She rushed too quickly and tripped by something under her feet, and fell to the ground, and then was caught by a man who had already prepared.

Yun Qing didn't care about this. She hurriedly grabbed Bei Ming Yexuan's sleeve and asked with a trembling heart, "Where are you hurt?"

They were all injured, why did they insist on holding her back just now?

She should have thought of it long ago!

If something special hadn't happened, how could Bei Ming Yexuan be so far behind?

Yun Feili arrived from the capital, but he was still late in Yuncheng for so long, and it was abnormal at first glance.

But she never noticed...

Yun Qing's heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp needle, and a slight pain and guilt surged. She grabbed Bei Ming Yexuan's hands and searched him, trying to find where his wound was.

His skin exposed outside his clothes was pale and he looked down on a scar.

That would only hurt the inside.

Yun Qing raised his hand and went to strip his clothes.

Bei Ming Yexuan chuckled and slowly grabbed the two hands that were wrapping around his collar buttons, staring at her eyes, "Do Qingbao want to apply medicine to me personally?"

Yun Qing met his expectant eyes and choked up, "Don't...I haven't given anyone any medicine..."

She is a perfect match for the Wushu in daily life.

If Bei Ming Yexuan had a check-up and applied medicine, she would be afraid that he would hurt him.

"No..." Bei Ming Yexuan raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Then Qingbao looks at it, it's useless. It will scare you. Go upstairs and rest, and let Qiao Qiao come."

Yun Qing, "..."

This means, if she doesn’t give him medicine, she won’t show it to her?

Also, who is Qiao Qiao?

Before Yun Qing's jar of vinegar began to brew, a gentle and anxious voice suddenly came from behind, "Mrs. Young Madam, please get out of the way. We want to check the wounds on the young master."

Yun Qing, "..."

She looked at Bei Ming Yexuan's pale and bloodless skin, and her heart ached. She was afraid that she would delay the treatment, so she stood up and walked a few steps aside.

A trace of hostility flashed through Beiming Yexuan's eyes.

Yun Qing saw a woman wearing a white coat and beautiful and gentle appearance squatting down in front of Beiming Yexuan. It must be that Qiao Qiao.

Bei Ming Yexuan just came back, and the doctor couldn't have come so quickly. I thought I had known that Bei Ming Yexuan was injured and had been following them just now.

Yun Qing clenched her fingers and took a deep breath.

Seeing that her face was not very good, the housekeeper was afraid that the girl would not be able to stand the blood, so he advised thoughtfully, "Madam, go upstairs to rest. Just leave it to Miss Qiao here. She has a very good medical skills, and the young master will not be in trouble."

Yun Qing shook her head, but her eyes stared at Qiao Qiao's movements, trying to see Bei Ming Yexuan's injury clearly, "I'm fine, Uncle Bei."

Qiao Qiao put down the medicine box in her hand, took out a series of disinfection tools from it, and placed it on the table. Then she raised her hand and was about to unbutton Bei Ming Yexuan's shirt.

The man was covered in black and pale skin was bloodless. He sat lazily on the sofa with his eyebrows and eyes down, not looking at anyone.

It seemed that he was waiting obediently for the doctor to take medicine.

Yun Qing remembered Bei Ming Yexuan's cold skin, and her heart also turned cold. She bit her lips tightly.

Seeing the woman's delicate fingertips, she was about to touch Bei Ming Yexuan's button...

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