"You... misunderstood her." Mu Yuan was in an indescribably good mood at this moment.
I was a little depressed, but suddenly I felt relieved.
Because of his relief, his dull dark eyes also regained a glimmer of light.
"You really... misunderstood her." He held the screen and walked slowly behind it.
"Pianlan, give me...get some water, I...will clean it."
Xianglan bit her lip, took a deep look at him, and immediately turned around and walked out the door.
The young village leader is really stupid. Even the Ninth Princess and Chu Weiyun attacked him, yet he still has to make excuses for the Ninth Princess.
Actually, he still had hope for that woman.
He is really... hopelessly stupid!
Xianglan brought bath water, and she stayed in the room, not daring to look back at the screen.
Even if she turned around, she couldn't clearly see what was happening behind the screen, but if she turned around, she would be blaspheming the young village master.
She didn't dare and didn't want to.
"Young village master, I... let me ask the second master to help you?" She didn't know how many times she asked.
But every time, he was rejected by Mu Yuan: "No need."
It really hurts when the wound touches water.
Especially since the injuries were all on my back, it was too difficult to clean them up.
In the end, Mu Yuan could only give up and soak himself in hot water.
A sharp pain hit his brain, making his scalp numb.
But this way, it is easier to wash.
Soon, he cleaned himself up, and before coming out, he looked down at the medicine bag in his hand.
The Ninth Princess's medicine bag was thrown away after the palace maid sprinkled the medicine powder on it.
There is a hidden compartment inside, and it looks like the powder has been scattered, but as long as you unzip the string inside, you can see that there is still a small half bag.
He couldn't see his injury clearly, so he could only raise his hand with difficulty and sprinkle the powder on his back.
"Ugh..." It hurts! It hurts so much that stars pop out of my eyes, and I almost can't breathe!
Mu Yuan held on to the screen, but the screen could no longer bear his weight.
With a snap, the person and the screen rolled to the ground together.
"Young village master!" Xianglan was startled and was about to turn around.
Mu Yuan stopped in a mute voice: "Don't look!"
Xianglan turned around hurriedly, not daring to take another look.
"Young village leader, how are you?" She was really afraid if she didn't see the doctor again.
Mu Yuan got up, reluctantly put on his clothes, held the table and chair, returned to the bed and sat down.
I can't lie down, I can only lie down.
"You go out, I want to take a rest." He was still not used to having a girl in the room.
But how can Xianglan leave at this time? The young village leader is still suffering from high fever!
Your Highness doesn't allow her to see a doctor. What should the young village master do with her illness or injury?
"Otherwise...or I'd better go and beg Ninth Princess..." However, Ninth Princess is not a good person either!
Although she has excellent medical skills, people also said that the young village leader betrayed her.
If I beg her, she won't agree to take a look at the Young Village Master, right?
"She has already treated me."
Mu Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The wound on my back was so painful because of the medicine powder.
But after the severe pain passed, the wound became cool again, the cool feeling penetrated into the skin and flesh, and even the internal injuries seemed to be getting better.
My body is no longer so heavy.
However, it was still very hot and my head was still dizzy.
Xianglan didn't understand at all: "Young village master, when did the Ninth Princess show you?"
She just added insult to injury!
"The powder she gave me." Mu Yuan breathed out, although his body was heavy and extremely uncomfortable.
But, my heart felt warm.
"That medicinal powder is for healing wounds."
She didn't give up on him after all.
After all, I still care about him.
Even if it was just a pack of medicine, he was already very happy. He was so happy that even if he died now, he would have no regrets.
Mu Yuan closed his eyes, his head felt dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
I don't know how long it took, but he fell into a deep sleep and held his hand tightly, as if he was holding the girl's little hand.
"Qing'er, I'm sorry..."
Xianglan finally plucked up the courage and touched his forehead.
So hot!
If it's burned like this, if you don't find someone to treat it, the young village leader will die!
