He tried to apply the medicine several times, but was unable to do so after that.

Qin Yunie didn't expect to see such a sensual scene when she opened the door. After only one glance, she quickly looked away.

Jian Er, who was focused on treating her wound, heard the door open. She looked up and her dark, deep eyes swept over her casually, carrying a strong sense of pressure. However, Qin Yune happened to look away and did not notice anything unusual.

When Jian Er saw that the person who came was Qin Yunie, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up and she smiled, "You've come."

Hearing his words, Qin Yunie looked back at him. Seeing that he had noticed her, she didn't hesitate. She raised the thermos in her hand and said softly, "Hmm, are you changing your dressing? I've come to bring you some water and see if there's anything I can help you with."

Jian Er pursed his lips, his handsome face tense, but his slightly reddened ears betrayed his feelings. "I might need your help, as I can't apply medicine to the wounds on my back myself."

Qin Yunie nodded knowingly, placed the thermos on the table, and walked over to take the medicine from his hand. He consciously shifted his body slightly to the side, displaying his broad and muscular back to her without reservation, making it easier for her to apply the medicine.

Qin Yune said softly, "It might hurt a little, I'll try to be gentle."

Qin Yune didn't actually know whether it hurt or not; she just noticed that his eyes seemed a little red, and she subconsciously assumed it was due to the irritation and pain caused by the medicine.

In Qin Yunie's view, medicine that comes into direct contact with a wound will inevitably cause pain.

Having learned from last night's experience, Qin Yunie applied the medicine as quickly as possible, but it still caused Jian Er to move slightly, and his ears turned bright red.

Qin Yunie noticed his movement and assumed it was due to pain, so she comforted him without looking up, "Does it hurt? Just bear with it for a bit, I'll be fine soon."

A low, suppressed voice came from above: "It doesn't hurt."

She was focused on applying the medicine to him and didn't notice anything unusual in his voice. It wasn't until she finished applying the medicine and looked up that she found Jian Er's ears were not only bright red, but his fair face was also flushed pink. His eyelids were slightly lowered, avoiding eye contact with Qin Yune, and his hands quickly put his clothes down, even deliberately tugging at them.

Qin Yune found it strange; judging from his reaction, it didn't seem like he was in pain.

She looked you over suspiciously for a moment and said, "Are you really alright? Do you have a fever again?"

Then I took out a thermometer from the bedside drawer to take his temperature.

Jian Er took the thermometer and calmly said, "Don't you have things to do outside? Go ahead and take care of them. I can handle the rest myself. It would be troublesome if they couldn't find you."

Although Qin Yunie was somewhat suspicious, seeing his insistence, she nodded and said, "Alright, if you need anything, just send me a message."

After saying that, he left the room.

Seeing that she had left, Jian Er no longer hid. Beneath her lowered eyelids, countless storms raged in her deep eyes, and her slender fingers caressed the thermometer.

That evening, Qin Yune prepared a meal, sent one portion to Jian Er, and put another portion in a food box, intending to deliver it to the King of Hell after dinner.

Qin Yunie carried the food box to the entrance of the Yama King's Palace. The ghost guards at the entrance saw her and said first, "Boss Qin, the Yama King has not been in the Underworld recently. He instructed that if you come, he would tell you that you don't need to send any more food."

Qin Yunie was stunned for a moment, but didn't think much of it. After all, Yama had been absent several times before. The most memorable time was when she encountered danger and Yama was still in the extreme cold.

So she nodded and said, "Then I'll go back now."

"Take care, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yunie smiled at them and then left the Yama Palace.

The two ghost messengers huddled together, watching Qin Yune's departing figure and whispering, "Why did the King of Hell tell us to tell Boss Qin that he wasn't here? The King of Hell was clearly right there."

Another ghost messenger said, "I don't understand what King Yama is thinking either. In the past, every time Boss Qin came, we didn't need to announce him. But now, even though King Yama is inside, he's making Boss Qin go back. I just can't understand it. I really can't understand it."

"Last time when Boss Qin's restaurant opened, the King of Hell spoiled Boss Qin so much! He personally wrote the plaque, gave him gifts and dozens of luminous pearls. With such a grand display, who in the underworld doesn't know that Boss Qin's backer is the King of Hell? I really don't understand what the King of Hell is thinking now."

"I vaguely overheard Judge Cui talking to Seventh Master and Eighth Master before, saying that Boss Qin hadn't delivered food for a long time, right? It was only after the King of Hell took the initiative to make peace and let Boss Qin continue delivering. That's how long it's been."

When Judge Cui came out of the Yama King's Palace, he saw the two of them huddled together whispering, so he frowned and said, "Why aren't you two keeping watch? What are you whispering about here?"

The two ghost messengers were startled when they suddenly heard Judge Cui's voice and immediately separated, instinctively calling out, "Judge Cui!"

Seeing their guilty looks, Judge Cui asked, "Hmm, what are you two talking about? Tell me."

They looked at each other, both hesitant.

Judge Cui's face fell, and he said sternly, "What are you thinking about? Speak quickly."

Another ghost shoved the ghost next to him forward, suddenly bringing him face to face with Judge Cui. Seeing himself being pushed out, the ghost cursed the other ghost in his heart before he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Boss Qin just arrived. We were just saying that King Yama is clearly inside, but he told us to tell Boss Qin that he is not in the King Yama's Palace and to send Boss Qin back."

Judge Cui's eyes widened in shock upon hearing his words. "Are you sure it was King Yama who told you to tell Miss Qin that he wasn't in the Yama Palace and to let her go back?"

The two ghost messengers looked at Judge Cui's serious face with his eyes wide open, which looked a bit funny, but neither of them dared to laugh.

They both suppressed a laugh, nodded, and replied, "Yes."

Judge Cui's face was full of doubt and confusion. "That's really strange. This is the first time that King Yama has refused Miss Qin."

After saying that, he muttered to himself, "Could it be because the King of Hell is injured and doesn't want Miss Qin to know?"

Because he spoke softly, the two ghost messengers didn't hear him clearly and asked in confusion, "Huh? Judge Cui, what did you just say?"

Judge Cui glared at him and said sternly, "Nothing, I just told you to stand guard properly! Don't go around whispering nonsense. Is the King of Hell's business something you can just discuss casually?"

Upon hearing this, their expressions changed, and they repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes, we know we were wrong. Judge Cui, please don't tell King Yama..."