The two walked side by side, and soon they arrived at the resting place they had agreed before.

It was an open meadow, as expected, and there was no danger around.

Mu Qianqian was injured, and Xuanyuan Heng consciously took on the 'heavy responsibility' of setting up the tent.

......

After a stick of incense, the tent ......

Xuanyuan Heng released a spirit aura to prevent other spirit beasts from approaching, and took out a blazing stone and placed it on the top of the tent to illuminate it.

"Let me see."

Before, it was outside, the light was extremely dim, and the injuries were not very clear, but now there was a blazing stone, and the inside of the tent was as bright as day, and the wounds looked extremely oozing, and the clothes around were completely soaked in blood

Xuanyuan Heng came to Mu Qianqian's side, his eyes were full of concern and self-blame, he stretched out his hand in his heart, but stopped in mid-air.

At this time, he really wished that he didn't know that she was a woman.

Mu Qianqian didn't feel that it was inappropriate, there were no men or women in front of the doctor, not to mention that she was a woman dressed as a man, and she was wearing clothes, but the clothes on the wound were torn, he was checking the wound for himself, not doing anything else......

"What's wrong?" Mu Qianqian asked softly.

"No... It's nothing. Xuanyuan Heng was a little weak-hearted, and said half-truthfully: "I'm afraid that you will hurt, so I won't get started, just look at the school."

Look, it's not an alchemist, half of this wound is blocked by clothing, how can you check the wound if you don't tear the clothes to the side a little? How can I take the medicine?

In the end, she is a layman, but she can't say this, people are kind enough to hurt themselves, so they can't be ridiculed.

Mu Qianqian thought for a moment, so she had to pretend to be casual and said: "This is just a few injuries, how can I be afraid of pain as a seven-foot man?" ”。

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Heng pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, a seven-foot man? You are a girl who has not yet reached the end of your life, where are you seven feet?

Xuanyuan Heng stretched out his hand again, and without accident, stopped in mid-air and retracted.

She and I are friends, and even though she doesn't know that I know she's a daughter, it's not appropriate to tear her clothes after all.

What the hell is he rubbing?

Mu Qianqian looked at his thoughtful appearance, and was secretly angry in her heart, she didn't mind a girl's family, what was he worried about?

What's more, he is obviously a man, if he doesn't support the back of his right shoulder, why bother asking him to help?

Obviously, he wanted to see the injury himself, but he made this appearance again, which was really infuriating.

Forget it, it's a bit hard to take medicine in your left hand, and it's better than consuming it so much.

After making up her mind, Mu Qianqian glanced at Xuanyuan Heng lightly and said, "It's better for me to come by myself." ”。

Come on your own?

Before Xuanyuan Heng could come back to his senses, he only heard the sound of 'stabbing', Mu Qianqian gritted her teeth and tore open a hole in the clothes mixed with blood, just exposing the entire wound to the air

The scar, the flesh turned out, it was shocking, when Xuanyuan Heng saw the 'true face' of the wound, how could he still have any tangled thoughts, only distress and self-blame.

He looked at Mu Qianqian, who looked indifferent, in disbelief, how could she, a girl, be silent with such a wound?

"It's scary, but it's actually nothing."

Mu Qianqian's tone sounded flat, but she was actually enduring the pain, she had long been accustomed to restraining her emotions and was used to bearing it alone.

After that, she didn't care about Xuanyuan Heng who was stunned, but took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from the space to clean the wound.