The chains on Leng Aofeng's body could not be opened. The underground was originally dark and damp. It was difficult to breathe even under the underground.
Fortunately, there were golden wheels under the cage that could be pushed around. Jing Jiaren asked the guards to push the wheels to his room.
Of course, she ordered her attendants to serve him something delicious and delicious as soon as possible. She knelt down beside him, plucked his fur attentively, and looked at his wounds...
Leng Aofeng was covered in fur and had numerous wounds that could not be seen.
"Don't move, I won't hurt you, I'm looking after your injuries."
Leng Aofeng was surprisingly quiet. He didn't say a word for such a long time and his eyes were very heavy.
Jing Jiaren's fingers were trembling slightly. Could it be that he couldn't speak?
Could it be that he was so tortured that he couldn't switch between humans and wolves, and that he forgot who he was?
He won't be like the big bear and never change again, right?
These questions were stuck in Jing Jiaren's throat and she couldn't ask a single word.
"Jing Jiaren, please consider my feelings at least." The man standing coldly outside the cage finally couldn't help but make a sound.
"It was injured and I was checking it. If it is not treated in time, the wound will become septic and it will be bad."
"You think you are a doctor? There is no one here who knows how to treat patients, so you have to worry about it?"
Jing Jiaren's mouth was slightly bitter: "I don't trust anyone here..."
Ximen Longting rolled up his sleeves, opened the cage door and walked in: "I'll do it."
"Can you..." Jing Jiaren asked suspiciously.
"What's wrong with me? I just want to be a veterinarian!" Ximen Longting glanced at her deeply and squatted down, "I have much more experience in this area than you!"
He used to get injured often and he would bandage them all by himself!
I can't see Jing Jiaren touching Leng Aofeng all the time...
Even though he has turned into a wolf, he is still a man!
Damn, he's still a shabby man.
Jing Jiaren, this idiot woman, where do you want to touch?
His big hand reached out and rummaged through the hair, and Leng Aofeng finally said: "I'm fine..."
"Leng Aofeng, you can still talk." Jing Jiaren woke up with a look of surprise on her face and exhaled heavily, "You have been silent all this time. I thought you couldn't talk. You scared me to death!"
"..."
She stroked the hair on its head and combed it gently: "Are you blaming me for not knowing earlier, so you are angry with me?"
"no."
The deep and thick voice has a quality that is unique to him.
The very nostalgic voice seems to have traveled through a century...
"Then you have been avoiding me..."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Leng Aofeng's eyes, and he turned his head away.
If only Jing Jiaren was in front of him at this time, he might be very happy. But with the addition of Ximen Longting, he wished he could disappear...
He had promised before that he would never interfere with her happiness.
"Jing Jiaren, do you have a razor?" Ximen Longting flipped through the bandages and medicine bottles in the medicine box.
"What do you need a razor for? Can't you use scissors?"
"It has too much hair. How can I check the wound if I don't shave it off?" Ximen Longting's eyes flashed with anger and he said gloomily, "Shave it all off."
Let him run completely naked! Jing Jiaren should know how to avoid taboos!
"Ah...then what will happen to Leng Aofeng if he is shaved off?" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, not daring to imagine.