The injuries on his body were more serious than she imagined... Otherwise, his clothes wouldn't be covered in blood...
His inner clothes were taken off, and his upper body was naked, and all the wounds on his body were exposed in front of her eyes.
He was not as lucky as her. Apart from the sword wounds on his body, Momo also saw some obvious scratches on his body from falling off the cliff.
On her body, there were only some minor scratches.
Apart from the new injuries, Fan Momo also saw a deep scar on his abdomen... It was left from the Wanguang Temple assassination incident. However, Fan Momo didn't know that at that time, he would kill her
Abandoned...will he still be like this now?
Fengling Yexi put the paper bag aside, reached out, dipped some powder in it, and rubbed it on the obvious sword wound on her arm.
Maybe it was because of too much force. As soon as he touched the wound, Fan Momo saw his brow wrinkled because of pain.
"Let me help you!" She bit her lip, stretched out her hand, and took his hand that was about to apply medicine on her arm.
Hearing this, Fengling Yexi raised his eyes and looked at her, with some surprise in his eyes.
"Why, you are still afraid that I will harm you!" Seeing him looking at her like this, she curled her lips and said dissatisfied.
Seeing how strong he was, she would hurt herself sooner or later... By then, not only would his wounds not heal, but they might even get worse.
"If you want to harm me, I will never frown!" He looked at her and suddenly said firmly.
Fan Momo paused, and his heart throbbed violently...
He said, if you want to harm me, I will never frown.
His tone was obviously not gentle enough, tender enough, and his words were not disgusting enough, but those words made Fan Momo feel very moved.
She said nothing, let go of his hand, took the paper bag, and began to apply medicine on him.
Her movements were very gentle, and little by little, she applied medicine to his arms and some abrasions on his body.
Just when she thought she had wiped it all off and was about to wrap up the remaining medicine, she unexpectedly saw a sword wound on his back.
The wound was as long as a finger, but not very deep.
Fan Momo moved behind him and began to apply medicine on his back.
During the whole process, Fengling Yexi didn't really frown at all. On the contrary, she looked like she was enjoying herself very much.
It seemed that she was not giving him medicine, but giving him a massage.
After applying the medicine, Fan Momo asked him not to put on any clothes, because he was afraid that the wound would stick to his clothes and it would be troublesome to deal with it.
Fengling Yexi acquiesced and didn't say anything. She just sat on the ground and used her inner strength to dry her wet pants.
Fan Momo felt amazing about this.
Although he didn't need to put on a shirt, he still dried his clothes with Fan Momo.
Hers, he asked her to put them on.
As for his own, he spread it on the ground next to the fire and let her lie on it to rest.
Fan Momo did not refuse and accepted it happily. Although it was a bit hard, Fan Momo still felt very warm when lying on it.
At night, when she was sleeping in a daze, she squinted her eyes and saw a man sitting by the fire, holding a red purse and looking at it.
Before she could take a closer look, she fell asleep again, breathing very evenly.
Fengling Yexi, who was on the side, fastened her purse on her waist, then turned her head and looked at Fan Momo, who was sleeping soundly with a peaceful look on his face.