"You are really, no matter how good she is to you, she is just a slave, how can you afford to take care of her like this, but forget yourself." Murong Lin blew on her wound a few times in distress, Feng Xiaoyue couldn't agree with his words, but seeing him so nervous about herself, she had no reason to pull out her hand and treat her coldly.

"I'm just a minor injury, or it will be fine in a few days, but Xiaoyun may be fatal." Seeing Feng Xiaoyue's persistent face, Murong Lin was not easy to argue with her, so he deliberately avoided her injured hand and comforted in a low voice: "I know, this is not the place to talk, let's go in first." Feng Xiaoyue nodded lightly, and the two walked to Feng Xiaoyue's room and went to see Xiaoyun's situation first.

Shiben carefully placed her on the bed, and it took more effort than carrying her. Xiao Yun's pale face had a hint of flushing, but the person was a little unconscious, Feng Xiaoyue looked wrong, Murong Lin must have noticed it.

Feng Xiaoyue stepped forward and probed Xiaoyun's forehead, feeling the scorching temperature coming from his subordinates.

"So hot?!" After the four books rested, they went outside and poured a basin of cold water. Feng Xiaoyue was just about to wet her towel herself, but was stopped by Murong Lin.

"Your hand is still hurting, call someone else." Hearing this, Xiao Yu, who felt that he was useless on the side, finally had a place to use.

"Miss, let me take care of her." Xiao Yu took Feng Xiaoyue's handkerchief, bent down to wring out the towel, and then put it on Xiao Yun's forehead.

"I'm afraid that the wind has been blown by the wind for too long during the day, and Xiaoyun rarely suffers any injuries, so he suddenly started to have a fever." The more Feng Xiaoyue spoke, the more she blamed herself.

Before Murong Lin could speak, Xiao Yu spoke,

"As Miss's maid, we should comfort Miss to resist everything, even if Xiaoyun wakes up, it is the same as the slave."

"You don't understand." What Feng Xiaoyue knew, she couldn't say in front of them, and it was extremely uncomfortable like a fish in her throat.

"Didn't you just ask someone to ask for a doctor, what about the doctor, are you here?"

"As far as we are talking, I'm afraid we haven't reached the door of the hospital yet, you have to wait patiently, it's just a fever, it's not a serious illness, it will get better." Murong Lin said, pressing his two hands on Feng Xiaoyue's shoulders.

"What I'm more worried about now is the injury on your hand, and if you take the medicine later, I'm afraid it will leave a scar, can't you care more about yourself." Xiao Yu changed Xiao Yun with a handkerchief again, and then saw Murong Lin turn Feng Xiaoyue's hand upside down, and there was a wound nearly two inches long on it, and he was so frightened that he almost screamed.

"Oh my God, miss, you're too patient." Xiao Yu hurriedly brought the medicine box at the bottom of Feng Xiaoyue's bookshelf.

This medicine box is a variety of wound medicines specially prepared by the master of the Feng family for Feng Xiaoyue, and there are even antidotes with detoxification and drugs for the treatment of acne and calluses.

Xiao Yu put down the medicine box and found another roll of gauze and a pair of scissors. After rummaging through a pile of bottles and cans for a long time, Xiao Yu can be regarded as finding a good medicine to cure injuries while ensuring that there are no scars.

"Miss, you can bear with it, this medicine will hurt a little when you apply it." Xiao Yu held a wooden stick wrapped in cotton and dipped it in medicine for Feng Xiaoyue's wound, but he didn't dare to do it.

"You go and watch Xiaoyun, I'll give Xiaoyue medicine." Seeing that she was hesitant, Murong Lin was worried about delaying time, so he directly took the things.

When the two looked at each other, Feng Xiaoyue smiled lightly,

"You do it, I'm not afraid of pain." Murong Lin took her to the brightest place under the candle, and then pressed the medicine on the wound without hesitation.

When this medicine touches the skin, it is cool and comfortable, but on the turned flesh, it is hot and painful.

Feng Xiaoyue bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to let herself cry out in pain, but the fine sweat that kept coming out of her forehead undoubtedly exposed the pain she felt at this time.

"If it hurts, call it out, since you are a woman, you don't have to be strong like this." Murong Lin had taken medicine, and when he saw her so tenacious, he was impressed and worried.

I'm worried that her stubbornness will cause trouble. Feng Xiaoyue also wanted to relax, but as soon as she heard Murong Lin's words, she suddenly had the motivation to persevere, and she didn't make any sound until Murong Lin finished bandaging the wound.

"Why bother." After everything was over, Murong Lin gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and Feng Xiaoyue's eyes were clear and translucent.

"As human beings, we feel everything equally, but women are far more tolerant of pain than men, and we are far better than you are in places where you cannot see."

"Where did you get this weird talk?" Murong Lin couldn't help laughing, it was the first time he had heard that she was as weak as a woman, and there were people who were not afraid of pain.

"I can't explain to you why I don't talk to you about it." Feng Xiaoyue took a break, and the little guy outside the door had already invited a doctor to come over.

In order not to affect the doctor's treatment, Feng Xiaoyue and Murong Lin still sat on the couch on the edge of the bed, and from her direction, they could just see the little cloud at the head of the bed.

The doctor's gray hair, a few sparse goatees growing on his chin, and his white-washed old robe, at first glance, still have the meaning of fairy wind bones.

Xiao Yu stood beside Feng Xiaoyue, and the three of them looked at the doctor at the same time. After a while, the doctor withdrew his hand, probed the heat on Xiaoyun's head again, and nodded.

"The girl suddenly had a fever, probably because the sword that had wounded her was not clean, and the wound was somewhat infected. Fortunately, the treatment was timely, but there was some cold wind at night, and some of them couldn't stand it. The doctor put down his medical box, and the four books sharpened his ink.

"Fortunately, the girl is in good health on weekdays, and she has not been injured at all, and it is estimated that by midnight, the high fever will subside." As the doctor spoke, he opened the prescription, stood up and looked left and right, he didn't know who to give to these many people for a while, and the four closest ones took the initiative to take them and handed them to Feng Xiaoyue and Murong Lin to check.

"Although the high fever is easy to go away, but in case, the girl still needs someone to watch at night." Feng Xiaoyue pondered for a while, as if she was planning to respond by herself, Xiao Yu hurriedly saluted,

"Miss, the slave maid is alert at night, let the slave take care of Xiaoyun, the young lady is injured, and she should rest well." Turning his head, Murong Lin also meant the same thing, Feng Xiaoyue knew that she couldn't resist these two people, so she had to agree.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, open the medicine bag I brought back, there is a prescription in it, show the old doctor if it has any effect." It's not that Feng Xiaoyue is just a little girl in the hanging pot, it's just that she is too immature, and she is afraid of clash with the old doctor's prescription, so it is better to check it in advance.

Xiao Yu gently unfolded the prescription folded into small pieces, and the old doctor read it and nodded slightly

"These prescriptions are all medicinal materials that replenish qi and blood, and they are just the right way to use the prescription prescribed by the old man to clear away heat and detoxification."

"Will there be drugs? Is it okay to take it at the same time? Feng Xiaoyue asked a few questions in a row, and the old doctor was a little caught off guard, and after sorting out his thoughts, he slowly spoke,

"There is no harm in taking it together, but it is best not to take it at the same time, it will affect the body's absorption of the medicine." This is a more orthodox answer, and Feng Xiaoyue is a little relieved.

"Four copies, go and send the doctor." After Murong Lin finished the order, he waited for Feng Xiaoyue to see Xiaoyun, and then took her back to Feng Xiaoyue's room with him.

After solving the troubles outside, Murong Lin had the opportunity to talk to Feng Xiaoyue heart-to-heart.

"What is the situation today, how did you provoke the Assassins, and who saved you?" Murong Lin's words were inevitably explicit, making Feng Xiaoyue feel a little uncomfortable when she heard it.

"People don't hurt the tiger, tigers hurt people's hearts, how do I know who I can't get along with, but I always know people." Feng Xiaoyue's face was gloomy, and she already had a vague possible candidate in her heart.

"As for our savior, I said it's King Han's subordinates, what are you going to do?"

"Naturally, I came to the door with a gift to thank you in person." Murong Lin's expression froze, and he lowered his chin slightly.

The whole face looked a little gloomy in the candlelight. Feng Xiaoyue didn't know if he was saying the opposite or having ulterior motives, but seeing Murong Lin's emotions made her want to laugh.

"When I went to the street today, I thought that leaving you alone in the courtyard would be lonely and unkind, so I planned to come down to buy snacks in the newly opened shop."

"How did you come up with the idea to bring me this?" Murong Lin took the paper bag handed over by Feng Xiaoyue, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or helpless on his face.

Asking a woman to go out and bring desserts to a man, if this spreads, won't it make people laugh and lose their big teeth.

"I see that every time you go out, you buy some back, think you like to eat?" Feng Xiaoyue replied seriously and strangely.

Murong Lin's face was furious, but it was a long story at this time, but he didn't expect it to work until now. Yuan Yuqing, Yuan Yuqing, your idea is really good.

"You go on." Ignoring these small problems, Murong Lin put the candle over, so as not to let the faint light shine on Feng Xiaoyue's eyes.

Feng Xiaoyue glanced at Murong Lin inexplicably,

"Then you won't interrupt me again." got an affirmative answer, Feng Xiaoyue sat upright,

"It was at the door of the dim sum shop, and I just got in line, and I came out at this moment. If Xiaoyun hadn't reacted quickly and sacrificed himself to protect me, I'm afraid I would have been dead on the streets. ”

"I kicked the nearest assassin farther away, and lay Xiaoyun flat in my arms. Those people were annoyed and angry, and just as they were about to do it again, the people under the Han King appeared. Luckily, the people on the streets were scared away, and you don't have to worry about any more rumors. Feng Xiaoyue said her words without any waves, and there was no lack of ridicule.

Murong Lin coughed lightly,

"How can I care about this, or if you're okay, it's the most important thing." Pastoral princess, lady please go back to the house The latest chapter 89: Night treatment website: