Chapter 330: Recuperation 2
As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, the greedy little Totoro suddenly forgot all about what had just happened, drooled excitedly, and quickly nodded.
Sucking the saliva that was about to drip down, it had been raising piranhas for a long time, and the owner was finally going to roast it for it to eat.
Sure enough, only food can control it, and Youfeng thought with some sadness, will one day the snack be abducted by someone to eat!
Shaking his head, he dispelled the thoughts in his mind and concentrated on dealing with Nangong Yehua's terrifying wound.
After a knife cut, blood spilled wildly, and the nose was sour, and the inside was suppurated.
turned his head to look at Nangong Yehua, and he smiled at her, he could bear such a pain!
The sharp frost dagger slashed at the wound, but Nangong Yehua didn't even snort, his mouth was stuffed with the cork that Yufeng had forced into, and the corners of his lips were hooked up with a casual smile.
His deep and boundless black eyes stared at her for a moment, relaxed and comfortable, as if he were not the one who was operating without anesthetic, but he seemed to be admiring a rare treasure, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, gentle enough to drown.
He, really doesn't feel pain? The dignified color eased, worthy of being a grandmaster-level ambergris pill, the effect was really good, and there was nothing to say.
Youfeng lowered his eyes, dodged the eyes that looked at him, and continued to move, the guilt in his heart became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't say anything.
Are Death Berries That Good? Brought out of death, taken at the time of death, she should be dead, but now she is fine, and she has a peerless sword, is it worth it?
She was so cold, she was better to anyone than to him, and for three years, she never thought about what he was facing at that time, and why he was so weird.
Thinking like this, the tears couldn't help but fall again, but he didn't pay attention, and the sharp dagger slashed into the intact skin that was as white as jade next to him, leaving a thin blood mark.
"Hiss~ If this king is disfigured, you will be fully responsible!" With a cry of pain, Nangong Yehua took away the cork he was holding, and exhaled in pain, those deep and beautiful eyes were even covered with a layer of mist, and the perfect facial contours were handsome and earth-shattering, if you ignore the fine sweat and pale face that came out of that face, Youfeng really wanted to shout 'demon'.
However, she was in no mood to joke with him at this time, and the corners of her lips stiffened into a smile, "Got it!" โ
If this can divert the pain, she will cooperate, and with such a deep scar, even after stitching, the scar will be difficult to erase, but she will find a way.
"Don't dislike it!" Nangong Yehua rarely saw that she was so obedient, so she thought about it and added.
"Oh!" Youfeng replied casually, he couldn't see it when he put on his clothes, who would dislike him.
Youfeng lowered her head, she didn't need to look at her, Nangong Yehua seemed to know what she wanted to say, so she emphasized again, "I mean, you, you are not allowed to dislike this king!" "The emphasis is on the subject.
โยทยทยทโ Youfeng raised his head and looked at the pale and handsome face that was so weak that he was about to fall down at any moment, and really wanted to throw him a roll of the eyes and reply to him, "There is a lot of nonsense", but if this is not good, it will provoke him, so forget it. So he nodded perfunctorily at him.
"Get your attitude right!" Unexpectedly, he was even more dissatisfied, and directly refused to let the wind treat him.
"What do you want?" This man is really, he has to inch in! Whose wound is this?
Helpless, Youfeng's hands were covered with blood, and it was not easy to hold him down with a dagger, so he had to follow his words.
"In the future, you have to look for me for anything, and you are not allowed to find anyone else!" This request was justified, with a command-like domineering tone, and the anger rolling in his deep eyes made his whole person look domineering and authoritarian.
Why don't you say that in the future, no one will see you except him! The wind was speechless, looking at the sky and not speaking.
"Will you say yes?" Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Nangong Yehua directly cheated.
"You say, who caused all these injuries on this king's body?" Resentful eyes looked at her with resentment, full of accusations, like a child who had not grown up.
However, this time immediately poked her soft underbelly, and she really lost to him.
"You swear!" Nangong Yehua, who has to inch in, has become thicker and thicker, I really don't know where the Royal Highness of King Ye, who is so cold that no one can enter, and he is decisive in killing.
If the people in the imperial capital saw his childish and ridiculous virtue, I am afraid that they would not dare to say that he was a mysterious and noble His Royal Highness King Ye!
"Okay, I swear!" Youfeng really wanted to die on the tofu and swear or something, but she didn't pay attention to it at all, not to mention that it wasn't voluntary at all.
"Okay, right? Lie down and stop moving! "She's really scared of him, who is the patient, and the left asks the right one, and she still wants to be treated.
Nangong Yehua was finally satisfied, and obediently lay down on the boulder, and by the way, he also stuffed the cork into his mouth.
Every time he stabbed, Youfeng glanced at him, for fear that he wouldn't be able to support it, but then until the end of the operation, he didn't say a word, and it was very quiet.
The open eyes stared at her motionlessly, halfway, Youfeng once thought that he had fainted in pain, and was about to call the little Totoro to pinch him, but after hearing this, the bottomless eyes turned to the little Totoro, and looked at it calmly, but the little Totoro was scared enough, no matter how the wind called it, it didn't come out.
After removing the last piece of rotten flesh pus, Youfeng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Nangong Yehua who was silent.
The handsome face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and the messy black hair was soaked with sweat and scattered over the broad shoulders, with a sickly beauty.
When the wind looked over, the black eyes moved and then closed again, but his face showed a pain that was endured to the extreme, and his body was so weak that it seemed that the wind could blow him away, and it was estimated that he was a few points weaker than Sister Lin.
I can't stand it like this, so if I put this blood coagulation pill on it, I won't faint in pain?
For a while, Youfeng pinched the light-colored pill and hesitated, "I'm going to give you medicine, you can bear with it, it'll be fine for a while?" โ
"You want to promise me something?" Unexpectedly, the weak man opened his eyes all at once.
Is there still a condition? You Feng really didn't want to deal with him.
Is it easy for her, thinking that she is a high-level alchemist, helping people to heal diseases, and even signing a bunch of unequal treaties, is there such an unlucky alchemist as her in this world?
However, she didn't dare to say this at this time, because he was very capable of making her agree unconditionally, no, there might be a few more additional conditions.
Who called her the one who caused him serious injuries? As long as the request is not too excessive, she should be able to agree.
"You say!" The wind looked at him weakly.