Unable to make a move, Qiqi could only struggle to sit up next to the man in black.

Although he was an assassin, and although he should have left or handed him over to someone outside, he grabbed him so tightly that he could not use a knife to cut his fingers one by one, right?

Especially, although he was covered with a black scarf, his skin was really pale and as white as paper. He could tell at a glance that he was seriously injured.

The doctor's parents felt a little pity when they saw such a patient.

It’s not that she is so kind. You know, although she is a doctor, her heart is sometimes very hard, but... looking at his big palm holding his wrist, for some reason, he couldn’t make up his mind.

How much hardship will have to be suffered when you can cultivate your willpower into your current appearance? The elder brother once told her that the more grievance and hatred you feel in your heart, the stronger your willpower is.

This man in black... the past will definitely be difficult.

She sighed faintly, and he was lucky to meet her today.

He was buckled and wanted to go out and get a plate of hot water. Qiqi had to carefully pull his clothes away. When his chest muscles were so full that it was exposed, he saw a purple palm print on his chest.

With such a heavy palm, even the surrounding blood vessels were damaged. You could still see countless blue blood vessels hidden in the flesh.

It's actually... so hurt!

If the heart meridian is damaged and if it is not treated in time, it would be strange if this guy can live to see tomorrow's sun!

I actually endured it until I fainted just now. It was really not easy.

She hurriedly took out the surgical box from the Heaven and Earth bracelet, took out a few bottles of medicine she had with her usual daily life, poured out a pill in her palm, looked at the black scarf on his face, hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled it off.

A scary red ray on her lips slid down the corner of her lips, looking a little miserable. She ignored it and pinched his lips and stuffed the pills in.

He took out the barrel and attached the low-key couple to the tip of the gun, pulled it over hard, picked up the teapot on his head and poured it into his mouth, and finally let him swallow the pills.

She put down the teapot, took out the silver needle from the surgical box, and stabbed it one by one on the palm prints on his chest, not to seal his bloodline, but to clear his bloodline and reduce heart damage.

After a few silver needles were taken down, she quickly helped him up, let him lie on her body, and poked his head out of the bed.

As she expected, as soon as she got up, Wuming opened his mouth and another "wow" sound, a mouthful of turbid blood that was even bigger than before was gushing out.

He picked up the black scarf that was originally covered by her face and then pulled off the blood on his lips. When he helped him lie down, he found that the assassin had a face that was so beautiful that it was eye-catching.

His facial features are as deep as a knife, his long eyelashes are covered with closed eyes, and his face is perfect. Even Qiqi, who has been used to seeing a handsome man recently, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If she hadn't seen Chu Xuan's unique and unparalleled handsome man, she would have been fascinated by this face.

Compared with Chu Xuanchi, there are two completely different beauties. They are not inferior to each other, but they have their own advantages.

How many people can match Chu Xuanchi in this world? This casual person can pick up a beautiful man. I really want to complain about his good luck or misfortune.

What a pity, he looks so pretty, but he is a killer!

He calmed down his slightly stunned mind, pulled out a few silver needles from his chest, poured the medicinal wine he had practiced recently on him, and accumulated a little internal force in his little hand, and rubbed the palm of his palm prints on his chest, either lightly or hard.

The most important thing to hurt his heart and lungs is to let his blood and qi flow. When he is injured, he immediately seals his bloodline just to prevent himself from vomiting blood and fainting, but he didn't know that this would make the injury worse.

Originally, it wouldn't be so severely injured.

She sighed helplessly. These people who fought and killed all day long did not know how to cherish their bodies. You can tell just by looking at his sword and sword scars.

I don’t know how I survived the past. It’s a miracle that I have suffered so many injuries and can survive until now.

She kept rubbing his chest for him, and after the medicinal wine dries, she poured another medicinal liquid on it, and was still rubbing him.

During this period, Wuming woke up several times in a daze. Every time he opened his starry eyes covered with a sad and confused look, staring at her without a moment of moment, his thin lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Later, he had a high fever. After Qiqi applied a needle to relieve the fever, he still rubbed his chest.

This rubbing lasted all night.

When Wuming woke up the next day, her little hands were still squeezing on his chest, but her eyes had already closed because of sleepiness and fell asleep.

After falling asleep, he was still healing his wounds... He called this strange behavior healing. After all, his body was clearer than anyone else. After all, after all her treatment for the whole night, it was obvious that she woke up today that she felt much more relaxed.

Looking down, her white little hands were still moving on his chest. She slept so hard that he didn't even notice him when he woke up, but never gave up on his treatment. This woman... her willpower is really not very strong.

Looking up again, looking at her quiet face in her sleep, I realized that she was a beauty that was rare in a century. She was so charming but without any deliberate dress. She was so beautiful that she was so elegant, which was rare.

But no matter how beautiful the girl is, she will not stay in his eyes for a moment, and his eyes will fall on that little hand again.

He didn't sleep completely last night. He felt fever and discomfort. He vaguely remembered that she was taking care of him tirelessly all night.

Although he didn't know what it would be for his internal injuries to rub his chest like this, he knew that his injuries had healed a lot this night and no longer felt dull in his chest.

In his sight, the little hand was still moving slowly, and the internal force in his palm had completely disappeared because the master was sleeping to death, but the movement was still there.

The snow-white and tender little hands fell on his bronze chest. The color difference was so big that he suddenly felt a little warm.

Warm...that's something I've ever felt for twenty years!

Thinking that her chest, which had never been exposed in front of the girl's house, was so calm that it was in her sight for a night, her beautiful face showed a little strange color.

He leaned his body slightly and subconsciously avoided it, but he didn't expect that although Qiqi's palm had no internal force, he had already pressed a part of the gravity of his body on his chest without realizing it.

He turned sideways, and her hand slid, and her whole body fell down suddenly.

Qiqi let out a low voice, and finally woke up before pressing him. She opened her eyes and met his soft gaze. She was stunned and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm asleep!"

The doctor actually fell asleep while treating the patient. This doctor failed enough.

She didn't notice that his eyes were far from the coldness of last night, so she hurriedly sat upright and looked down at the body under her palm.

The color of the palm print on her chest has become very light, and the green bloodlines in the surrounding skin have also calmed down. She breathed a sigh of relief and held her sleeve to wipe off the sweat from the forehead: "It's basically half better. I'll give you a bottle of medicinal wine. After I go back, I rub it twice a day, once in the morning and evening. If you don't have ten days, you will be completely cured."

I wanted to stand up and go to the medicine rack to get him medicine. After all, the only bottle in the Heaven and Earth Bracelet has been used halfway, but as soon as I stood up, I realized that he was still holding his left wrist.

As soon as she pulled it, her eyebrows were so tangled that she almost exhaled in pain.

I was held all night and now it really hurts.

Wuming noticed that he was still holding her tightly. When he loosened his hands, Qiqi immediately felt that his hands were numb and rubbed them, and he couldn't help but humming twice in a muffled manner.

It hurts really much.

Seeing the obvious blue and purple bruises on the wrist, Wuming's heart tightened slightly. He knew how heavy his strength was. For a delicate girl's house, it was a miracle to hold her hands for a night without directly cutting her hands.

My thin lips moved, wanting to say sorry, but, when have you said such words in so many years?

He didn't say it because he didn't know what to say.

I sat up and looked down at her, not knowing what to say to her. I have been used to being silent for many years, but now I want to speak, but I seem to be unable to even speak.

"It's almost dawn. I'll clean up and leave. After I leave, the officers and soldiers outside should also leave. You can wait until they leave before leaving." Qiqi stood up, picked up the teapot of a short teapot and poured himself a cup of cold tea. He rinsed his mouth casually, and then poured another cup for him: "Just let you rinse your mouth, not let you drink it. It's best not to drink tea lately, just drink warm water."

She looked serious, and it was rare that Wuming actually listened to her. Under her service, she rinsed her mouth and saw that her clothes were still open, so she hurriedly pulled them back.

Qiqi was packing up his things and putting the surgical box in it, but he didn't put it back on the Heaven and Earth Bracelet. After all, there was someone here.

When he walked to the medicine stand to pick up medicine for him, his faint voice suddenly came from behind: "What is your relationship with Chu Xuanchi?"

"It has nothing to do with you." What's her relationship with Prince Xuan? How could she tell others casually?

"Are you his woman?" he still asked, again last night's question, and seemed to be unwilling to give up if he couldn't get the answer.

"No." At least until now, Chu Xuanchi hasn't really wanted her. This is not the case.

What's more, even if she dares to say "yes", she must ask Prince Xuan to admit it. If he doesn't admit it, she will become the girl who pays the wrong way, not only pays the wrong way, but also spread rumors that she claims to be Prince Xuan's woman.

In my heart, I was inexplicably resistant to such things.

Wuming stopped talking. Since she said no, then no, although she did see the two of them lying together that night, she didn't see anything that shouldn't have seen, right?

This woman's way of treating people was so special. Maybe that night was just treating Chu Xuanchi, just like she rubbed her chest all night last night.

If a man or a woman is seen, it will definitely cause misunderstandings.
Chapter completed!