Gu Xiaoai didn't talk to him anymore, and followed the steps left by Luo Ya'er, taking out a few bottles of medicine from the well-equipped medical kit, dipping a cotton swab into the wound on his back and applying it gently.
Royal's writing is very clear and detailed, and every step is clearly written, including the amount of dosage, the severity of the technique, etc., as well as applying medicine along the edge of the wound, etc...
It was as if a nurse practitioner was standing next to Gu Xiaoai and teaching her what to do.
A girl who is incredibly attentive.
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Li Juefeng lay on the bed, and Gu Xiaoai sat beside the bed, cleaning off some blood scabs bit by bit according to Luo Yaer's steps. Li Juefeng frowned slightly, and remained silent despite the pain.
"Does it hurt?" Gu Xiaoai asked.
"It's just a few whips, why does it hurt?" Li Juefeng said, but his voice was a little deep, and he spoke deliberately forcefully, which was obviously a lie.
A few whips, so many scars...it's not like a few whips could have caused them.
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Gu Xiaoai did not refute him, but applied medicine to him more carefully. The scars on his back were of different depths, lengths, old and new... they looked a bit scary.
These injuries have been suffered by him in the past few years. When he received these injuries and was being treated by Royal, what was she doing?
Whether he was listening to Ye Jiahe, a psychiatrist, to enlighten him, or standing on a podium, or looking at his photo at home, he was fascinated by the ring on his hand...
Why wasn't she by his side when he was injured?
Even when she was by his side, she was helpless and had to rely on Royal's treatment procedures to give him medicine.
So ironic.
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From the beginning to the end, Li Juefeng did not even hum, as if he was not the one who suffered so many injuries.
In the end, Gu Xiaoai poured out two anti-inflammatory pills for him to take, only to find that he was lying on her bed and asleep.
Are you really that sleepy? You can still fall asleep this way.
Gu Xiaoai put the medicine aside and looked down at him. He was sleeping on his stomach, with half of his face sunken into the soft pillow. His contours were perfect, his eyebrows were handsome, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow.
His face was covered with sweat, even his hair was half wet, and his brows were furrowed, which proved that he was holding back when she was applying the medicine just now.
In front of her, he didn't even cry out in pain.
Gu Xiaoai took out a handkerchief and bent down to wipe away his sweat...
Gu Xiaoai stretched out her hand to press between his eyebrows, rubbing away his frown, and stroked the scar at the corner of his eyebrow with her fingertips, feeling nostalgic.
He originally said he wanted to repair the scar, but after so many years, the scar remains until now.
Have a good sleep.
It was only this time that she could stare at him and look at him...
After adjusting the air conditioner to the most suitable temperature, Gu Xiaoai picked up a blanket, gently covered Li Juefeng's back, and took off the leather shoes on Li Juefeng's feet.
"Are you annoyed? Get out!"
Li Juefeng suddenly said impatiently, and kicked his foot. Her hand was pushed away by him, causing slight pain.
Gu Xiaoai looked at his face. He still had his eyes closed. He was obviously still asleep. Was he talking in his sleep?
So who does he think is taking off his shoes?
Is it her? Is it the servant who usually serves him? Or...Royal?!
Gu Xiaoai walked to the bedside and picked up the paper left by Luo Yaer again. Every word on it was filled with patience and meticulousness...
Royal.
"Li Juefeng, what does Luo Ya'er mean to you?" Gu Xiaoai asked softly.