Concubine Yan, count yourself as cruel

"Linglong, why are you here at this time?" Leng Ruoyan didn't feel any pain from the cracked wound, but instead greeted her with a smile.

"I brought you some medicine, which was prepared by the master. It is very helpful in healing the wounds." Linglong directly explained her purpose, glanced at the group of people on the ground with her beautiful eyes, and asked in confusion: "What happened to them?

What mistake did you make?"

"Nothing, nothing." Afraid that she would think he had a bad temper, Leng Ruoyan quickly explained, and then said in a deep voice: "Why don't you get up quickly!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Your Majesty the Concubine."

The imperial doctor stood up and continued to clean Leng Ruoyan's wounds. Linglong walked over and saw that his inner clothes were stained red with blood, so he ordered the palace maid: "Bring some hot water and prepare clean clothes for the emperor."

"Yes." The palace maid bowed and then withdrew neatly.

"What were you doing just now? Why did you bleed again?" Linglong asked with concern.

Leng Ruoyan felt a warmth flow in his heart and smiled lightly: "It was accidental."

Linglong didn't ask any more questions. She saw that the doctor's hand seemed to be shaking. She frowned and stepped forward, "Let me do it."

She used to be afraid of blood. After studying medicine with Mo Wenxian for three years, she saw many bloody scenes and treated many people. She was quite familiar with treating and bandaging wounds.

The imperial doctor bowed and quickly gave up his position.

Part of the gauze was stuck with the blood, and she was afraid of hurting him. Linglong had been very cautious, and finally managed to take off all the gauze. At this time, the palace maid brought hot water, Linglong wrung out the towel, and wiped him gently.

With blood stains on his shoulder.

Xiao Yixuan's knife was actually a bit harsh, causing the muscles to turn out slightly and become scarlet, making Linglong's vision blurry.

Such a serious injury, how painful it must be for him.

Leng Ruoyan never spoke, quietly letting her do all this for him.

"It might hurt a little later, please bear with it." Linglong poured the powder on his wound and reminded him kindly.

Leng Ruoyan replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid."

Seeing him like this, Linglong had a smile on her lips and applied the medicine to him without saying anything.

Leng Ruoyan, who had been smiling brightly just a moment ago, immediately sank down, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

Although Mo Wenxian's medicine is excellent for treating knife wounds, it also has a drawback, that is, it will be extremely painful, like a second trauma.

Although it hurt, he couldn't show it in front of Linglong no matter what. Leng Ruoyan clenched his teeth and silently endured the bursts of burning pain in his shoulders, and the knuckles in his fists turned white.

This damn Mo Wenxian, is his medicine used to save people or to torture them?!

Leng Ruoyan wailed in her heart.

Mo Wenxian, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, suddenly turned over and rolled under the bed, with a big bump on his forehead.

"Okay, this medicine works very quickly. Just bear with it for a while, and it won't hurt anymore." Her eyes passed over his clenched fists, and Linglong's smile became even deeper. This is the price of pretending to be brave.

"Well, thank you." Leng Ruoyan tried his best to sound as normal as possible.

Linglong took a clean gauze and bandaged his wound, but in this way, her hands would inevitably have too much contact with his body. Linglong leaned forward slightly, took the gauze, put it from his shoulder, and then wrapped it around

Her chest was wrapped around him in circles. She was so focused that she didn't notice that such a close distance had already made someone's heart beat.

Leng Ruoyan looked at her with burning eyes, her fragrance lingering faintly in his breath, and her soft fingers would slide across his naked chest from time to time due to her movements, with a seemingly invisible touch, like

It was like a feather, teasing his heart.

"You must be careful these days and remember not to let it split again." After tying the knot, Linglong took a step back and warned him.

Leng Ruoyan nodded, "I understand."

In front of her, he would never call himself me.

"Then you should have a good rest. It's getting late, and I should go back." In fact, she originally just wanted to come to deliver medicine, but who would have thought that she would change his dressing and bandage herself.

Only then did Linglong realize that she had shown too much concern for him.

"Don't leave." Upon hearing that she was going back, Leng Ruoyan subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab her wrist with a bit of force, "Talk to me, okay?"

Linglong wanted to withdraw her hand, but he refused. Facing his expectant eyes, Linglong was tangled in her heart for a while, and finally nodded, "Okay."

She told herself that it was just a chat with the patient, nothing special.

"You all go down first." She nodded, and Leng Ruoyan hurriedly sent away all these annoying people.

After a group of people were waiting to go out, Linglong glanced at his hand and blushed slightly, "Can you let go now?"

Leng Ruoyan smiled stupidly, patted the seat next to her, and gestured for her to sit there. This time, Linglong did not refuse.

"What do you want to say?" She didn't know what else they could talk about now.

Leng Ruoyan was also thinking about what topic to find. His eyes glanced at the gauze on his shoulder, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Linglong, tell me about your three years of studying medicine with Mo Wenxian."

He really asked the right question. Mo Wenxian likes to wander around. Linglong and he have been to many places and seen a lot of new things. To put it bluntly, one night is not enough.

Since she had promised him to stay and chat, Linglong didn't hesitate and began to tell him about the strange people and strange things she had met outside in the past three years. She talked with gusto, and Leng Ruoyan listened silently, occasionally interjecting

In the last sentence or two, the atmosphere was quite relaxed, a bit like the past.

Unknowingly, it was already late at night. Linglong couldn't stand being sleepy, her eyelids began to fight, and her mind was a little confused. She stood up and said to Leng Ruoyan: "That's it for today. I'm going back. I'll talk to you later when I have time.

you say."

She said: I will talk to you later when I have time.

These words sounded like a promise to Leng Ruoyan's ears.

They still have a future...