have wanted to beat someone.

After cleaning the wound, Qiu Sijie applied some hemostats and anti-inflammatory drugs to the wound, and finally pasted the wound one by one with medical gauze.

When it was time to apply the bruise ointment, Qiu Sijie also specially reminded, "After the ointment is applied, you need to rub the bruises, it will hurt a little, you bear with it,"

Ran Xin snorted softly.

But Qiu Sijie hadn't used much force before he felt the marshal's cold gaze staring at him again.

"Marshal, there is no way to do this, it is difficult to get rid of the bruises if you don't rub them," Qiu Sijie explained while gently rubbing the bruises on Ran Xin's back.

Sangshang just nodded.

"That," Ran Xin also felt that Sang Shang's mood was a little not good, and wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, "That, I'm not very painful, not as painful as when I held the very hot scissors when I treated you at that time,"

Sang Shang did not respond to Ran Xin's words, Ran Xin turned his head sideways and saw Sang Shang's face gloomy, so he closed his mouth in recognition.

It wasn't until Qiu Sijie finished applying the ointment that Sang Shang said in a deep voice, "She has burns on both hands, you can apply some ointment to her,"

Ran Xin also sat up cooperatively, spreading out his two hands to apply ointment to Qiu Sijie.

Sang Shang finally saw the burns on Ran Xin's two hands at this time, fortunately his left hand was only red piece by piece, and there were several large blisters on the palm and fingers of his right hand, which looked a little scary.

"How did you get that?" Qiu Sijie was a little incredible, and he didn't understand how this girl could burn her hands like this.

"I was burned when I took the boiled scissors, and I forgot to bring heat-insulating gloves," Ran Xin explained in a low voice.

"That's enough for you, it's your luck if you don't burn the skin directly," Qiu Sijie carefully picked out the blisters in Ran Xin's palm, squeezed out the water in the blisters, and then applied ointment and wrapped gauze, "You used these scissors to treat the marshal's injuries?" ”

"yes, what's the problem?" Ran Xin thought, did he do something wrong again?

"No, I want to say, it's really a miracle that you didn't cause secondary damage to the marshal while holding that hot scissors," Qiu Sijie looked at the burns on the girl's palm, and secretly admired the girl's endurance, and the displeasure caused by her unprofessional stitching before was also reduced a little.

"It's our marshal's life that will be cured by someone like me who doesn't understand anything," Ran Xin looked at Sang Shang with a smile.

"Well, you're right," Sang Shang's eyes flickered with a gentle light as he stared at Ran Xin.

"Megalomaniac, I won't help you again," Ran Xin muttered proudly.

"Well," Sang Shang nodded, his tone low, "I don't need you to do this in the future, I don't want to see you get burned every time,"

Ran Xin smiled and said to Qiu Sijie, "Doctor Qiu, I'll follow you to study medicine in the future, okay?" ”

"Why?" Qiu Sijie packed up his medical box and looked back at the girl, "It's very hard to study medicine, but you can't learn it on a whim,"

"I'm not on a whim," Ran Xin immediately replied earnestly, "I just like to study medicine, and I think I'm ......."

Sang Shang interrupted Ran Xin's words again, "From tomorrow onwards, you will come to the villa every other day to teach Ran Xin a lesson, and you will teach her whatever she wants to learn,"

"Marshal, my hospital is very busy," Qiu Sijie protested depressedly, "where do I have time to teach her any medical skills?" ”

"Then I can go to your hospital?" Ran Xin interfaced Qiu Sijie's words.

"No, you can't leave the villa, have you forgotten who you are?" Sang Shang sharply rejected Ran Xin's proposal.

Ran Xin could only bow his head wistfully, holding his mouth and looking at his two hands wrapped in gauze.

Sang Shang looked at Ran Xin like this, and felt as if he had been stabbed by something on the tip of his heart, which was not very painful, but very uncomfortable.

"Qiu Sijie," Sang Shang no longer looked at Ran Xin, and his gaze swept coldly to Qiu Sijie, "I don't care if you are busy in the hospital or not, if you don't come over to teach her, I can make you completely unbusy,"