Feeling that his body was almost recovered and feeling a little hungry again, Tong Yan got up and went to the table to eat.
There is still a soreness in my right shoulder and arm, and there are still tiny stings where the hidden weapon was inserted. However, the wound has not healed completely over the course of a day and night. It is normal to feel pain when I move.
She didn't pay attention to the discomfort, sat down and slowly drank the meat porridge that He Zhan had just brought.
However, He Zhan saw that she was only wearing a white coat, so he picked up the coat hanging aside and put it on her, nagging like an elder.
"Why don't you get dressed before getting out of bed? You're just too injured to catch the cold."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Tong Yan sipped the porridge and responded vaguely. He raised his head when the bowl was at the bottom, "You didn't go on patrol today. Did you ask for leave?"
He Zhan: "Please give me a few days. If you don't wake up, you need someone to take care of you."
"Were you and Xiao Lou injured the night before?"
"It's just a minor injury. It will be fine after taking some medicine." He came over to clean up the dishes. Seeing that she had eaten very cleanly, he asked, "Would you like another bowl?"
"No, you should not eat too much if you are fasting for too long." Tong Yan waved his hand and refused, continuing the topic, "Then you should go on patrol as usual tomorrow."
He Zhan stopped moving his hands, looked up at her, and said uneasily: "Don't worry about patrolling. I want to wait until your injury is completely healed before going."
"If you are absent from work for too long, the task reward will be deducted. There are only a few days left in the month. It is not worth the deduction of wages for this little thing." When he thought that a lot of deductions would be made from his salary, Tong Yan felt like he was thinking of himself.
It was as heartbreaking as losing my money, and I firmly disagreed with his behavior of distributing money.
"I'll be fine if I have another day off tomorrow, and I'll have to work normally. You just have to go one day earlier than me."
The amount of spiritual stones rewarded in this mission was not worth their attention at all, but Tong Yan's attitude was too firm. He Zhan rarely disobeyed her words. Although he was a little reluctant at this time, he nodded in agreement.
In the afternoon, He Zhan went out, and Tong Yan was the only one left in the room. She lay down again not long after she woke up, so she was not sleepy at all. She stared at the beams with her eyes blankly, and soon she fell into a daze.
Knock knock knock!
She didn't know how much time had passed, but a knock on the door barely brought her back to her thoughts.
"The door is unlocked, please come in." She sat up and looked at the door with a look of sadness, letting people outside push the door in.
The door was pushed open by a big hand with clear joints, and a piece of crimson clothes broke in first, followed by slender thighs, a dark red belt, some loose and casual clothes... and a familiar face.
"Eh?! Master, why are you here?" After seeing the person clearly, Tong Yan was surprised. Although she sent a message to him, she only told him what happened the night before yesterday and did not mention anyone coming over.
And the speed was too fast. She didn’t send it out until she woke up today, and within two hours, the person showed up.
As expected, the speed of the Nascent Soul realm is extraordinary, many times faster than when the flying boat arrived.
After entering the door, Shang Xun's face was pale and expressionless. His eyes glanced around Tong Yan, who was half sitting, his expression was gloomy but showed no emotion.
When the master came, Tong Yan naturally couldn't sit as he did just now. He asked the master to sit down, lifted the quilt with one hand, and got out of bed.
"Don't move." Shang Xun frowned and stopped her, "Lie back."
Tong Yan, who was sitting by the bed, paused when he was about to put on his shoes, raised his head to observe his expression, and finally quietly retracted his feet and sat cross-legged on the bed.
When she came to the bedside, Shang Xun looked down at her. Being stared at with such oppressive eyes, Tong Yan couldn't help but feel an inexplicable guilty conscience. Her scalp was numb and she didn't dare to say a word.
Shang Xun first looked away, pulled the quilt that had been turned aside, and covered her crossed legs.
"Why didn't I tell you about the injury?" There were more than a hundred words in her message, but not a single word mentioned that she was injured and had been unconscious for a day and a night. Shang Xun felt angry and depressed.
Unexpectedly, the first sentence he spoke was to question her for not telling her about the injury. Tong Yan looked at Shang Xun and made a mistake. In fact, the injury was not serious, he was just in a coma due to excessive use of his brain...
Now that he's awake, there's no need to tell him specifically, Tong Yan thought, and weakly defended himself under Shang Xun's sharp eyes, "Everything is fine... It doesn't matter if you don't tell me."
After receiving this agreement, Shang Xun's face gradually darkened, and a look of irritability flashed in his eyes. He used to be very satisfied with Tong Yan's independent character, because it never brought him trouble or constraints. When he got interested, he would teach him a few words and be lazy.
Just let her go and let her explore on her own.
She never complained that her master was incompetent and had no one to teach her, so she just spent the whole day looking up classics by herself, regardless of whether he was free or not, and just repeated the practice in a dull manner every day, never doing much.
Now, she wouldn't even mention something as serious as being injured and comatose to herself, as if she didn't even care about the injury.
Is it really not important that she is injured, or does she feel that her matter has nothing to do with her.
In her heart, her own position was not as important as the younger brother she raised beside her.
After realizing this, Shang Xun felt his heart congested. He lowered his eyes and said without emotion, "Let me see how your injuries are."
Tong Yan didn't know what the other party was thinking. When he heard that Shang Xun wanted to check his injuries, he repeated what He Zhan said when he woke up.
"I'm a little out of strength. My consciousness has been used too much. I can recover after a day's rest." Tong Yan said, thinking of the wound on his shoulder, and added, "I was hit by a hidden weapon on my shoulder. The wound hasn't healed yet, and there are still some wounds.
pain."
"Which shoulder, front or back?" Shang Xun frowned when he heard her say she felt pain and asked without hesitation.
Tong Yan didn't think much, thinking that he was just asking, and pointed to the position of his right shoulder with his left hand, "Here, on the back, there is a tingling pain from time to time, and there is still some numbness in the right arm. It should be because the wound has not healed yet."
It will hurt. I moved several times just now and I don’t know if there are any lacerations.”
She said and turned around to look, but found she couldn't see and had to turn back.
Shang Xun leaned to the side and looked at her right shoulder. The middle coat was as white as snow, and it seemed that it was not torn or bleeding.
"Where's the medicine?" Shang Xun looked at it for a moment, then suddenly reached out to her to ask for ointment to apply to the wound.
Tong Yan was stunned by his sudden question and quickly realized that he was going to change her dressing. However, when He Zhan left, he didn't tell her where the ointment was. She quickly looked around and found nothing.
Items that appear to be medicine bottles.
He couldn't help but said in embarrassment: "It seems not."
There was a wound but no ointment. Shang Xun couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied, "Who healed your wound?"
He was so stingy that he didn't even want to leave a bottle of ointment to her.
"I heard from He Zhan that it's Elder Qu." Seeing that his face looked bad, Tong Yan replied carefully.
Shang Xun made a note of this person, looked for him with a cold face, and after a while he found a bottle of ointment for treating trauma.
He raised his head and accidentally bumped into Tong Yan who was looking at him, his eyes clear and focused. He paused for a moment, and his mind suddenly wandered for a moment. He quickly looked away, suppressed his palpitations, and calmly ordered: "Expose the wound."
At this time, Tong Yan belatedly thought that to expose the wound, she would have to take off her clothes. Although only half of her shoulder was exposed, there was a strange sense of shame surrounding her.
She was feeling coy in her heart, biting her lip and making no move. Shang Xun was worried that her wound had no medicine at all. Seeing that she didn't move, his voice couldn't help but become stern.
"I can't take it off if you want me to."
As soon as these words came out, Tong Yan's face flushed with shock. He grabbed his collar with both hands to prevent him from doing anything, and said hurriedly: "I'll do it myself!"