When Luo Qian was a beggar, he often took his younger brother to the mountains to pick some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and when he was lucky, he could catch a hare and open meat. But Zheng Ziming was paralyzed like mud in a coma, unable to support his body like an ordinary person, Luo Qian had to bend over and let Zheng Ziming crawl on his back, which was very physically exhausting, and he rested a few times and returned to the dormitory until late at night. encountered the steward and interrogated Luo Qianli, saying that Zheng Ziming sprained his foot while practicing, and prevaricated, but fortunately, there was no danger along the way.

Luo Qian put Zheng Ziming on his bed, wiped his sweat, sat down and drank water to relieve himself, and went to fetch water to heat it up and prepare to clean Zheng Ziming's wounds. Beggars are often injured, being beaten by their families, being bitten by dogs, being injured while fighting and grabbing food, etc., and learning to treat wounds is also one of the basic skills of beggars.

Zheng Ziming was still in a coma, Luo Qian took advantage of the dim candlelight to untie the clothes tied to the wound, only to see that the clothes had been soaked with blood, and the blood stains inside had become dark red, Luo Qian knew that he could not delay any longer, so he gently peeled off the clothes on the wound. Zheng Ziming wore several layers of jackets under his coat, the candlelight was dim, and the sword wound was slender Luo Qian couldn't see the flesh inside after trying several times, so he had to peel off Zheng Ziming's upper body clothes layer by layer.

Stripped of his clothes, Zheng Ziming was still wrapped in several layers of white yarn on his chest, Luo Qian peeled off the white yarn layer by layer, the white yarn was soft and light to the touch, Luo Qian secretly admired the rich boy in his heart for dressing exquisitely. The wound on the shoulder has been covered with blood all over the shoulder, Luo Qian groped it with his hand, and he couldn't identify the injury in the dark night, only felt that Zheng Ziming's skin and flesh were extremely soft and tender, and it was as smooth as a hot steamed bun just out of the pot in his hand, and he secretly admired the rich boy for his fine skin and tender meat.

In the dark night, he couldn't find the wound, so Luo Qian had to reach out and take the candlestick and put the candle on Zheng Ziming's chest to identify it. Under the candlelight, I saw that Zheng Ziming's front chest was white and delicate, slightly bulging like a small sand dune. Luo Qian had long known the difference between men and women, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a big mess in his heart, knowing that Zheng Ziming was originally a woman dressed as a man, and he was too reckless to take out the waist card from the crotch of his pants in front of him, and now he took off her upper body, and he was extremely ashamed in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Zheng Ziming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes with a "duh", and in the haze, he saw Luo Qian sitting on top of him with his legs apart, his expression was flustered, and he looked like a thief, one hand reached out to his chest to grab it, and then looked down to see that he was naked, and the two little jade rabbits under the claws seemed to be obediently captured. Zheng Ziming exclaimed, he was extremely ashamed for a while, and he waved his hand to hit Luo Qian, but he didn't know that his right arm couldn't be raised without intuition, and he pulled the wound for a while, and then changed his left hand and slapped Luo Qian in the face.

Luo Qian was slapped hard, only to feel that his cheeks were hot and painful, and he came back to his senses and was about to explain, but Zheng Ziming fainted and was unconscious. Luo Qian's mind was a little calm, knowing that Zheng Ziming's injury could not be delayed, and now he couldn't find a woman to treat her, so he could only do it himself, and wait for him to wake up before explaining.

So he groped for the wound on his shoulder by candlelight, and held back his mind from looking at the two beautiful places, and washed away the blood around him, and squeezed out the black blood of the wound, which was caused by rust, and if he did not remove it, the wound would surely fester. Zheng Ziming frowned slightly, as if he felt pain, Luo Qian didn't dare to relax, and still squeezed the black blood hard. The black blood was drained, and the wound was covered with "donkey grass" that had been burned to grass ash. This donkey grass has the best effect when it is just burned with heat, Luo Qian didn't dare to delay the power of the medicine, and after wrapping the wound on his shoulder, he turned Zheng Ziming over to clean the wound on his back.

Zheng Ziming's white veil wrapped around his chest was torn open and wrapped around the wound, which was not a waste. When the two wounds were properly bandaged, Luo Qian was already sweating profusely, and it didn't take strength to clean and bandage the wounds, but the two budding red flowers were always like a demon in the heart, so that Luo Qian couldn't be single-minded, and suppressing the soul demon made Luo Qian sweat profusely.

It was the third watch when everything was handled properly, Luo Qian felt exhausted, fell asleep next to Zheng Ziming, and felt that something seemed to be wrong, so he had to get out of bed and lie on the ground to sleep, fortunately, he was born a beggar, and sleeping on the ground has long been commonplace. As soon as he closed his eyes, the pair of petite jade rabbits jumped out of his mind again, which made Luo Qian's blood surge uncomfortably, and secretly thought that the bitter gourd face was taken advantage of by himself and he didn't have to rely on himself after waking up, he didn't want to face a bitter gourd face all day long, and he lost consciousness after a while.

When the rooster crowed, a ray of dawn shone in through the window paper, Zheng Ziming woke up slowly, and there were bursts of pain from the two sword wounds, and suddenly he remembered what had happened before, and he was shocked in his heart, and he hurriedly checked his body regardless of the pain, and saw clearly through the faint light that he was lying on the bed covered with a layer of quilt. Lifting the quilt with his left hand, he found himself lying in the quilt in a bloody suit, and his hand reached into the bloody clothes to check it, and his two wounds had been bandaged, and his heart was a little settled.

When she was rescued in the forest, she had already seen Luo Qian's face clearly, and knew that it was Luo Qian who saved herself, and then thinking of the previous scene, she could be sure that it was Luo Qian who bandaged her wounds. As soon as he thought of lying naked under Luo Qian, he couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed. He was born in a large family, and he knew about the affairs of men and women relatively early, and he knew in his heart that he had not lost his body, but he always felt that he had lost something, but he didn't know what he had lost, and his mind was difficult for a while. Turning his head sideways and looking at Luo Qian, who was lying on the ground and sleeping, he was secretly grateful in his heart, thinking that this lazy guy was a decent gentleman.

Luo Qian turned over, chewed a few times in his mouth, hummed and whispered, saying words like "so soft" and "so slippery", Zheng Ziming couldn't help but think of the previous scene when he heard it, and he was ashamed and indignant for a while, and then saw that the lazy guy's eyes were closed tightly and there was still a trace of evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qian woke up at noon, got up from the ground with a lazy waist, felt a little hungry in his stomach, got up and walked to the bedside to check on Zheng Ziming's situation, he had bandaged Zheng Ziming's wound last night, and I don't know how the situation was after the night. As soon as Luo Qian got up, he found that Zheng Ziming had woken up, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him with a pair of eyes, and he didn't say a word with a cold face. Luo Qian took off Zheng Ziming's clothes unknowingly last night, although it was to treat injuries, but the other party was a daughter after all, and at this time, he was stared at by that pair of eyes and felt a little ashamed, so he asked with a smile: "You woke up, how do you feel?"

Zheng Ziming has been healing himself since he woke up in the morning, and the flow of qi and blood in his body has been much smoother, but it will take some time to recover from the external injuries. Luo Qian came over with a smile on his face, not wanting Zheng Ziming to suddenly pull out a soft whip from his waist, which was five feet long and turned into an afterimage and slapped heavily on Luo Qian's shoulder. Luo Qian had never practiced martial arts, how could he avoid this sudden whip, a heavy whip on his shoulder, grinning with painful teeth, and just as he was about to say, Zheng Ziming whipped Luo Qian's leg again. Luo Qian hurriedly begged for mercy: "Stop fighting, stop fighting!" A soft whip was sent and received freely in Zheng Ziming's hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the whip swept slightly in the air and was whipped on Luo Qian's back.

Luo Qian was extremely angry, this bitter gourd face has always turned his face and didn't recognize people, he kindly saved him but took revenge, and scolded angrily: "You bitter gourd face, Lao Tzu is kind enough to save you, but you will take revenge!" If I knew this, I shouldn't have saved you, and let you be killed by those two bad guys! ”

As soon as he heard this, Zheng Ziming's apricot eyes widened angrily: "Who do you say is the bitter gourd face?" "The daughter's family is most jealous of others saying that she looks, Zheng Ziming was injured and lost too much blood, and his face was bloodless, and he was angry with this bitter gourd face.

Luo Qian competed with each other: "You are a bitter gourd face, you have a bitter face all day long, turn your face and don't recognize people, who are you not a bitter gourd face?" ”

Zheng Ziming was almost vomiting blood again by this agitation, so he hurriedly calmed down, thinking that he had already whipped Luo Qiansan, and last night's revenge was also avenged, so he said in a calm tone: "I'm hungry, get me something to eat." ”

Luo Qian was still angry, and twisted his head to the side: "If you want to eat, get it yourself, and don't put the eldest lady's shelf for Lao Tzu." ”

When Zheng Ziming heard the word eldest lady, he remembered that Luo Qian had seen through his daughter's body last night, and he couldn't help but blush. After a while, he said, "Thank you for saving your life." ”

Luo Qianyi heard Zheng Ziming's tone softened a lot, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared, and he turned around and walked out of the room. At this time, it was time to put on meals, and after a while, Luo Qian came back with some food. Zheng Ziming injured his right shoulder and had to eat with his left hand, but he couldn't hold the chopsticks with his left hand, and he couldn't eat it in his mouth after trying several times. Luo Qian saw that he was a little funny in his eyes, and took the chopsticks to pick up the food and fed it to Zheng Ziming's mouth. Zheng Ziming blushed with shame, but he was very grateful in his heart, and opened his mouth to eat it.

Zheng Ziming finished eating, and Luo Qian said again, "The herbs on your body need to be changed every day a few days ago, and I will go to the mountains to pick some herbs and come back." ”