"I just want to give you medicine." Murong Xitian's tightly pursed lips were slightly raised nicely.
"Apply medicine?" Xia Ziluo had a trace of doubt in his eyes, but then quickly dispersed.
By the way, her foot is sprained.
So, he didn't mean to molest her.
Didn't she make a big mistake? Suddenly, Xia Ziluo covered his face with his hands and blushed in embarrassment.
"Why is your face so red?" Murong Xitian teased.
"Then, where is it?" Xia Ziluo lifted up the quilt and hid in.
"Remember to leave a gap, so as not to accidentally suffocate yourself." Murong Xitian couldn't help but smile, the corners of his lips rising further.
Xia Ziluo felt even more embarrassed and covered his face with his hands: "I'm so angry. Why is it getting hotter and hotter? It's getting more and more embarrassing."
"That's because you're covered with a quilt, so you're hot." The quilt was suddenly lifted, and she subconsciously looked up and saw him looking at her with a smile.
"I'm not hot, I'm cold, okay?" Xia Ziluo pulled the quilt back and covered himself, but he didn't cover his head, for fear of being really hot.
Murong Xitian glanced at her playfully, then lowered his head, picked up a towel and wiped the water off her feet.
Xia Ziluo lowered his eyes curiously and took a peek.
As a result, I happened to see him pour a few drops of medicinal oil from the medicine bottle on his palm, and then rubbed it, and a strong medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air.
So choking!
Xia Ziluo hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover her mouth and nose. She hated the smell of medicinal oil the most, and it made her nose uncomfortable.
"It might hurt a little." Murong Xitian's voice suddenly came to my ears.
"What?" Xia Ziluo didn't react for a moment.
Murong Xitian raised his head and glanced at her. The hand that was rubbing the medicinal oil suddenly pressed on her ankle and rubbed it gently: "Do you understand now?"
"I know, I know...it hurts so much. Can you please be gentle?" The moment the pain came, no matter how stupid Xia Ziluo was, he knew what he was talking about.
At this moment, her face turned pale, and she shook her head pitifully and kicked her legs, trying to get rid of this needle-like pain.
But Murong Xitian held her legs firmly to prevent her from kicking: "Bear it."
Endure? That’s easy to say, but it’s not because her feet hurt!
But she couldn't help but bear it, she knew he was doing it for her own good, and he would heal quickly by applying medicine to her feet.
It's just that she understood it intellectually, but couldn't accept it emotionally. It really hurt, like countless knives piercing her bones.
Xia Ziluo gritted his teeth and stood firm, mist gathered in his lake-like eyes again, and tears filled up little by little.
As Murong Xitian watched, the movements of his hands became softer, for fear of accidentally causing her more pain.
But his careful treatment did not make her feel better. Regardless of the severity of the pain, it was always painful, and she was very afraid of pain...
"Hurry up, are you okay?" Xia Ziluo's voice was filled with tears.
Murong Xitian couldn't help but feel faster after hearing the movements of his hands: "Continue to endure it, if you don't rub the congestion away, you will be in pain for a long time. Rub it away, and you will be fine in two days."
"But it really hurts..." Xia Ziluo bit his lower lip and looked at Murong Xitian pitifully.
She had a helpless expression like a small animal. Murong Xitian paused unconsciously when he looked at his hands, and his ears turned slightly red.
The next moment, he stopped talking and coughed twice: "Okay."
Sure enough, when his voice fell, Xia Ziluo felt that the pain seemed to be much lessened. Then she tried to move her ankle, and sure enough, there was no tingling sensation like before.
