Lu Wanwan nodded and said, "I'll go to his room to get it."
"Okay, then I'll get you water first." The village woman said with a smile and left the kitchen.
Lu Wanwan walked to Li Jingchen's house. She didn't know whether she came to get clothes from him or to check on him.
She always felt that he was hiding something from her. Normally, she could ignore it, but he helped her a lot today and she didn't want to owe him anything.
Thinking of this, Lu Wanwan gently pushed the door open and entered. The good thing about the houses in the village is that they don't need to be locked because there are no thieves at all.
Inside the house, Li Jingchen, who didn't hear the sound of the door being pushed, was taking off his shirt. The clothes lent to him by the villagers were made of rough material and hurt the wounds on his back, so he just took them off to save himself from the discomfort.
Because he was standing sideways, looking at Lu Wanwan from this angle, he happened to catch a glimpse of the injury on his back!
Lu Wanwan was stunned and hurriedly walked over and asked, "Why didn't you say you were injured?"
Hearing this, Li Jingchen immediately wanted to put his shirt back on, but was angrily pulled away by Lu Wanwan.
"Li Jingchen, you insist that I owe you something, don't you?"
She was really angry now. As far as she could see, there was almost no intact place on Li Jingchen's back. They were all wounds of varying depths caused by stones. Some places were just bruises, while others were cracked.
Because it took a long time, the wound solidified and stopped bleeding.
Just looking at it like this, Lu Wanwan couldn't help trembling. She was angry that Li Jingchen stood in front of her in a critical moment, and even more angry that she would owe him!
"Wanwan, don't touch." Li Jingchen, who was already feeling a little warm, said hoarsely when he felt Lu Wanwan's fingertips gliding across his back.
Lu Wanwan felt the tension in his back, couldn't help but retract her hand, and asked angrily: "Why don't you and Xiao Wu and the others go to the village clinic first?"
"Is it serious? I can't see it myself." Li Jingchen asked.
Lu Wanwan's lips trembled slightly, wanting to scold him for not feeling the pain? But then he remembered how he could still pretend to be fine after being shot six years ago, and he knew that this man could endure pain better than ordinary people!
"Wait here!" After saying these words, Lu Wanwan turned around and went out.
After a while, she hurried back, followed by the villagers and their couples, who surrounded Li Jingchen with a series of greetings.
"Mr. Li, I didn't expect you to be injured too! This is our family's ancestral medicinal wine. It is particularly effective for trauma. Please use it!"
"Mr. Li, we don't have gauze here. We only have a box of hemostatic patches. You can make do with it!"
"Mr. Li, come here, let me help you make the medicinal wine!" The villager brother said and was about to take action.
Li Jingchen's head hurt from their noise, and he didn't want others to touch him, so he couldn't help but cast a glance at Lu Wanwan.
After Lu Wanwan received his "distress signal", he had no choice but to step forward and say: "Brothers and sisters-in-law, please give me the medicinal wine and hemostatic patches, and I will get them for him."
The villager glanced at Lu Wanwan's slender hands and said, "Miss Lu, your wrists are so thin, so you don't have much strength, right? The bruise on Mr. Li's back needs to be rubbed away hard to heal quickly."
"She can do it." Li Jingchen then added: "Every time she slaps me, she is so strong."
"..." Lu Wanwan was speechless for a moment, then said: "If you say one more thing, do you believe that I won't care about you?"
"Letter." Li Jingchen responded, with a hint of grievance in his voice. She hadn't cared about him for six years, right?