Even though it's just a temporary accommodation, the atmosphere in Twilight's room is still as high as his.

It was a cold aroma, like a winter cedar, like an eternal glacier, like a temple sandalwood.

Mixed, unique, and unforgettable.

Ming Dai found that the layout in the room was different from the next door, some ornaments and supplies, obviously not the hotel should have things, even the indoor incense has been changed, these should be commonly used with twilight.

The layout next door to Ming Dai has also changed, and she thinks it is just the hotel's intentions.

I didn't expect that these were all meticulous from the people around him.

The room was huge, with a similar layout to the next door, and you couldn't see the end at a glance.

Ming Dai wanted to resolve the embarrassment caused by the excessive intimacy just now, so she thought about walking around the room as a visit.

I didn't take two steps, and I saw the gauze on the living room table, with blood stains.

Thinking of something, Ming Dai immediately turned around.

Sure enough, he saw that Twilight's hands were empty, and the gauze used to bandage had already been removed, which was the one that was thrown on the coffee table.

Ming Dai hurriedly said: "Why did you take the gauze?" What should I do if the wound gets wet? ”

Twilight didn't care much about this, and reassured her in turn: "It's just a small injury, no need to bandage." ”

It's not that he said this nonsense, and the most rebellious years of his youth, he had spent two years in the war-torn zone of the Middle East, he had been on the battlefield, he had seen blood, he had dealt with mercenaries, he had experienced the rain of bullets, and he almost indulged in the excitement brought by the line of life and death.

Later, his father and Jing Qing couldn't stand it, so they forcibly sent someone to bring him back, and invited three psychiatrists to take turns to correct him.

Of course, the psychiatrist didn't play a big role, and then he still relied on Kazu's strong self-control to get back on the right path, leaving behind the days of licking blood from the knife.

So much so that when most people see him now, they think that he is the grandson of the prince raised in the pile of gold and jade, and he is a fairy saint who eats and drinks dew...... I didn't expect it at all.,And Twilight's experience.。

So when Twilight said to Ming Dai that it was a small injury, it was not simply comforting, but from the bottom of her heart.

Compared to the time when he was most seriously injured, the dagger slashed into the shoulder and almost cut the neck artery, compared to the deep wound on the bone, this small injury on Twilight's hand was really not worth mentioning.

But where would Ming Dai believe this?

"It's so deep, how can it be called a small injury!"

Ming Dai was a little annoyed, her cheeks bulging with a little powder.

It's so cute in Twilight's eyes, and even the broken hair on her forehead has a different kind of coquettishness.

Twilight suddenly smiled, "What then?" ”

Ming Dai couldn't help but say and dragged him to the sofa: "I'll bandage you!" ”

Twilight followed suit, allowing Ming Dai to press him against the sofa.

"Where's the medicine box?" Mingdai looked around.

Fortunately, He Ce is a perfect secretary, and when arranging people to arrange the room, he also put a medicine box that I don't know if I will use, white, square, and small, but the medicines in it are very complete.

Ming Dai confidently opened the medicine box and immediately made a difficulty.

These medicines...... What do they do?

Looking at the powder or liquid in the small glass bottles, as well as syringes and other things, Ming Dai was dazzled and didn't know where to start.

Actually, it's not that Ming Dai doesn't understand, but because many of the things in this medicine box are secret drugs that have not been released to the public in the laboratory under the name of Hedu, which can deal with all kinds of extreme situations.

Mingdai rummaged through it, and finally saw a roll of medical gauze in the corner of the box.

But should I take the medicine first?

These bottles are all in English, and Ming Dai's English is average, which belongs to the level of being able to talk, but in the face of these medical professional terms, only scratch the blind.

In the end, Twilight reminded her: "The second layer of ointment on the right, just apply a little bit, it can promote wound healing." ”

Ming Dai hurriedly found the corresponding ointment, the silver tube body, printed with a series of English letters, not quite like any ointment on the market.

Ming Dai didn't think too much about it, she just thought it was imported medicine, and according to what Twilight said, she dipped a medical cotton swab in ointment and smeared those wounds little by little.

The wounds on Kazu's hands fell while rummaging through the bricks, and they were not small, dense and numerous, and it took a lot of energy to apply the medicine, and it took a lot of patience.

It just so happened that Mingdai didn't lack patience, so she carefully smeared them one by one, and by the way, reviewed all of Twilight's wounds, as if she could think of him digging through the stacked bricks with his hands to find her persistent appearance.

But he didn't say much about it, omitted all the hardships before finding her in front of her, and only said lightly, "It took some time".

Mingdai's eyes were faintly pantothenic, and she blinked vigorously again, forcing the tears back.

After applying the medicine, Mingdai wrapped the gauze around Twilight's hands.

I'm afraid that it will affect his movements if it's thick, and I'm afraid that it won't be waterproof if it's thin, and I'm afraid that it will be wrapped around and press the wound.

A skilled person can do a wound bandage in five minutes, and Ming Dai spent an hour constantly adjusting the position of the gauze, just like a fragile work of art, with care and care.

Twilight didn't speak, quietly letting her move, her gentle gaze falling on the top of her hair, enjoying the wordless warmth and satisfaction, wishing that time would stop at this moment.

"Alright." Ming Dai breathed a long sigh of relief, as if she had completed a masterpiece.

Of course, the gauze that bandaged the wound fell on Twilight's eyes, and it was no different from a masterpiece in the world.

Twilight smiled, "...... at night"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Ling's call came, asking where Mingdai had gone and why she hadn't gone back.

Mingdai: "After talking about something, I'll go back." ”

And Twilight stared at Ming Dai silently.

Ming Dai had to smile apologetically back.

When she put away her phone, Mingdai: "Let's have dinner together for the three of us in the evening, right?" ”

And Twilight is unwilling.

In the past, the three of them used to eat together, but at that time, in order to avoid suspicion, they had to bring Xia Ling together.

Now, Xia Ling's existence is a bit redundant for Twilight.

But Twilight knew that he couldn't say this in front of Mingdai.

"Okay." He deserves helplessness.

Ming Dai also felt guilty: "When we go back to Yanjing, let's try Mr. Sun's new dishes together!" ”

Twilight nodded and said yes, becoming more and more generous, making Mingdai's guilt accumulate deeper.

After that, Twilight sends Ming Dai to the door of the room, saying that she will come back to knock on the door when it is time for dinner.

When she opened the door, Ming Dai felt that this scene was really weird.

couldn't help muttering: "How do you feel like I've become a swaying scumbag......"

Twilight heard this, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Ming Dai looked back and touched her nose: "I'm just talking about it!" ”

Twilight smiled gently and inclusively, "Okay." ”

Mingdai scratched her head and quickly slipped back into the room.

(End of chapter)