The silk clothing material has been adhered to the wound over a large area, and the blood has dried up.
Lu Jiujiu shook his hands and tried twice but couldn't take off his shirt completely.
But the skin was torn inside, and the bloody whip wounds could already be seen.
"Oh my God! Who hit this? It was too cruel!"
Lu Jiujiu used to be a thug raised by a black market organization. The rules were very strict. It was normal for thugs who were not good enough to be beaten to death. However, Lu Jiujiu was okay and did not get beaten often.
And Feng Yunian was different. He was obviously a pampered young master, so how could he still be so seriously injured?
Feng Yunian made a weak voice to stop his surprise, "Don't shout, close the door, close the windows, and close the curtains. If you can't take off your shirt, use a hot towel to apply it for a while."
"Okay, okay."
Lu Jiu quickly followed the instructions and went to the bathroom to get a hot towel. He couldn't bear it and said, "Mr. Feng, the hot compress may be a bit painful. You...just bear with it."
Applying a hot towel to the injury is like enduring the sharp pain of a needle prick.
Feng Yunian was shaking violently, sweating like rain, and his hands were so tight that the pillow was deformed.
Even if Lu Jiujiu doesn't get beaten often, he still has experience in helping people get medicine.
He took out an anti-inflammatory lozenge from the medicine box and stuffed it into Feng Yunian's mouth. He also brought a basin of water and helped him clean the blood on his back first. The original bandage was also stained and had to be removed.
"Mr. Feng, who hit you? With your status, who would dare to touch you, except Miss..."
His pupils widened and he asked in a low voice, "Isn't she really a young lady?"
Feng Yunian was dizzy and buried his face in the quilt, too lazy to pay attention to him.
Lu Jiujiu thought about it and felt that something was wrong, "It shouldn't be Miss. If it were her, you wouldn't have to let me treat the wound quietly."
"Don't guess, move quickly, I have to cook before Shengge comes back."
They are all injured like this, especially the injury on the lower back. It will be pulled when walking. It is very painful. Why do you still have to get up to cook?
It made Lu Jiu feel a little distressed.
He sighed. In order to prevent the torn shirt from being noticed by Miss Shengge and other bodyguards, Lu Jiujiu couldn't think of a good way, so he secretly stuffed it under the bed and hid it for him.
Alcohol disinfection was too painful, and iodophor was relatively mild. Lu Jiu took a cotton swab and helped him rub it little by little. It took him a long time to finally finish applying the medicine.
The burn in the middle of my back was originally covered with a bandage, but now it's better. I have a layer of bandage covering the entire area from my back to my waist.
Feng Yunian insisted on getting out of bed, but Lu Jiu had no choice but to give him another injection of antibiotics.
...
Half an hour later, Shengge returned to the villa.
There is a cheerful and lively girl Ning Xuan beside me.
Ning Jingxuan looked around the whole villa inside and out, wrapping her arms around her and saying, "Not bad, Sister Sheng, I didn't expect your environment in the small villa to be so good. I really came to the right place this time! Just let me stay with you
Let’s play here for a few more days!”
Shengge was unmoved and said in a solemn tone, "As promised, it will only be three days. At that time, I will ask the bodyguard to take you on the plane back to City S."
Jing Jingxuan muttered, feeling aggrieved, "Oh, sister Sheng is so heartless."
"Don't be naughty." Shengge's tone softened, "We can't have riots like today in the bar again. Since you want to stay with me for a few days, you have to be good and peaceful, you know?"
"Know it!"
The two entered the villa laughing.
As soon as she opened the door, Shengge smelled the aroma of food coming to her face and subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.
Didn't you tell him to rest before leaving? Why did he get up to cook?
Feng Yunian happened to hear the noise and came out of the kitchen.
Shengge noticed that he had changed into a dark black silk shirt. The two buttons on the collar were slightly loose, and the collarbone was looming. He seemed to have washed his hair, and his short hair was not completely blow-dried. With his delicate and handsome facial features, it was a combination of taboo and desire.
Handsome.
And his condition and complexion seem to be much better.
"Why don't you wear a coat? Have you taken your cold medicine?"
Although her tone was as cold as ever, she said words of concern for him as soon as she came back, which made Feng Yunian feel warm in his heart.
"You said you were going to have your injuries checked when you came back in the evening, so you didn't wear them."