With a pale face and big beads of sweat, even if you pretend, it’s impossible to pretend like this?
He suddenly stood up from the bed and walked to Ye Xun, "You...are you serious this time?"
"You said I'm not an idiot, but would I do the same thing twice?" Ye Xun stroked his arm and smiled. In short, seeing the nervousness in Zhi Xin's eyes, he was in a very good mood.
"I...I'll help you sit down." When she walked to Ye Xun's right side, she found a lot of blood pouring out from the fingers of Ye Xun's arm. She was stunned. She...she opened his wound.
Zhixin's eyes turned red as she looked at the blood that kept pouring out, and she had no idea for a moment.
Seeing Zhixin's sad expression, Ye Xun hurriedly comforted her, "It's okay, it's just that the wound is open."
The more Ye Xun didn't blame her, the more guilty she felt, knowing that he was injured, she still pushed him so hard.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty!" Zhixin lowered her head guiltily, tears streaming down her face, but Ye Xun became nervous.
"Xin'er, I'm fine, I'm really fine." Ye Xun wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but as soon as he let go, the blood surged even more violently.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Xun said to Zhixin: "If you cry again, I will really die. Go and get the golden sore medicine."
Sure enough, after hearing what Ye Xun said, Zhixin immediately stopped crying and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go right away."
He walked to the cabinet and hurriedly looked for the gold sore medicine. Here, Ye Xun covered the wound and looked at Zhi Xin's petite and busy back. There was a hint of pampering in his eyes, but he was helpless.
When will this little girl understand that he loves her? Does she have to say it out loud? Can't she feel his heart at all? I have never seen such a slow and stupid woman.
"Your Majesty, the medicine is here." Zhixin's voice brought Ye Xun back from his thoughts.
"Well, wrap it up for me." Ye Xun sat down on the stool beside him and let go of his hand, and the blood started to pour out.
"Your Majesty, why don't you call the imperial doctor? Your injury..."
"No, it's okay." Ye Xun gave her a reassuring smile, "Take off the gauze."
Zhixin glanced at Ye Xun, bit her lower lip, and nodded. But the bright red blood still made her little hands tremble.