Xi'er used her inner strength to hold Feng Yao down, preventing her from moving around and causing the wound to get bigger.
After scrubbing the wounds before and after, Dr. Li was already sweating. He sprinkled the wound with golden sore medicine, bandaged it, and finally treated the wound.
"If the fever hasn't subsided by tomorrow, you have to tell me as soon as possible." Dr. Li gave the instructions again before leaving.
Xi'er took off Feng Yao's shirt and started to wipe Feng Yao's body with a handkerchief soaked in strong alcohol.
This night was very heavy.
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Xi'er was woken up by being thrown.
She took care of Feng Yao all night, and then she fell asleep sitting on the edge of the bed. Somehow she fell off the bed and fell to the ground, with a big bump on her forehead.
After Xi'er was knocked awake, she belatedly saw Feng Yao opening her eyes on the bed, so she screamed with joy: "Madam, are you awake?" Then she quickly put her hand on Feng Yao's forehead. Fortunately, she was already there.
To reduce the fever, Feng Yao's usually warm and cool forehead is in the palm of his hand.
"Where's Yu Liu?" Feng Yao's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were shining brightly as she stared at Xi'er.
When asked by Feng Yao, Xi'er choked and said: "Last night was fine. I just had to lie down in bed to recuperate. I wonder if you're awake now?"
Feng Yao was relieved, luckily, he was still alive.
"I want to go see him." Feng Yao moved her right hand, trying to support her body and get out of bed. Xi'er quickly went up to help her. Although she also wanted to tell Feng Yao to lie on the bed and rest, she thought of the relationship between the two of them before.
After all these things, Xi'er felt that it was useless to say anything, so it would be better to just take the person there.
Fortunately, Feng Yao's most serious injury was on his shoulder, and the other injuries were just minor injuries. With Xi'er's support, it was not too strenuous for him to walk.
Pushing open Yu Liu's door next door, Xi'er helped Feng Yao go inside. She knew that Song Yuan, like her, had taken care of Yu Liu all night.
Feng Yao couldn't wait to look at the bed as soon as she entered the door. Yu Liu was half lying on the bed, her face was still pale, and there was a deep look of tiredness between her eyebrows.
The two looked at each other, Feng Yao's nose was slightly sore, and she suddenly felt that it was great that he was alive.
Xi'er helped Feng Yao walk to the bed, while Yu Liu moved her body into the bed, leaving the outside open for Feng Yao.
Feng Yao went to bed, Xi'er put a soft pillow behind her, and heard Yu Liu say: "Bring some light food."
Xi'er responded and left the room with Song Yuan.
Yu Liu took Feng Yao's hand and smiled slightly, looking extremely gentle, "Yao Yao, I'm fine."
Feng Yao suddenly felt a little confused. What on earth was he doing?
"Oh." Feng Yao, expressionless, tried to pull away her hand, but Yu Liu held it tightly and she couldn't pull it back.
Yu Liu was in a really good mood. Before and after she was unconscious, she could see his Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, I will protect you in the future!"
"I don't need anyone to protect me." Feng Yao's voice suddenly turned cold.
Still smiling, Yu Liu said: "I know, but this is my heart. No matter how powerful you are in the future, my heart to protect you will not change. Even if we stand side by side, far away, I will still be more powerful than you."
You love yourself more."
Feng Yao was silent. She understood what Yu Liu wanted to express. He would love her, pamper her and protect her, but would not restrain her. In ancient times, she knew how rare such a man was.
What then? She didn't know.
Such silence seemed to Yu Liu to be a kind of rejection, but how could Yu Liu give up so easily? He had already recognized her. If anyone in the world dared to attract her attention, he would be happy to let that person