Qingjiujiu closed his eyes on the couch, and couldn't help but want to curse in his heart.

Can it not stink, that casual herb has been wrapped around her feet for seven or eight days.

That Peng Yang is a pervert, except for her face, she doesn't care about her injuries at all.

I guess I think it's better if she's lame, and she won't be able to run in the stockade.

The two subordinates were so disgusted that they were even smoked by the smell, and they all wanted to go outside: "It stinks, the wounds are rotten!" ”

"Let's go, we're guarding the door, this cripple can't escape here, I'll come in later to see the results of his cleanup."

"Get out of here, I can't stand it."

"Hey! Dead lame, you change it well, if you still have these smells when you come in, or if there is something wrong with this beauty's feet, you will die, you know! ”

Ji Shiyan was kicked again.

But unlike just now, he looked at it with a somewhat grim look.

In the end, it is a person who has been in a position all the year round, and the deterrent power in his eyes is impossible to ignore.

Somehow, the two of them were a little weak by him, and they were about to fight back - Ji Shiyan moved.

They shrugged inexplicably, thinking that Ji Shiyan was going to beat them.

"Y-What are you going to do!?"

But no, he just took a pair of scissors on the table and cut the gauze.

The two subordinates also felt that they were making a little fuss, and some of them were all soldiers.

is obviously a charlatan who looks down, what is there to be afraid of?

"Scare yourself, go out, smoke two puffs of welding fumes."

That's when he pushed and shoved out.

Ji Shiyan cut off the gauze, looked down at Qingjiujiu's wound again, but his eyes showed a little confusion.

Qingjiujiu waited for a while, but didn't see him make any other movements, couldn't help but tremble his eyelashes, opened a little gap slightly, and looked at him.

Although she had already guessed 100% that it was the season banquet, this man had always been arrogant, and she thought that he would come in after a careful disguise.

- But he didn't expect that he would look embarrassed when he faced his Ji Shiyan face.

The word embarrassment, Qingjiujiu would never think of using it on him in his life.

Who is this person, it is the regent who holds the power of Da Zhou's life and killing, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, killing people without blinking.

But now the man who was half-kneeling in front of her, except for the tall man whose eyebrows were still tall, the rest were not right at all.

- He was wearing a tattered tunic that seemed to be the one he had worn before, and he was dressed in white.

And because his hair has not been taken care of much, the loose pull vaguely blocks half of his face.

The face, which originally amazed the girls of the whole big week, was covered with scars that had not yet healed.

Some marks are heavier, some are lighter, and the lips are slightly white.

The tall body is slightly ragged on the upper body, and there is a movement that deliberately avoids the wound when a person is injured.

Qingjiujiu knew that it was because he had seen too many injured and sick people.

And Ji Shiyan's left leg is dragging on the ground at the moment, in a relaxed posture, and he doesn't need to ask Qingjiu to know that this is also injured.

I was kicked a few times by Peng Yang just now.

She heard Ji Shiyan's muffled snort.

It is not known if it is a fracture or a wound.

After looking at it all, I came to the conclusion that this person was probably more seriously injured than her.

What kind of is all this?

Qingjiujiu couldn't help but wonder if Ji Shiyan's brain was really broken, and he dragged an injury to Flying Lion Village, was he ready to be served by someone?

What about his men?

What about Shen Mo and Xie Yu, those two heels?

Don't tell her that Ji Shiyan is for her, so he will not hesitate to risk his life and must rescue her.

She's not a love brain, and she's not a three-year-old.

She still vividly remembers what this madman did to her before, the injuries on her body in those years, and the half a year of fear when she was locked at the head of the bed.

She couldn't think of how Ji Shiyan could be affectionate to her.

The only conclusion is that he may have been taken away.

Ghost upper body.

After a bit of scolding, she didn't plan to open her eyes.

Ji Shiyan may also think that she was in a coma, and she didn't have the action to wake her up at all.

- It's weird.

The strange feeling of Qingjiujiu came again.

It stands to reason that Ji Shiyan took such a big risk to come to Flying Lion Village, and with his temperament, it is impossible for him to really not make any arrangements.

Even if he didn't lead troops to raze the Flying Lion Village, he should have found a way to wake her up at this time, right?

How do you run without waking up?

Peng Yang let go of such cruel words, could it be that she didn't wake up, could he still get out of the way?

What the hell does the crazy critic want to do?

Immediately, Qingjiujiu found out in despair that he didn't want to do anything, and he was really serious about looking at her injuries.

Unlike the two disgusting copycat bandits, he didn't have any uncomfortable reaction when he saw Qingjiujiu's wound except frowning.

Even the hand that raised her hand to help her clean the medicine residue on her leg was very light, as if she was afraid of hurting her.

He didn't even care about the filth at all, and directly removed the residue stuck to the legs of Qingjiu with his hands.

He also wet a handkerchief and wiped all the wounds clean.

Some of the dregs were connected to the wounds, and after seven or eight days, they had grown together with the wounds.

When he touched it, Qingjiujiu's muscle reaction shrank.

It was a natural reaction to pain, and even if Qingjiujiu was very good at tolerating pain, he could still feel the pain of separating the residue from the flesh and skin.

Seeing that Ji Shiyan seemed to hold his breath, he actually took out a few herbs from his sleeve pocket.

Herbs?!

He really came with herbs?!

Moreover, the herb Qingjiu is known as a special medicine for wound ulceration and bone healing.

Seasonal Feast..... There is medicine on the body!

Isn't the prescription he just gave me a fool's errand, and he has developed a new business in the past few years, and he can't do it if he wants to steal business with her?

There were no clean utensils in this room that could be grinded, and Ji Shiyan looked around, and his frowning brows never let go.

- He shoved the herbs into his mouth and chewed them violently.

Qingjiujiu thought tiredly, he had even learned to grind herbs with his teeth.

His Royal Highness, the regent regent, it seems too unharmonious to do such a thing.

But in any case, there was nothing wrong with his actions.

Qing Jiujiu became more and more suspicious.

Because of all the things that Ji Shiyan is doing now, it makes her feel strange and weird, too weird.

I haven't seen him for four years, no matter how much Ji Shiyan's temperament changes, he can't become like this.

Although there are no mistakes in the movements, every movement is like clumsily learning.

Be in the trace.

I can't find a mistake, but I just don't make a difference.

It's so inconsistent.

The person in front of him was like wearing the shell of a seasonal feast, but what he did was not his own practice.

Qingjiujiu didn't want to face him, but the curiosity in her heart became more and more, so much that she couldn't help but ask clearly.

To prevent being dragged down by Ji Shiyan, the declining god, she still asked clearly.

Those two might be back soon, and she had to hurry.

Ji Shiyan was putting herbs on the wound of Qing Jiujiu.

At this moment, the back of his hand was patted.

The movement froze, almost raising his head in a hurry, Ji Shiyan saw Qing Jiujiu open his eyes and look at him, his face full of unhappiness.

- What's the matter, Qingjiujiu's heart was groaning, how could this person see that he was awake, and his eyes seemed to be brightened?

It made her forget what she was going to say.

In the next moment, she was pounced on and hugged tightly.

Qing Jiujiu: "......"

How does it look like you've been pounced on by a big golden retriever?