When Chen An hurriedly came to the front yard, Gu Xinyue was hurriedly treating Wen Zhiyun's injuries with pills and stopping the bleeding in her chest.

Wen Zhiyun was seriously injured, and there was a deep wound near his chest.

It looks like a knife wound, a knife wound cut out by a machete.

There is no doubt that he was slashed by the monks of Black Iron Villa on the battlefield.

Chen An didn't say anything, stepped forward and picked her up from the ground and hurried to the alchemy room, wanting to take the little pill to heal her injuries and treat her wounds.

The wife and concubine followed to help.

As soon as he walked into the alchemy room, Chen An immediately took the little pill and stuffed it into Wen Zhiyun's mouth.

Wen Zhiyun was in a coma and couldn't make swallowing movements.

But fortunately, Xiao Huan Dan is a second-order elixir, which can melt in the mouth, and turn into wisps of warm current into the body on its own to treat the internal and external injuries of the injured.

Under the moisture of Xiao Huandan, the wound on Wen Zhiyun's chest was no longer bleeding, and her pale cheeks were regaining their blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ying'er, help me get a damp cloth soaked in warm water."

"Yue'er, help me bring the bottle of Healing Pill in the corner cabinet."

“……”

Chen An was treating Wen Zhiyun's wound in an emergency, while directing his wife and concubine on the side to help.

Under the movement of several people walking back and forth, Wen Zhiyun gradually regained some consciousness.

She saw Chen An, who was carefully helping her with her wounds in front of her, and saw Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue on both sides with worried faces, and she was very glad that she was still alive.

"Sister Wen, are you feeling okay?"

"Sister Wen, I'll pour you a glass of warm water."

Seeing that Wen Zhiyun slowly opened her eyes and woke up, Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue were very concerned about her.

Chen An picked up the needle and thread on the side, as well as the medicine patch that had taken some time to prepare, looked at her and said:

"Next, I'm going to stitch up and bandage your wound, and you may need to take off some of your upper clothes in the process so that I can take care of it."

After speaking, Chen An reached out to untie some of the clothes on Wen Zhiyun's chest, so that the wound there was completely exposed, so that he could stitch and bandage.

Wen Zhiyun was very stubborn, and refused to let Chen An untie the placket on his chest, and said with slightly red eyes:

"What is our relationship? Do you know that men and women don't kiss each other? ”

"If you don't deal with it in time, you will have a scar in the future."

Chen An said this lightly, and after speaking, he started to untie Wen Zhiyun's clothes again.

This time, Wen Zhiyun didn't stop it.

She turned her head to the side without saying a word, no longer looking at Chen An, and let Chen An take away the hand she was holding on to her chest, and then felt Chen An untie her clothes little by little.

Chen An used a candle flame to sterilize the silver needle, put on a thin thread, and said gently before stitching:

"If it hurts, tell me."

“……”

Wen Zhiyun didn't respond, just silently closed her eyes and waited for the wound to be stitched up.

Silence is the same as consent.

Chen An didn't say more, and immediately stitched up Wen Zhiyun's wound.

The whole process is very gentle, and the force is as low as possible.

But inevitably, it will still hurt Wen Zhiyun from time to time, making her frown slightly and let out a slight muffled sound.

Soon, Wen Zhiyun's wound was stitched up, but it was not bandaged.

Chen An said: "Wen Daoyou, the wound has been stitched up, and I will let Ying'er Yue'er accompany you to the bathroom later, and after washing all the filth on your body, I will bandage your wound again." ”

"Hmm."

Wen Zhiyun replied without saying much.

She tried to move her legs, and when she found that she was able to move without hindrance, she sat up from the bed by herself and went to the bathroom to wash herself before getting out of bed.

Seeing this, Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue both walked to both sides and followed, wanting to help her wash her body, lest she clean her wounds by herself.

After washing her body, Wen Zhiyun returned to her room to rest.

Chen An went with the medicine patch and cloth tape and knocked on her door, and said:

"Wen Daoyou, I'm here to bandage you."

“……”

There was no response from the room.

But the door was ajar.

"Then I'm in."

Chen An pushed open the door as he spoke, walked in unhurriedly, and closed the door with his hand.

Came to the side of the bed and sat down slowly, he said to Wen Zhiyun, who was lying on his side with his back to him:

"You have to take off some clothes to bandage the wound, if you don't mind, I'll take it off for you."

"Whatever you want."

Wen Zhiyun's face was already red, but her voice was still pretending to be cold.

Chen An didn't say anything more, and reached out to slowly take off her clothes, revealing a pair of bare ski-white fragrant shoulders.

Continue to take it off, revealing more and more, directly exposing the knife wound next to the chest.

Although Wen Zhiyun is in her thirties, her skin looks very delicate and white, no worse than Song Huaying, who is less than twenty, and Gu Xinyue, who is in her early twenties, and looks very young and fresh.

Chen An was not distracted by Wen Zhiyun's smooth skin, and was very focused on helping her bandage her wounds throughout the whole process.

During the bandaging process, Chen An asked her how she was injured.

I learned that it was the Black Iron Villa that sent a strong foundation builder to enter.

Wen Zhiyun unfortunately ran into it, and then was slashed by the other party.

In front of the foundation building powerhouse, Wen Zhiyun, who had cultivated to only the eighth layer of qi refining, had no power to fight back at all.

It's also thanks to her good-looking appearance, and she was taken by the foundation-building powerhouse in Black Iron Villa, and the other party wanted to kidnap her back to be a Taoist couple, but she never hurt the killer.

Otherwise, the knife will come down and be cut in half.

In the end, after a lot of hardships, it happened that the foundation building powerhouse of the Bamboo Leaf Gang came, and she was lucky enough to pick up a small life.

When he heard this, Chen An just helped Wen Zhiyun bandage her wound and put her clothes back on.

After that, he said: "Wen Daoyou, don't go to the battlefield to earn rent-free certificates in the future." ”

"What if I can't pay the rent?"

"I'll raise you."

“……”

There was silence in the room.

The atmosphere gradually becomes delicate.

Chen An didn't play anything with her, went directly to the bed and lay down on her side, gently hugged her into his arms, and said in her ear: "Wen Daoyou, I want to marry you and take good care of you." ”

Suddenly being hugged into the arms of a man, Wen Zhiyun couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She wanted to break free pretentiously, but in the end she chose to be hugged by Chen An, and just asked him:

"Your cultivation is only at the sixth level of Qi refining, what will you take care of me?"

"In no more than one year, I will be able to become a second-order alchemist."

Chen An's words were filled with absolute confidence.

Wen Zhiyun stopped speaking.

Now she can't find a reason to continue to be hypocritical.

Second-order alchemist, this is an existence that is even rarer than a foundation building powerhouse.

It is the existence of the major foundation building gangs, and even the Jindan sect.

He has an absolute transcendent status in the world of cultivating immortals.

Chen An put his mouth to Wen Zhiyun's ear and asked softly, "Wen Daoyou, are you willing to be my Taoist companion?" ”

"You've already laid me on my bed and put me in your arms, how do you want me to ......?"

Wen Zhiyun's voice became quieter and quieter, and her face was already red.

Hearing this, Chen Anxin felt a long-lost excitement.

From tonight onwards, Wen Zhiyun will officially become a member of his family and become his wife.

"I don't want to listen to Sister Ying'er and Sister Yue'er through a wall tonight."

"I want them to hear me......"

Wen Zhiyun endured the shame in her heart, and changed her previous ascetic words to be amazing.

Chen An was moved when he heard this, but finally calmed down and said, "You just suffered such a serious injury, let's rest first, this matter is not in a hurry." ”

"You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry."

"But your ...... hurt"

"Master Chen, do you have any misunderstanding about the physical strength of an eighth-layer Qi refining cultivator?"

Wen Zhiyun completely lost her shame and chose to follow her inner instinct.

Seeing that a big girl with yellow flowers in other people had talked about this, Chen An knew that if he continued to be so indifferent, it would really be worse than a beast.

So he didn't think about it anymore, and chose to be respectful rather than obey.

"Wait, you wait...... Blow out the candles on the table first. ”

"Okay."

Chen An complied with Wen Zhiyun's wishes, got up and blew out the candle on the bedside table, and then lay back down.

……

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