If Meng Zhiyi knew that Lu Nanfeng was thinking in his heart that this injury was not painful at all, it was not serious at all, and it was estimated that he would lose his temper again.

She opened her sticky voice and asked softly, "Did you take this medicine first?"

"Yes, it's smart to know."

Meng Zhiyi: "........"

He really didn't have the strength to stare at him, so Meng Zhiyi had no choice but to ignore it, opened the medicine bottle, and carefully sprinkled it on the wound. During this period, there was still blood flowing out, so Meng Zhiyi slowly pressed it with a handkerchief, and did not forget to observe Lu Nanfeng's face, afraid that he would be too painful.

After taking the medicine, Meng Zhiyi wiped the surroundings clean, and saw that the blood was still seeping outside, so he thought about waiting for the medicine powder to solidify the wound, and then put the next layer of medicine.

The process was a little slow, so Meng Zhiyi got closer and blew gently with his mouth.

The warm and fragrant smell sprayed on the wound, and every time Meng Zhiyi blew, Lu Nanfeng became nervous.

This tension, the skin tightened, the wound was a little painful, but the heart was a little rippling.

Lu Nanfeng slipped his Adam's apple and gently hooked Meng Zhiyi's fingers hanging aside.

I thought she would murder herself and make herself honest, but who knew that Meng Zhiyi just glanced down at him, and then held his hand with his backhand.

In Meng Zhiyi's opinion, Lu Nanfeng was a little uncomfortable this time, and he wanted to find a comforter.

Meng Zhiyi naturally did not hesitate to give it to him.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the blood did not seep out again, Meng Zhiyi picked up the handkerchief again, wiped the surroundings, and went to get another medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine powder on it.

Two fingers pinched the bottle, one finger pressed on the mouth of the bottle, the bottle body tilted, pressed the finger holding the mouth of the bottle lightly, and the powder was slowly sprinkled on the wound.

When he did this, Meng Zhiyi was just one hand, and he didn't forget to observe Lu Nanfeng's expression, worried that this medicinal powder would be stimulated.

But fortunately, Lu Nanfeng lowered his eyes, and there was no other movement, only playing with the hand she gave him.

The next step is to wrap the wound, which seems simple, but it is really a bit of a test to operate.

Meng Zhiyi tried a few times, but felt that the winding was not tight enough, lowered his head and thought for a moment, gestured with his hand a few times, and slowly circled again.

She circled around Lu Nanfeng, and with the angle of her face wrapping, she straightened the strip of cloth without being too tight.

During this period, it was inevitable to get close to Lu Nanfeng, so he spread his legs apart to make it more convenient for Meng Zhiyi. But Meng Zhiyi also walked into his arms by himself.

The end of the man's nose is a smell that belongs to hers, and she wants to have more after taking a deep sniff.

"Don't move."

Meng Zhiyi noticed that the man's hand had climbed to her waist and scolded in a low voice.

A wound has been bandaged for so long, Meng Zhiyi is a little anxious, and he is also worried that Lu Nanfeng has been sitting like this for too long.

Tie a knot of cotton cloth on his shoulder, Meng Zhiyi checked his results, and it was not bad.

The first time he did it, Meng Zhiyi felt that he was still very talented.

"Alright, you wash first."

Meng Zhiyi wiped his hands and shouted outside, "Winter solstice, come in and pour hot water."

"Yes, girl."

The winter solstice has been waiting for a long time, and the hot water is going to be cold. At this time, hearing Meng Zhiyi's order, she hurriedly asked the two little maids, each carrying a bucket, to come in.

And Lu Nanfeng had already put on his clothes, stuffed the bloody handkerchief on the side into his sleeve, and put away the other medicine bottles.

The room was filled with the smell of heat and fragrance, and the smell of blood was diluted.

Moreover, the little maids brought in by the winter solstice all lowered their heads, muttering in their hearts that Meng Zhiyi and his aunt must have been doing something indescribable after being in the bathroom for so long, so they didn't dare to listen and watch more.

The two filled the water in the bath bucket back and forth, and took people out on the winter solstice, and did not forget to keep an eye on the door.

Meng Zhiyi asked, "Your wound can't be wet, I'll give it."

Do you wipe it?"

Lu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, "You help me?"

"What, I can't?"

Meng Zhiyi looked at me, don't underestimate me.

But Lu Nanfeng was surprised that Meng Zhiyi would actually do such a thing, after all, she had to wait on the winter solstice when she washed herself.

Unexpectedly, this time he was injured and received unprecedented treatment from many Meng Zhiyi.

"That's trouble."

Although Lu Nanfeng said this, he also opened his arms and let Meng Zhiyi play.

Meng Zhiyi took off his clothes again, not to his waist, but to tear it all out.

Lu Nanfeng was wearing white obscene pants at this time, and he was shirtless.

Meng Zhiyi took a towel and wet it and wiped it on Lu Nanfeng's body, just like taking a bath for Xiao Aci.

Lu Nanfeng said: "I have been in the mountains for a few days, and I haven't bathed for several days."

After speaking, he glanced at Meng Zhiyi, and said, "Why don't I go into the bath tub."

Meng Zhiyi's face was hot, his mind had already drifted to other places, and when he heard Lu Nanfeng say this, his heart trembled.

That is, in the bathtub, wouldn't even the last bit of fabric have to be ripped off?

Looking at it so intuitively, you may have to get started by yourself later, and the feeling of being a quilt is completely different.

At this moment, Meng Zhiyi only felt that the lights in the bathroom were so bright!

Lu Nanfeng saw Meng Zhiyi bowing his head, didn't speak for a long time, and directly reached out to pull his belt.

Meng Zhiyi quickly pressed his hand, thinking about saying something to stop him, but he couldn't see that he was timid.

Who knew that Lu Nanfeng said, "Madame is really worried about me, knowing that my arm also hurts, and wants to help me untie my belt."

Meng Zhiyi: "........"

Can I say no?

Meng Zhiyi looked at Lu Nanfeng and saw that he was tilting his head to look at his shoulder, frowning as if he was in pain. Z.br>

"Got a wound?"

Meng Zhiyi hurriedly asked worriedly, looked at the cotton cloth closely, and smelled it again, there was not much blood.

"It's fine." Lu Nanfeng said lightly, "It's not too early, I'll wash it quickly, you can wash it."

He wouldn't have mattered.

Meng Zhiyi frowned, "I'm not in a hurry, how fast can you get injured like this?" Alright, stand this way."

Meng Zhiyi directly rolled up his sleeves, put the towel on the top of the bath bucket, and began to touch Lu Nanfeng's waist.

As soon as her fingers touched it, her expression already had a feeling of death.

Lu Nanfeng couldn't help but want to laugh, but fortunately, he collapsed, and his expression was still very indifferent.

Meng Zhiyi also held his breath, and after taking it off, his eyes didn't look up, he turned his head to get the towel, and said, "Don't freeze, go into the water quickly." Be careful not to splash water on the wound."

Lu Nanfeng looked at Meng Zhiyi's back, "Come over and help me, right?"

Meng Zhiyi didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight to the back of the screen, "Where did you put your change of clothes?"

Like her originally, there is no trace of acting.

Lu Nanfeng couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

He knew that he couldn't get an inch anymore, otherwise Meng Zhiyi should really scare away and not wash him.

Lu Nanfeng went into the bathtub by himself, and when he half sat down, the water almost spilled over the wound, so he had to stand up again and plan to scoop out some water.

Meng Zhiyi heard the sound of water, so he took his clothes casually, took a deep breath and walked in, who knew that Lu Nanfeng did not sit in the water, but stood up.

This....... Wouldn't it be contrived to turn around again?

Meng Zhiyi stiffened his head and urged his eyes to only look at the place above Lu Nanfeng's neck.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Nanfeng turned his head, one

With a wooden ladle in his hand, "There is too much water, and when you sit down, it will spill over the wound."

"Well, I'll get some water out."

Meng Zhiyi said briskly, and when he really took the wooden scoop to scoop water, he was embarrassed again.

Inevitably, I can't control my eyes.

Call!

Meng Zhiyi took a deep breath, didn't breathe anymore, and hurriedly scooped out a lot of water.

"Be careful of the cold, sit down and try it."

Lu Nanfeng felt that Meng Zhiyi was too cute at this time, both of them had children, and she was still so shy.

Looking at Meng Zhiyi before, with such initiative, I don't know how much mental preparation I made for myself.

The wife was so cute.

Lu Nanfeng endured to stop teasing her, sat in the water honestly, and finally looked at Meng Zhiyi's straight eyes, and finally couldn't help it, and handed Meng Zhiyi a towel.

Meng Zhiyi took the towel, almost his whole body turned sideways, and only twisted his head to help Lu Nanfeng wash it briefly.

In her life, except for bathing Xiao Aci, a man, she really hasn't served others like this, and she can't help but admire herself secretly, and she is really happy with Lu Nanfeng.

By the time Lu Nanfeng was cleaned up, it was already too late.

Meng Zhiyi put clothes on him and wiped his hair briefly.

Lu Nanfeng took the towel over, "You can wash it quickly."

"Well, then you go back first."

Meng Zhiyi already felt embarrassed just now, but he didn't want his turn to do it again.

"Okay." Lu Nanfeng didn't tease her anymore, nodded and went out first.

Lu Nanfeng went back to the room, and Xuan Yi showed the corner of his clothes from the corner.

"There was no movement in the palace, but the Zhou family was busy, but they didn't look for Langzhong."

Lu Nanfeng's face was dark, "Is there a signal?"

"Never."

Lu Nanfeng pondered for a moment, "Then don't worry, now that outsiders don't know about my injury, I will observe for two days and be optimistic about those two."

"Yes." Xuan Yi asked again uneasily, "Master, don't you have to let Chen Pojiao see your injury?"

"No, it's already bandaged."

"Yes."

As soon as Xuanyi left, Meng Zhiyi had already packed up, and the bath room was only a few steps away from the main house, and when she pushed the door in, Lu Nanfeng had already prepared a blanket for her.

The bath room has a small door and the main house, and Meng Zhiyi was not affected by the wind, but when she entered the warmer room, she still ran to the charcoal basin over there first and roasted her hands.

Lu Nanfeng followed, wanting to wipe his hair.

"Go to sleep, I'll do it myself."

"There's no hurry."

Lu Nanfeng sat next to Meng Zhiyi, wrapped Meng Zhiyi's hair with a blanket, and wiped it gently.

Worried that his arm would hurt, Meng Zhiyi sat down in front of him and wiped it with a towel.

When he really rested in bed, it was really late, and Meng Zhiyi was already so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.