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Chapter 662 It's okay for a man to get hurt, but it's okay to die

The busy work for half a day could not match Jiu Qing's words. Zi Mo's depression was imaginable, but she quickly let it go.

King Jin's training is so hard every day, and he has to be exhausted by King Chen from time to time. It's very pitiful to think about it. If he goes back to the room alone at night and faces the empty room, he will definitely feel particularly lonely and lonely. At this time, with her lady accompanying him, at least he will feel warm in his heart.

Thinking of this, she felt a little sympathetic to King Jin.

It's not easy for her lady to come here. She has to go back in a few days. Then he will have to be alone...

Zi Mo felt that since she went to Xiling with the lady, her heart has become soft and kind, and she always feels sympathy inexplicably - of course, at present, there seems to be only one King Jin who can make her feel sympathy and heartbroken.

Zi Mo frowned and thought to himself that King Jin would be better off letting her lady down in the future, otherwise...hum.

There are not only Zi Mo who have the same idea. Jiu Qing is also saying to Ye Jin: "Have you noticed that Zi Mo's attitude towards you has improved a lot now than before?"

Ye Jin sat down on the imperial chaise longue and thought for a while: "Well, she used to treat me as a thief, but now she can give me a good look."

Jiu Qing chuckled when she heard this.

He turned around and walked into the dark lattice behind the screen. When he came out, he took out a bottle of crystal clear liquid with a slightly yellow color. Jiu Qing smiled faintly: "The clothes have faded, I'll give you some medicinal wine."

Ye Jin turned his head, looked at the things she was holding, and twitched his lips, "How do you know there is medicinal wine in my room?"

"The doctor's sense of smell." Jiu Qing smiled faintly, "Don't forget that I have a good medical skills."

Ye Jin stood up, untied the brocade robe on his body, took off his white middle robe, dragged it over a red rosewood stool, and sat on the stool straight.

Jiuqing stared at his fair spine, still shocking scars, "Is there any medicine I can use tonight?"

"Sometimes I just think of it and just ignore it, but I can't remember it." Ye Jin said, "It's okay for a man to get hurt anyway, so he will be fine if he dies."

"Is that true?" Jiuqing opened the bottle plug, poured a little medicinal wine in his palm, gently patted it on his spine and shoulders, then carefully patted the medicinal wine, and used some strength to rub the blood stasis on his body, which made Ye Jin suck in a burst of breath.

"Jiuqing, light...be gentle..." He shivered in pain, his voice was low, with a little begging for mercy, "It hurts."

"Didn't you say that there is no major problem with death?" Jiu leaned over and glanced at him, but he didn't relax his hands at all. "Mix the blood stasis and add it to medicinal wine, and the injury will heal faster."

Jiuqing's hand was really strong. Ye Jin's face turned pale because of pain. Fine sweat beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

"After I leave, I will let Wuji come in to take a bath, change clothes and apply medicine every night before going to bed." Jiuqing turned his head and looked at the sky outside, "Before I leave Dongyou, I will set a meal and bedtime for you. I must fall asleep before midnight, and I will serve three meals a day as timely and quantity..."

Let Wuji come in and serve?

Ye Jin was reluctant and was about to speak out, but Jiuqing said lightly: "If Wuji can't do it, I will let King Chen help you."
Chapter completed!
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