Chapter 20: Wash Her Wounds
"It's almost cleaned...... Zhishan's white hand gently held the gauze, and wiped the wound on the little white tail again, the mud, sand, fallen leaves and so on, have been cleaned, but the blood is still oozing out.
"Then hurry up and get drugged!!" Hua Weiluo's hand was still in Xiaobai's mouth, and then she saw Xiaobai's tightly closed eyes and whimpering, she couldn't bear it, so she urged.
"Hmm...... You bear with it a little longer......" Zhishan glanced at Hua Weiluo faintly, and in those clear eyes, there was a hint of worry.
Hua Weiluo couldn't help but rub his eyes with the intact one, and looked at him again, but saw that he had already bowed his head, holding the green and white jade porcelain vase in his hand, and sprinkled it towards the wound on the little white tail with elegant and serious movements.
His long eyelashes drooped so he couldn't see the look in his eyes.
So...... I should have read it wrong just now, how could this cold little junior brother who doesn't like to talk show a worried look towards him......
I don't know if it's because I've been bitten by Xiaobai for a long time, and I feel numb, and I feel that my hand doesn't seem to hurt so much, but why do I feel a little dizzy......
In a daze, Hua Weiluo heard a clear voice that seemed to whisper to herself: "Okay...... You can ......"
Then, she lost consciousness, and before she fainted, she seemed to fall into a warm embrace, which smelled like her futon, elegant and tranquil, and reassuring.
Zhishan lowered his head slightly, looking at the flower that had fainted in his arms.
Her face was a little pale, her originally ruddy lips were a little purple, a pair of eyes were tightly closed, and the crayon eyebrows were tightly frowned, due to blood loss, the freckles on her face were faint at this moment, and they looked more obvious against the background of her pale skin.
It's obviously a featureless face, but he doesn't know why, he just thinks that she looks a little more pleasing to the eye at the moment.
Take a look at Xiaobai after rubbing the medicine, the medicine has a certain anesthetic effect, at this moment it has also rolled its eyes, completely fainted, the two white wolf paws curled up on the chest, lying under the peach blossom tree, quite a watchdog sleeping momentum.
"It's just a wolf, is it worth it...... Zhishan sighed lowly, his arms slightly forced, and he walked towards her room with Hua Weiluo in his arms.
Ouch...... My hands hurt so much...... Not only did it hurt, but there seemed to be a cool feeling on the wound, and then there was a crispy and numb sensation, which was like scratching my heart......
Hua Weiluo slowly opened his eyes, looked at the wooden roof, and was stunned for a while, and then remembered that he was still in the Taoist temple......
There was a pain in her hand again, she subconsciously turned her head and looked towards her right hand, only to see a hand as white as jade and with distinct bones gently holding her fingertips, and another hand like porcelain jade was holding gauze dipped in water, carefully wiping.
In those shining eyes, the expression is serious and focused, as if holding a thousand-year-old treasure in his hand, the indoor sunlight is bright, and there is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms floating around.