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When Ding Qiyu heard this, he smiled foolishly, nodded with a pale face, "It's a little bit." Then he looked at the two ladies left and right, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "However... with your concern and distress, the effect is better than any medicine. "It's just that I was murdered, and someone who was so daring forgot the "lesson" so quickly and started joking again.Qing'er, who was handing the tools to Miss Le, didn't know whether to worry about my uncle or whether it was funny.

However, Le Zhuyi felt that someone's pale face with such a sincere smile looked even more pitiful, and she couldn't bear to hurt her any more, so she sighed silently in her heart, completely calmed down, and concentrated on treating the wound.If I listened to this person's "angry" with me a few more words, the wound would have been delayed.

Zhu Yi didn't speak, but Wei Xi couldn't help but say: "Qi Yu, stop talking, rest for a while, let Zhu Yi bandage up well." I really don't know what this idiot is thinking, they are almost dying of anxiety , but this person is in a good mood?

Ding Qiyu curled his lips at Shang Weixi's irrefutable gaze, and could only look down at his injury.Because the location of the wound is a bit high, it's really not easy to see clearly by yourself, Ding Qiyu frowned and raised his mouth unconsciously, and Xiaoying'er's cute expression and eyes when he lowered his head and tried to see his new clothes are really carved out of the same mold.Seeing that Lu Weixi was angry and funny, fortunately, the goal of making the idiot shut up was achieved.

Ding Qiyu looked at the new injury on the right, then looked at the left, this is not the first time she has suffered such a penetrating injury, the last time she was pierced by Le Mengxiao on the left shoulder in Qianli Palace, this time it just happened symmetry.But with Aunt Yu's Jade Muscle Ointment, there is no need to worry about scarring.

The stinky carpenter who affected everyone's mood shut up, and finally Le Zhuyi was able to suppress the confusion in his heart and heal Ding Qiyu's wounds calmly.The lineage of genius doctors is originally from the rivers and lakes, and there is a set of methods created through practice and exploration to treat the wounds caused by this kind of armored weapon.Even the antiseptic medicine is the only one in the world, it smells somewhat similar to wine, but not exactly the same, one can tell it is the secret recipe passed down to Zhuyi by Aunt Yu.The pain from the wound was comparable to that of disinfectant wine. Ding Qiyu gritted his teeth and endured it for a while in order to save face in front of the two wives. His pale face turned red again, but the pain quickly turned into a kind of clear The cool and comfortable feeling seems to cover up the pain of the original wound and relieve a lot.

Zhuyi treated Ding Qiyu's injury with a set of methods for treating penetrating wounds created by the genius doctor Patriarch, and evenly applied the healing medicine on Ding Qiyu's wound.Fortunately, Zhang Zhiyao's dagger was thin and thin, and the wound it caused wasn't too big.With the hemostatic medicine prepared by Zhuyi, the bleeding from the wound stopped quickly.

Le Zhuyi carefully bandaged Ding Qiyu, felt it with his fingers inch by inch if it was loose or tight, and asked the little carpenter several times when it was finished, before he was completely satisfied.After the wound was wrapped, she was soaked in thin sweat just like she went to the battlefield to capture several enemy generals alive.

After all, it was not an ordinary minor injury. Even with Zhuyi's superb medical skills and extreme care, Ding Qiyu suffered a lot during the whole process. Seeing the white cloth belt neatly and beautifully wrapped around his body, the wound was numb and numb. As long as there is no major movement to affect it, there will be only a faint and slight pain, which is completely tolerable.Ding Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the two wives, and said a little weakly: "It's wrapped, it's midnight, Zhuyi and Weixi, you all go to rest." She was also tense, obviously not more relaxed than herself.As for Xi'er, she was still standing aside while she was pregnant with the child.Both of them must be exhausted, Ding Qiyu felt distressed.

Obviously, someone forgot for a moment that his right hand was still injured.But the wives will never forget: "Your right hand is still injured!" Lu Weixi was the first to bring it up.

Le Zhuyi nodded, dipped the thin sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, got up and took out a medicine bottle from another medicine box that Qing'er carried over, and said to Lu Weixi, "Weixi needs to rest more, you go and rest first." Come on, I'll take care of the wound on her hand, I'll take care of it here." But don't be a carpenter, the children in Weixi's womb are uncomfortable again.

"It's fine, Wei Xi has already wrapped it, that's all." Ding Qiyu was afraid of disturbing the wound, so he weakly lifted the palm that Xi'er had quickly wrapped in a hurry, and interjected.

Lu Weixi did not respond to Ding Qiyu. After pondering for a while, she nodded and said to Le Zhuyi: "Then... good. Thank you, Zhuyi." She chose to leave early because she wanted to leave some space for Qiyu and Zhuyi to be alone, and looked at the bed again. Someone watching her said softly, "Let Zhuyi bandage up obediently, you know?" The tone was like coaxing a child.Many women are prone to emotional agitation when they are pregnant, but Wei Xi, who is pregnant with a child, has become more gentle recently.Perhaps it was because the child in her womb was still so young, so she followed her to the pass to suffer. Weixi always felt guilty, and she was completely reluctant to use her little emotions to influence the children.

The two wives made a decision directly without her, so what objection could Ding Qiyu have?I had to look at this and then that, and replied obediently: "Okay..." Her baby's little hand was bleeding a lot, the injury can be serious or minor, and it's really better to let the little doctor take care of it, otherwise it will affect the future What about the little ones?What's more, recently Ding Qiyu didn't find a chance to get along with Zhuyi well.If this injury not only protects Xi'er from being hurt by Zhang Zhiyao, but also buys a little alone time with Zhu Yi, no matter what, it will not be a loss.

Weixi took Qing'er away, the two of them had space to be alone again, the main injury stabilized, and the atmosphere was slightly different from the tension just now.Zhuyi brought new wound medicine and sat down in front of Ding Qiyu again. In order to keep the wound from being affected, Ding Qiyu couldn't make any big movements, so Zhuyi sat very close to her.

Although Xia Ye is not cold, facing Zhu Yi with his upper body bare, in such a solitary environment and at such a close distance, Ding Qiyu still feels a little strange.From the smell of medicine and his own blood, Ding Qiyu could quickly distinguish the fragrance of Zhuyi.Probably because of frequent dealings with medicinal materials, the fragrance on Zhuyi's body has changed a little compared to when she was in Danming Mountain, achieving a perfect combination of freshness and fragrance.Just like the person in front of him, chivalrous and charming all in one, Ding Qiyu was destined to never forget her from the first moment he saw her.

Zhu Yi came here in a hurry, she didn't pay attention to it just now, but now she took a closer look, and found that the clothes on Zhu Yi's body at the moment were dressed more casually, with a little laziness of getting up for the first time.She didn't have time to put on makeup, because of the rush or some other reason, her lips were soft pink, her pretty face was slightly flushed, but the flowers between her brows were even more delicate than those flowers.Ding Qiyu couldn't help but sigh again, her Zhuyi, no matter what, is absolutely beautiful!

Today is the first time for the little carpenter in Qianli Palace to experience the medical skills of the little doctor Xian Zhuyi.In terms of gentleness, I'm afraid it's not a trait that Zhu Yi usually possesses.But after trying it now, perhaps because of the doctor's professional skills, Ding Qiyu felt that it was more suitable and comfortable than Xi'er's tender bandage.It's not like Ding Qiyu's "heavy attack" as described by the soldiers at the door of the infirmary before.

The pain in his body was not so great, and Ding Qiyu also had many other thoughts. He looked at her face with scorching eyes, followed the blazing fragrance, subconsciously driven by Ding Qiyu's heart, and couldn't help getting closer to the beauty in front of him bit by bit. …

The shadow came over, and the little fairy doctor who was concentrating on bandaging stopped what he was doing, looked up, and saw that this person was approaching in front of him, and only then did Le Zhuyi notice the change in the atmosphere. , indeed...

The beauty raised her head, Ding Qiyu naturally didn't dare to go any further, but at such a close distance, her breathing blended together, which made Le Zhuyi's heart flutter for a while, and her complexion became more moist and delicate.Neither of them moved, they just looked at each other just a few feet away, time stagnated for a moment, and finally Zhu Yi was defeated, and said with a little awkward mouth: "You... blocked my light. "

Ding Qiyu shrugged, and pulled away a little bit embarrassedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, accidentally..."

Hearing this, Le Zhuyi didn't know whether to laugh or to be annoyed, so she calmed down her blushing heartbeat and said, "If you are injured, don't move around." This wood is really not afraid of death, even if it is injured like this, I will try my best to think about it.

"Oh..." Fearing that he could no longer control his heart, Ding Qiyu could only look away pitifully, and landed on the impermanent sword not far away. He couldn't help but think of something, turned around and asked curiously, "Hey, I sent bamboo Where is Yi's bamboo flute?" Naturally, it refers to the bamboo flute that Dan Mingshan made for Zhu Yi by himself during the Chinese New Year.

Le Zhuyi, who lowered her head, was taken aback for a moment, and Ding Qiyu's question brought her thoughts back to that New Year. Naturally, it also brought up some old hurt memories that made her heartbroken. Happily pursing her red lips, as if she didn't want to talk about it, she casually replied: "Throw it away." When this person left Danming Mountain so resolutely, Le Zhuyi really thought about throwing that bamboo flute at one point. throw it away.

Ding Qiyu looked at the beauty who had covered the wound and carefully wiped the blood on his hands. Of course, he knew that she was talking angry, but he was not angry. Instead of asking about the bamboo flute, he pointed to the impermanence sword that was put aside, feeling sad He sighed with emotion: "The red satin that Zhuyi gave me is dirty..." He pursed his lips and said anxiously, "I don't know if I can wash it clean..."

It turns out that the little carpenter...does he cherish the things he gave so much?Le Zhuyi couldn't help following her gaze, and saw that the foot of the bed was leaning on a large piece of bright red silk that was stained dark with blood, and the part of the red silk that was not stained by blood still maintained the brand-new appearance after such a long time. Brightness, it can be seen how much someone cherishes it on weekdays... Le Zhuyi only felt that his heart ached even more, mixed with emotion, he looked away and said softly: "It's just a red silk, if it gets dirty, I'll give you another one, no need to wash it gone."