After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Si Jiu was helped by Wen Baizhi to sit in front of the mirror.

The last time such a scene appeared was during the autumn hunting season.

That was when Wen Baizhi crowned Si Jiu and gave him a name.

Si Jiu felt more and more embarrassed as he looked at his face in the mirror which looked more haggard and thinner than before.

He subconsciously moved left and right on the stool, moving his shoulders back and forth without looking into the mirror.

Wen Baizhi stood behind him and naturally saw all his actions.

She was behind him, reaching out to straighten his shoulders.

Use your own strength to stabilize his body.

"Okay, little Zijin, I'm going to comb your hair, so stop moving around."

She reminded him out loud, and Si Jiu really didn't move.

Wen Baizhi touched the top of his head with satisfaction, and then touched his forehead.

It's still very hot.

She began to regret that she was worried that the medicine might be burned, so she put it aside and did not give it to Si Jiu immediately. Instead, she took him to comb his hair.

Wen Baizhi used a comb to apply some hair oil.

When I smelled it carefully, I found it was the scent of osmanthus.

The disappeared autumn once again breaks into their hearts.

Wen Baizhi combs her hair carefully and gently.

She even massaged his head slowly.

Because she still had to take medicine, Wen Baizhi didn't delay too long. After combing Si Jiu's hair once, she combed it and put on the hairpin she chose.

"Very handsome, not bad."

After everything was over, Wen Baizhi looked at Si Jiu in the mirror with great satisfaction.

But Si Jiu felt that himself in the mirror was so ugly.

His cheeks were so thin that they were barely able to hold any flesh, and the darkness under his eyes was still very obvious, and his eyes were lifeless.

All of these were things that Si Jiu found ugly.

But Wen Baizhi said.

She said he was handsome.

Even yesterday she said she liked him.

Since Si Jiu woke up this morning, he has been thinking about what Wen Baizhi said yesterday.

At the end he began to doubt whether it was just an illusion caused by the fever.

In fact, Wen Baizhi didn't say anything.

He couldn't really ask her for confirmation.

Wen Baizhi saw him sitting still and was worried that if he continued like this, the medicine would really get cold.

So he went to pull him up.

When Si Jiu saw the hand she stretched out to him, he followed his instinct and took her hand before standing up.

It was just the sudden change in body position that made him a little dizzy.

Wen Baizhi saw him closing his eyes in pain and hugged his waist.

"Take your time, there's no rush. We're going to take our medicine."

With her help, Si Jiu sat back at the table.

Cuizhi brought not only medicine to drink, but also an ointment for applying to pimples that Rong Heng specially prepared.

In Rong Heng's words, you have to take the medicine, but the lump is more important.

Wen Baizhi was thinking in her mind how to start the conversation later.

While talking, he pushed the medicine bowl in front of Si Jiu.

"I feel the side of the bowl and estimate that the medicine should not be hot anymore. Try drinking it in small sips."

Si Jiu picked up the medicine bowl, took a sip and when he felt it was not hot, he drank the rest of the medicine.

When it comes to taking medicine, it can be said that he is very cooperative.

Wen Baizhi touched his head as a reward, and handed him the candied fruit that Cuizhi had brought and that she had specifically asked for.

"I know it's hard for you to eat anything with your high fever, and you'll easily vomit if you eat, so I didn't let you eat anything before taking the medicine.

But now that you have finished your medicine, it is okay to eat a small candied fruit. "

She always liked to use candied fruits to comfort him when he was taking medicine.

Even though he actually had no sense of taste, she still insisted on this.

Si Jiu held the candied fruit in his mouth, feeling the sensation of the candied fruit melting in his mouth.

Wen Baizhi looked at his cooperation with satisfaction.

My peripheral vision caught sight of the jar of ointment.

She was very conflicted and didn't know how to start.

But she forgot that while she was paying special attention to Si Jiu, Si Jiu was also paying attention to her in every way.

Therefore, all her conflicted expressions were seen by Si Jiu.

He kept wondering if she realized that his confession to him yesterday was just a momentary impulse.

She might say something like "I'm sorry."

Then tell him not to take yesterday's confession too seriously.

They might even add that they will be very good friends in the future.

Is that so? She would say so.

Although he had no sense of taste, the medicine still stimulated his fragile stomach due to the high fever after entering his stomach.

In addition, he was constantly thinking about the worst possible outcome, which made his stomach hurt even more.

He slowed his breathing and looked at Wen Baizhi, who tried to speak but didn't say anything several times.

He felt that he was the prisoner waiting for the executioner to execute him.

As long as she gave the order, his heart would disintegrate into countless pieces.

Just when both of them were at a loss for words, Wen Baizhi spoke up and broke the deadlock.

"Zijin, do you know where your pimple is?"

pimple?

Si Jiu's slow brain reacted.

"It should be the inner thigh."

Wen Baizhi simply explained: "It is indeed on the inner thigh. There are even some very deep lumps. You can't see them, but Rong Heng saw them when he examined you."

Only then did Si Jiu realize that Rong Heng had examined his entire body yesterday.

After he purified himself, he rarely let others see his body.

After all, he didn't want to see his body in such a miserable state.

But Rong Heng was the one who treated him after all.

All dignity is false before life and death.

Suddenly, he looked fiercely at Wen Baizhi.

Wen Baizhi knew what Si Jiu wanted to ask in an instant.

She quickly said, "But don't worry, I didn't see it when Rong Heng examined you."

Si Jiu felt relieved.

But Wen Baizhi was stumped.

Si Jiu takes his body so seriously that it's almost impossible for me to have access to him.

But in order for him to get better quickly, Wen Baizhi had no choice but to face the challenge.

"But Zijin, what if, what if I said that Rong Heng also made an ointment for you, specifically for applying those pimples."

Si Jiu naturally also saw the jar of ointment on the table that he had never seen before.

I didn't know that Rong Heng did this to wipe his pimples.

He said, "Then I will definitely apply the ointment as he says."

Wen Baizhi bit her lip: "But Zijin, many bumps are in places you can't see, and you may not be able to do it yourself. So..."

She said no more.

But Si Jiu knew very well that she was hesitant to speak.

What she meant was that he needed her to help him apply the ointment.

You can even apply the ointment on the inner side of your thigh.

The closest place to there.

Where all the shame and nightmare began.

Si Jiu wanted to get up, wanted to walk away, wanted to refuse, even wanted to scream.

But he just remained silent.

Countless misfortunes have been imposed on him by fate, but now he just remains silent.

Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Wen Baizhi panicked.

She touched Si Jiu's hands and face.

"Zijin, please tell me, I don't necessarily have to help you apply the ointment. I know you can do it yourself. I just, I'm a little worried."

She explained incoherently, and her cautious appearance made Si Jiu feel distressed for no reason.