Qin Shang was indeed not stimulated, but some things were not something Yun Qingyi could understand.

How could he understand how a person feels from 40 to 17?

Of course, Qin Shang wouldn't tell him.

"It doesn't matter if there is no elixir." He said, "Give me more good medicines. I don't want to stay in bed all day now. It's so uncomfortable."

"Don't want to stay in bed all day?" Yun Qingyi was surprised. "I thought Mr. Qin wanted to be seriously injured on purpose, and then he was lazy while he was recuperating."

Qin Shang froze and stared at him with a bad look: "Yun Qingyi."

The seventeen-year-old boy was flying and unrestrained, and his handsomeness seemed to be churning with flames in his phoenix eyes. I don’t know if it was anger, but he looked quite intimidating.

Although Yun Qingyi was not afraid of him, she realized that she was indeed a little overwhelmed and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I am so arrogant."

Humph, just know.

Qin Shang said lightly: "Leave the medicine and people can leave."

Yun Qingyi's expression paused slightly, and then said, "Young Master Qin doesn't need me to stay for you?"

"unnecessary."

"But I think the wound on your body needs to be changed." Yun Qingyi raised her eyes, her eyes looked particularly calm, "I can wipe my body and change my medicine, or if Mr. Qin believes more in the other teenagers in this bedroom, will he take his leave?"

Qin Shang stared at him steadily for a moment: "...you come."

The young men in white in this hall are all serving their masters, and many things cannot be troubled. But they are really not good at wiping their bodies and applying medicine. After all, the master has never been injured, so they don’t need to learn these things.

Qin Shang didn't want them to get started. Even when he was injured healed, he decided to send all these teenagers out. They were young men in their prime, and they all had good martial arts skills. How good is it to do some serious things?

Staying here to do the job of serving people is really useless, anyway, he can just serve the master alone.

After making up his mind, Qin Shang lay down on the bed, saying nothing more, and leaving everything else to Yun Qingyi.

He ordered the boy to get a basin of water in. Yun Qingyi took the medicine for external application first, cleaned Qin Shang's body, and applied a layer of medicine carefully and steadily to all the wounds.

After staring at Qin Shang's staggered scars for a long time, he couldn't help but reiterate the old saying: "Why do you have the heart to peel off the skin of such a noble species of Snow Wolves? Don't Mr. Qin feel it's too cruel?"

Qin Shang stared at his fingers: "..."

It's really cruel.

"So the young master's injuries were completely self-inflicted." Yun Qingyi said, "The snow wolf is beautiful and noble, but it cannot cover up the cruelty of his nature. I only dare to see from afar. Mr. Qin is really courageous."

Qin Shang: "..."

Yun Qingyi said while applying medicine. After applying the medicine, he turned around and poured a glass of water, and asked Qin Shang to take the pills with the water.

"Yun Qingyi, do you have Han Xiang's marrow washing dew?" Qin Shang spoke coldly.

Yun Qingyi paused and looked at him with alert: "What?"

"Give me a bottle that I use to bathe, so that the wound can recover soon."

"Young Master Qin doesn't need Han Xiang to cleanse the marrow." Yun Qingyi said, "And I don't have much in my hands, so I have to save some effort."

Save some use?
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