The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

"Ahem, this girl's injuries are quite serious, and her high fever has not gone away. The situation is indeed not optimistic."

"Just wait here for a moment. I'll go and prescribe some medicine for her. I'll have someone prepare it and bring it to you later."

"By the way, you didn't handle the wound on this girl correctly. The medicine she is currently using is for righteous monks. This girl is a demon cultivator, so that medicine is not suitable for her."

"To a certain extent, the medicine will even worsen the girl's injuries."

"I'll get you some more medicine later, and you can help her treat the wound again and change her dressing."

"good."

Nan Lichen felt guilty when he heard that the medicine he applied to Leng Su not only failed to cure her injuries, but would even aggravate her injuries.

Leng Su was the demon cultivator he had the most contact with...

In the past, when he met a demon cultivator, he would fight them to the death. He never thought that one day he would have so much contact with a demon cultivator.

He never expected that there would be a demon cultivator who would risk everything to save him.

He never thought that one day, he would try his best to save a demon cultivator.

The doctor left, took the medicine and came back. After giving the medicine to Nan Lichen, he left again.

The door to the inner room was closed, and only he and Leng Su were left in the small room.

Nan Lichen clenched the medicine in his hand and took off Leng Su's clothes again.

He first used a wet towel to wipe off the layer of medicinal powder on her back, and then applied the medicine to her again.

Different from the frowning and gasping of air in the cave before, the look on Lengsu's face this time after applying medicine actually looked unusually comfortable.

Her frown relaxed, and her teeth loosened her bite of her thin lips. As her teeth loosened, a trace of blood overflowed from her thin lips.

By some strange coincidence, Nan Lichen's hand touched Leng Su's red lips, and he carefully wiped away the trace of blood for her.

The warm and sticky feeling on his hand suddenly woke him up.

After realizing what he was doing, Nan Lichen's face suddenly turned pale.

He quickly put on Leng Su's clothes and ran out of the small space without looking back.

Outside the hospital, when he saw Nan Lichen running out with a panicked look on his face, the doctor couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with that girl's body?"

Hearing this, Nan Lichen shook his head and said, "No, no."

"Then what are you...?" The doctor looked at him suspiciously.

Facing the questioning and the doctor's scrutinizing eyes when he looked over, Nan Lichen was suddenly very glad that he didn't take off the dark mask on his face.

His identity was special, and almost all the righteous monks had seen him. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he never took off his mask.

Unexpectedly, this mask actually gave him a moment of respite at this moment.

So that he doesn't have to be seen through, and he doesn't have to let others know his thoughts that he shouldn't have...

"I'm fine." Nan Lichen said.

"By the way, has the medicine been prepared? Or leave it to me to cook it."

"also."

Seeing Nan Lichen's unwillingness to say more, the doctor did not continue to ask questions, but handed the prepared medicine to Nan Lichen.

"The tools for decoction are at the back, you can see them when you go in."

"Okay, thank you."

With that said, Nan Lichen turned around and entered the backyard without looking back.

Looking at Nan Lichen's hurried steps and fleeing back, and then looking at the inner room where Leng Su was, a hint of understanding quickly flashed across the doctor's eyes...