Murong Rong moaned softly, his brows were knitted together due to the pain, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his red lips were bitten due to the pain.
The master of the pavilion applied the medicine to her body with the lightest force possible.
"Pavilion Master, thank you." Murong Rong whispered.
In the past few years, most of the injuries she suffered were caused by the medicine given to her by the master of the pavilion. In addition to being a place for her to train, Beauty Pavilion also became a place for her to heal her injuries.
Among the ruthless Evergreen Club, only here could she find a sense of warmth.
After the bleeding has stopped, apply a layer of ointment on top.
The pleasant voice of the pavilion master came softly: "Be patient, apply these ointments, and the scars left in the future will not be so ugly."
Murong Rong smiled palely: "It doesn't matter if you have scars or not, I won't get married anyway."
The master of the pavilion smiled faintly and said softly: "Whether you are married or not, whether someone wants you or not, a woman must learn to take care of herself, cherish herself, and always make herself beautiful. If she doesn't even care about herself, who else will?"
Will he care about you?"
Murong Rong turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. She had always been so calm and calm.
Presumably, I have experienced ups and downs before, so I can see things so clearly and thoroughly.
After wrapping it in thick gauze and tying a knot, the Pavilion Master stood up and said, "It's good to rest for a few days. I'll ask the president to give you some rest."
Murong Rong struggled to sit up, but when she moved, the bones in her back seemed to fall apart.
She groaned and lay down on the bed again.
The master of the pavilion said: "You have broken a bone and you have to lie down for a few days, otherwise the root of the disease will be established and it will be difficult to treat in the future."
"But Yuan'er is alone at home and has no servant, so I don't trust him."
"You don't want your son to see you injured like this? It's just a few days, a few hungry meals at most, it doesn't matter."
Murong Rong secretly tried several times, but still couldn't get up, so she had no choice but to listen to the pavilion master's words and lie down.
Not long after he lay down, Tang En called.
Beauty Pavilion is where female disciples live. The master of the pavilion does not like men coming in, so even though they are both in the Dongrong Club, Tang En has to call Murong Rong if he wants to find her.
"Rong Rong, I heard that the Pavilion Master took you away, are you feeling better now? Fortunately, the Pavilion Master arrived in time, otherwise, I really can't imagine the consequences of those twenty lashes on you."
Tang En's urgent voice came.
Murong Rong was not feeling well, and her voice was a little sickly and weak, "Well, I'm much better now. The president didn't punish you, right?"
"No. I'm sorry, it was me who harmed you, and I want you to bear all the mistakes... Rong Rong, I really want to kill myself."
Murong Rong comforted him and said: "It's none of your business. Who made me the person in charge of this operation? Moreover, you have already helped me bear many charges."
Tang En had a lot to say to Murong Rong, but hearing her voice was very weak, he couldn't bear to say more and told her to take a good rest before hanging up.
After lying in bed for three days, Murong Rong felt better, so she got out of bed, packed her things, and prepared to go home.
As soon as she left the Beauty Pavilion, Murong Rong saw Tang En waiting for her there.
Tang En came up and took Murong Rong's luggage, "Do you want to go back? I'll go back with you. In total, I haven't seen Yuan'er for two or three years. I just happened to go and have a look at him. Otherwise, he would have forgotten me.
This is Uncle Tang En who loves him the most."
Murong Rong stood there blankly and said hesitantly: "Um, Tang En, don't you have to work? I can just go back by myself."
Tang En was worried and scolded her with a fond smile: "Your injury is not healed yet. You can't stand and sit for a long time. Won't you be tired from driving such a long distance? Besides, the wound on your back also needs dressing."
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"I'll just ask my son to help me, I don't need to trouble you..."
"He's still young, we can't let him see such a bloody wound. Rong Rong, aren't you willing to give me a chance?"
Tang En suddenly became serious, with some hope in his sincere eyes.
Murong Rong did not dare to look into his eyes and quickly turned her head, "Tang En, don't say this again. I am not worthy of you, and you deserve better."
She grabbed Tang En's luggage and tried to leave, but Tang En grabbed her arm and did not allow her to escape, "Rong Rong, I am sincere, please give me a chance, okay? I will take good care of you mother and son, so that you can