"Go and prepare hot water. I want to wipe the princess's body." Chu Dongling said calmly.
"Yes." Yuan Feijing nodded and lowered the curtain.
"Chu Dongling, you..." Before Long Qian could sit up, Chu Dongling pushed him back onto the bed.
"Be obedient and I will ensure that he will be fine!" Chu Dongling pulled her clothes off.
Long Qian calmed down and lay down obediently: "Did you ask someone to rescue Brother Gu Sha?"
"What did you call me just now?" When Chu Dongling touched Long Qian's shoulder, his long fingers trembled a little.
She was actually injured a second time. It was so inappropriate!
"What are you shouting for?" Long Qian frowned as soon as he said the words, "It hurts! Can you be gentle?"
"My king, be gentle." Chu Dongling said so, but his long fingers holding the bandage were a little at a loss.
"Be patient! The wound is stuck to the flesh and it will hurt a little."
Long Qian already knew what was going on, but she was really in pain.
She muttered, closed her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "Hurry up! I can only endure it for a while."
Chu Dongling looked at her closed eyes, moved his long fingers slightly, and lifted off the bandage on her wound little by little with the gentlest movements in his life.
His shoulders felt cold, and Long Qian took a deep breath: "You'd better have someone stitch it up for me. The wound is too big and it will be difficult to heal."
"Seam?" Chu Dongling frowned slightly and took the powder from the medicine box.
He shook his long fingers and applied the powder on her wound.
The medicinal powder is not very fatal, but the pain of the wound itself is very fatal.
"Sew it up and wait for it to close before removing the stitches, hiss... forget it, you don't have this kind of technology in your era, ah... it hurts! Hurry up!"
Long Qian was so painful that his temples were sweating. There were not only tears but also sweat under the corners of his eyes.
Chu Dongling did not dare to delay. After applying medicine to her from memory, he took out the bandage, carefully held her body, and bandaged her wound.
"Why do you want to block this king's sword?"
This slender, delicate shoulder was stabbed with a hole. The wound was so big that I didn’t know when it would get better.
Chu Dongling felt guilty, and after treating her wounds, he felt even worse.
My beautiful green face soon returned to whiteness.
Yuan Feijing brought in a large bucket of warm water and left again.
When Chu Dongling wrung out the hot towel and turned around, Long Qian sat up from the bed.
"If I had known I wouldn't have blocked your sword, it would have hurt me so much." She grabbed her sticky collar and got out of bed.
"I want to wash up, please come out first..."
Before Long Qian finished speaking, the man pushed him back onto the bed: "Lie down."
He was so strong that Long Qian could only lie down again.
Chu Dongling lowered his head to wipe her face and took off the ointment she applied to her face piece by piece.
Long Qian was tired and sleepy, and too lazy to move.
Soon, Long Qian returned to his original appearance, except that his face was paler, there was no difference.
When his long fingers fell on her collar, Long Qian hugged his wrist.
She blinked her big, lively eyes and whispered, "I can do it myself."
"Not good?" Chu Dongling frowned, as if to warn.
Long Qian frowned, pursed her pink lips, and nodded: "Can you really guarantee that Brother Gu Sha will be fine?"
"He is not your relative!" Chu Dongling pushed her hand away and wiped her neck.
"I know not." Long Qian pursed her lips, "But he obviously saved you, you..."
"Hey!" Long Qian opened his eyes suddenly and hugged the man's strong arm again.
"Chu Dongling, why are you taking off my clothes? Let go!"
