The mortal villain dressed as an otome game

The night gradually faded, and the sky has become hazy white.

The scene of the misty morning light dyes everything in the world with a cool blue tone.

Sure enough, under the repeated "anti-reconnaissance" operations by the little wolf, the demon king lost him.

He stood alone by the bridge, looking at the white mist above the water, and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

If he had known this, he should have stayed directly at the ancient temple, instead of following the two of them step by step.

In vain.

How should I put it, he is indeed the kid he likes.

Even if he fought continuously all night and ran away for a long time overnight, the wolf spirit still had the strength to hold the fairy and move forward at a high speed.

This kind of endurance, even in the wolf clan, is really superior.

In the last glance, Mozun saw from a distance that the little fairy girl had already passed out from exhaustion, and she was leaning limply in the wolf spirit's arms like a boneless noodle.

This time, it is estimated that the two of them have already returned to the ancient temple.

Mozun uncomfortably tugged at the hairband, and let Ren Yanchi's meticulously combed hair loose.

Unexpectedly, Ren Yanchi's hair is not smooth, but has explosive curly hair!

As soon as the headband was untied, his entire head flew around like fried hair, and the circumference of his head increased several times in an instant.

Okay, no wonder Ren Yanchi's hair is always combed meticulously, this messy hair is really not elegant.

But, who cares.

Mozun casually hooked the corners of his mouth, as long as he was comfortable.

Letting his hair loose, shaking his neck from side to side, Mo Zun headed straight to the ancient temple outside the city with a plan in mind.

……

In the underground camp, many people gathered densely.

The small fortification was originally only a small team, but now more than 40 people are crammed in!

Among them were 32 people brought by Uncle Ding, as well as eight doctors from the pharmacy who had narrowly escaped death.

Including Shi Yue, the Jing family brothers and Qiu Asi, there are a total of 44 people in the camp.

Resources are definitely not enough.

But now everyone has no place to go, so they can only stay here first.

Fortunately, there are doctors who have rectified the eight classics, and everyone's injuries can finally be treated more effectively, and they no longer need to rely too much on healing techniques.

On the one hand, with the help of Yan Fei and Daqing, Master Haizhuang applied the hard-won bone-creating elixir to Uncle Ding.

On the other side, Haimei and another female doctor were seeing Shi Yue together.

Jing Yunchu was leaning against the wall, his scarlet eyes fell faintly on Shi Yue's face, the breath around him was so cold that it was about to freeze, and his complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink.

In his low pressure, Haimei frowned, and took Shi Yue's pulse seriously.

"The pulse condition is vacant, the spleen and lungs are damaged, the spiritual power is deficient, and the internal friction is serious... There is also a lot of blood loss."

Another female doctor gently raised Shi Yue's wrist and looked carefully.

"Ligament damage, dislocation of joints, skin abrasions."

The two of them talked to each other, and they finished reading Shi Yue's injury in a short while.

One-stop service for seeing a doctor and prescribing medicine, and the pills were quickly delivered to Shi Yue's mouth.

Fighting is what the wolves need most, and they, pharmacists, naturally always have medicines for internal injuries.

As for Shi Yue's injured hand, Haimei is really a ruthless person. Before Jing Yunchu could speak, she grabbed Shi Yue's finger Shi Shiran, snapped it off, and returned to her position.

Crunch and crisp!

Then, Shi Yue woke up in pain as a matter of course.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she screamed out pain without any image, which attracted a lot of attention.

Jing Yunchu cast a displeased glance at Haimei, but in the end he didn't blame her too much.

After all, such things as breaking fingers are indeed very common in the wolf clan.

The wolves are good at fighting, and bumps and bumps are indispensable. Not to mention breaking fingers, breaking arms and thighs are also common things.

It hurt for a while, and it passed after a while, and no one used anesthetics.

Before, when he was injured, he never yelled the word "pain".

However, Shi Yue is different.

She is not a member of the wolf clan, and her endurance does not have such a high threshold.

Seeing the moment she woke up in pain, he felt as if he felt it, and his heart was blocked and uncomfortable.

She shouldn't have suffered.

On the other hand, Haimei, still acting like a normal person, skillfully prescribes medicine for Shi Yue.

Meeting Shi Yue's pitiful eyes, Haimei's heart softened, and she comforted her:

"It's okay, it's okay, the pain will pass after a while, you should take care of it first, don't lift heavy objects recently, if you can't move your fingers and wrists, don't move, I'll fix it for you, within seven days, you will definitely recover .”

Saying that, Jaime suddenly thought of something, and added:

"Also don't get it in water, this medicine can't touch water, if you want to wash your face, just... just ask someone to help you, just wipe it with a towel."

After saying that, Haimei's eyes fell on the cold Jing Yunchu.

The meaning is obvious: Your Highness, I will trouble you next.

After explaining about the hand injury, Haimei explained in detail the precautions for taking care of the internal injury, telling Shi Yue to be careful about this and that. In short, it is nothing more than drinking more water, resting more, maintaining a good mood and avoiding food. .

The precautions for sick numbers are basically the same.

After seeing off Haimei and the female doctor, the little wolf, who was about to merge with the wall, finally moved.

He glanced at Shi Yue's small bed calmly, stretched his long legs, and sat directly on the ground at the head of Shi Yue's bed, with his arms close to her bedside.

Shi Yue was lying down and he was sitting, the distance between them was less than half a meter.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him curiously, "Why are you sitting here, you will regret it if you catch a cold and make your stomach hurt."

Jing Yunchu: "..."

She still had the strength to make a joke.

He is a wolf, his body is not that fragile, and he is fine if he just sleeps on the floor.

He sighed softly, held Shi Yue's injured hand, and rubbed the shape of the bandage with his fingertips, with a soft voice, as if begging:

"Just let me sit here with you for a while, okay?"

Shi Yue froze for a moment, the little wolf seemed to be in a bad state, could it be because he felt distressed?

How can she refuse to meet the other party's eyes? This is clearly a sincere and coquettish dog's eyes!

"Of course that's what I want."

She smiled, and lightly touched the callus on his palm with her stiff fingertips.

Perhaps because of holding two swords, the calluses on his palms are very thick, which doesn't match the appearance of a handsome young man, but she likes it very much.

Faced with Shi Yue's exaggerated jokes, Xiao Lang finally shed the coldness from his body.

"If it hurts, just tell me, you just took the medicine, it's better to sleep more, don't worry, I will stay here all the time."

His tone was soft, as if he was coaxing a cuddly young wolf cub.

But Shi Yue blinked, and asked solemnly: "Wait a minute, what about Uncle Ding, have you used the bone-creating elixir? Has his fever subsided?"

As she said that, she poked Xiaolang on the shoulder, "Why are you just guarding me? Go and see Uncle Ding. There are so many people in the camp, so they all have to be settled properly."

The little wolf smiled helplessly, the little lunatic was quite able to worry.

"Uncle Ding's injury is lighter than yours, so don't worry."

Shi Yue puffed her lips, and asked again: "What about my brother? Did Master Hai and the others show my brother? How long will it take for him to wake up?"

"I don't know yet."

Jing Yunchu tilted his head slightly, and leaned his head against Shi Yue's bed, his face almost touching her ear, causing Shi Yue to turn his head sideways.

She was silent, and comforted in a gentle voice: "It's okay, my brother is lucky, and he will definitely wake up soon."

As soon as she finished speaking, the tip of her ear was lightly pecked.

Before she could react to the feeling, the little wolf's lips had already left.