Xu Qinghuan immediately went to get the teapot from the table, but the tea poured out was cold.
Xu Qinghuan glanced at Song Chengxuan and said, "I'll change the pot of hot tea."
"As long as it's cool," Song Chengxuan raised his eyes, "Bring it over!"
Song Chengxuan is obviously different now from when he returned in uniform. Although his eyes are still clear and resolute, they still show a bit of fatigue and weakness.
The majestic Mr. Song in front of him lost his cold appearance and showed a bit of decadence, which seemed to make him a little more sentimental.
Xu Qinghuan took the tea and Song Chengxuan moved his arms, his brows immediately furrowed deeper.
"I'll serve you and drink," Xu Qinghuan hurriedly stopped her, "The wound has just been cleaned, so it's not advisable to move too much."
Before Song Chengxuan could refuse again, Qing Huan put the tea cup in her hand to his mouth.
He looked over with two deep eyes, and finally opened his lips to hold the rim of the cup. She slowly tilted the cup, and his Adam's apple moved up and down as she swallowed, which seemed a bit hurried. She tried her best to match his speed, but after all, she was
I had never done anything like this before. I was a little clumsy and didn't control the heat well. I watched a wisp of water dripping down the corner of his mouth, flowing through the chiseled jaw, and falling drop by drop into the hollow of his neck.
She was stunned for a moment. The hand holding the handkerchief didn't know whether she should move over to help him wipe away the water. As soon as she hesitated, the water droplets trickled down his chest and landed on the cloth on his chest.
The stain spread and the cloth was wet.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, hoping that Mr. Song wouldn't be so angry because of this, but if she does it again next time, she will definitely do a good job.
Song Chengxuan looked at her lowered eyes in front of him. The long eyelashes were like a fan, fanning up and down like this, as if trembling in the heart, a little itchy. He hadn't looked at her carefully since he came in, but now it seemed like
He has lost a lot of weight, probably because he is worried about Marquis Anyi.
Her biggest concern has always been the Anyi Marquis Mansion. Perhaps as a child, it is natural for her to miss her parents.
Thinking about this, Song Chengxuan was about to look away, but found that her eyes were looking down his face. He couldn't help but wonder what she was looking at.
Soon she seemed to realize that this was inappropriate, and her ears turned slightly red, like the peach blossoms that had just bloomed.
Song Chengxuan suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking a little anxious, and said, "Pour me another glass of water."
His voice came again.
Xu Qinghuan did not expect that her thoughts just now would have a chance to be confirmed so soon.
She immediately came over again with a glass of water, and it was much better this time.
Song Chengxuan still drank it all in one gulp, and there was no trace of water dripping down. Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Drinking two glasses of water may have made him feel better, as his expression was not as anxious as before.
"Let me re-bandage your wound with a cloth," Xu Qinghuan said. "I have been changing my father's dressing in the health center these days, and I have also learned a lot from medical engineering."
Song Chengxuan looked at her again, her brows filled with anxiety and worry.
This situation made most of the depression in his chest disappear.
He came out of the Chinese army's tent and went straight back here, thinking that it was time for her to come, but he didn't expect that she was stopped by Wang Yuchen as soon as she arrived outside the tent, and was delayed for a long time.
They must have something very important to say. Wang Yuchen was really courageous. He said those shameless words in his place. He really did everything possible, even resorting to cruel tactics, and then refused to return the favor.
Deliberately leaving.
Song Chengxuan ordered in a deep voice, "Where's Yong Ye? Let Yong Ye come in."
Xu Qinghuan raised her head and looked at Song Chengxuan, only to see that his eyes were dark, like a late night when a storm was approaching. Did he not want her to see the wound? But now that she was here, many things were beyond his control.
She did not leave, but went to clean her hands, and then slowly and carefully took off the half-wrapped cloth. Judging from her cautious look, she seemed to be peeling off the thin film under the egg shell, fearing that it would break with a little force.
Already.
"You must have sustained the injury while saving my father!"
Song Chengxuan said calmly, "No."
She raised her eyes, her gaze as gentle as water, as if it could resolve everything, "Then why don't you ask the doctor to come and see you? Are you afraid that Mr. Xue will know about it?"
Song Chengxuan said, "This little injury doesn't need a doctor."
"Is it necessary to clean up the superficial flesh and blood again for a small injury? Moreover, this injury is on the chest. Master Song's skill should not be injured in front of him. Maybe there was someone behind Master Song at the time and it was difficult to avoid. I heard the deputy general said
, Mr. Song carried my father up from the sea.
Master Song wanted to go to the sea to rescue people, so he could not wear armor, so he was injured. At that time, he was facing the Japanese. For the sake of the morale of the army, he could only conceal the injury. Although the armor covered the wound, he did not remove it during the battle.
The wound will become more serious if it is moist and soaked with sweat, so the wound will become more serious if it is not allowed to rest. Therefore, it is necessary to remove the slough above and then treat it.
I don't know much about this, but I can see something fishy. Mr. Xue will definitely deduce it when he sees this. I know Mr. Song is not afraid of Mr. Xue, but when the Anyi Marquis Mansion... Mr. Song treated him like this, Mr. Xue felt that
No matter how you feel comfortable, you will inevitably become even more resentful."
Song Chengxuan said, "It's just that the injury is not serious, so there is no need to make a big show of it."
Xu Qinghuan gently took away the cloth. Although he was prepared, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. In front of him was a blur of blood and flesh. The wound was deeply sunken, as if someone had cut out a piece of flesh with a knife, and blood was still flowing out.
, it was obviously hurt inside. She stared at the injury blankly and didn't say anything for a long time. When she came to her senses, she re-applied the clean cloth without saying a word, wrapped it with cloth towels, and fixed it.
"It's better to ask the doctor to come and take a look," she pursed her lips, "What if it gets serious again?"
She lowered her head, losing her usual arrogance, and her eyes were full of guilt. When bandaging him, her fingertips lightly touched his body, which was cold.
Xu Qinghuan frowned, "You seem to have a fever."
His skin was hot, as if it was burning. She put her palm on his forehead again, and it was indeed already a little burning.
"I'll go ask the doctor." She stood up and was about to leave, but she only felt her wrist tighten, and a man's big hand held her firmly.
She turned her head and met Song Chengxuan's eyes. His eyes seemed to be shimmering with light, and seemed to be covered with a layer of mist that could not be blown away.
There is a huge difference in their strength. As long as he doesn't agree, she will naturally not be able to get out of here.
"I'm... worried about you." She explained softly.
"Yongye has already gone to prepare medicine," Song Chengxuan said. "He has been following me these years, and it is common for him to treat injuries."
Xu Qinghuan's eyes fell on the wound again, "The bleeding has not stopped, and the bandage is not careful enough." It can be seen that Yong Ye has only scratched the surface.
"Originally it stopped," Song Chengxuan said, "It's just that I accidentally opened the wound a little more."
Just...when was it?
Could it be that Song Chengxuan was referring to the conversation she had with Wang Yuchen outside just now?