Chapter 102: We're childhood sweethearts, right?
When Doctor Liu saw this, he immediately squatted down to help Wangcai check the wound.
Wangcai was not very familiar with the doctor in the Liu Mansion, and he grinned again.
Wenjiu simply covered Wangcai's eyes: "Do you still want to eat duck legs? Huh? Be good, I'll give you duck legs right after I treat your wound!"
Wangcai seemed to be particularly tolerant of Wenjiu. He would start wagging his tail when he heard her talking. Even though his eyes were covered, he was not in a hurry.
Doctor Liu looked at Wen Jiu in surprise. This Miss Wen did have some abilities after all. Wangcai, who was by the master's side, was someone who absolutely could not be touched in the Fourth Prince's Mansion.
It is one thing that the dog is ferocious in itself, but more importantly, he is the prince's treasure.
I heard that the Eighth Master bullied Wangcai in the past and was severely punished by the Fourth Master. In the end, even the Eighth Master apologized to Wangcai.
Normally, Lord Beile wouldn't even allow others to touch Wangcai, but now, Wangcai and Miss Wen were very close, but the master seemed not to notice.
After collecting his thoughts, the doctor of the Liu Mansion lowered his head to help Wangcai check the wound. After a while, he gently exhaled: "Master, fortunately, there is no injury to the vital parts. You don't have to worry too much. However, this wound still needs to be treated. I think the outer hair needs to be shaved to make it easier to apply the medicine. It will be healed in a few days."
Having said this, he took out a razor from his medicine box and hesitated for a moment.
Wenjiu took the knife and handed it to the Fourth Master without thinking.
"Master, please come here. Wangcai will be scared if he comes here."
The Fourth Master subconsciously took the razor from Wenjiu's hand, but then he felt something was wrong.
What was this? Was he the master, or was she?
How did she manage to order herself around openly?
"I dare not trouble the master, so let me do it?" Doctor Liu was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he immediately wanted to take the knife from the Fourth Master's hand.
"Wangcai will be scared if you hold a knife, so let me do it." After saying that, Wenjiu looked at the Fourth Master, somewhat confused as to why he was standing there motionless.
"Hehe, you are quite brave." The Fourth Master gave Wenjiu a cold look, but did not refuse. He squatted down and shaved Wangcai's hair.
Wenjiu thought for a moment and immediately thanked him: "Thank you for the compliment, Master. I'm not very courageous, but I'm not afraid of Wangcai. We are childhood sweethearts. After all, I've known Wangcai since he was a child."
In the original owner's memory, it seemed that he had tried to please Wangcai, but Wangcai always ignored him.
I don’t know how Wenjiu caught Wangcai’s eye. Could it be that I fed it roast duck twice?
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you use the term childhood sweethearts like this?" The Fourth Master's brows were furrowed, and for a moment he forgot about the work that Wen Jiu had asked him to do.
Wen Jiu: "Why, Master, do you think something is wrong?"
The Fourth Master said with a sluggish face: "Looking around, is there anyone in the entire Qing Dynasty like you, claiming to have a childhood sweetheart relationship with a dog? If you dare to talk nonsense again, you can go down and walk on your own."
Wenjiu curled his lips after hearing this, and suddenly thought of something. He leaned closer to the Fourth Master and said, "Even if you're not childhood sweethearts with Wangcai, you're still childhood sweethearts with me, right? We've known each other since we were less than ten years old."
After hearing this, the Fourth Master glared at Wenjiu, pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head, picked up the razor and went to shave Wangcai's hair.
Wen Jiu glanced at the heart that appeared above his head and smiled even more broadly. Tsk tsk, a man who looks and feels differently.
Although the Fourth Master was also a martial artist, he didn't know how to use the razor. He tried a few times and shaved off a few small tufts of hair, but he couldn't find the right method.
Seeing that he seemed to be getting serious, Wen Jiu was shaving harder and harder. Finally, he couldn't help it and took the razor from the Fourth Master's hand: "Master, it's better to shave against the direction of the knife, which is more convenient, faster and less painful."
As he spoke, Wenjiu raised his knife and shaved off all the hair around Wangcai's wound.
The Fourth Master didn't show it on his face, but he was actually surprised in his heart. He didn't know where Wen Jiu had learned the skill of shaving hair, and his technique was very skillful. It was really strange.
And then there was Wangcai. Siye felt he knew Wangcai well; he wasn't exactly gentle with people. While he wouldn't bite, he didn't like people getting close to him, and it was rare to see him this clingy.
Even though Wenjiu was holding a weapon, it didn't resist at all and let Wenjiu shave its hair with its wholehearted trust.
For a moment, I couldn't help but stare at the warm wine.
Wenjiu didn't pay any attention to the Fourth Master at all. She was helping the doctor from the Liu Mansion clean Wangcai's wound, apply medicine and bandage it.
After the two of them were busy, Wangcai's shocking wound had been wrapped with white gauze.
For some reason, Wangcai became happy and started to have fun in the carriage.
Hanging this white gauze around the neck is really too funny. Wen Jiu couldn't help laughing out loud: "Wearing the dog world's circle of shame, why are you still so happy? Aren't you afraid that your friends will laugh at you, hahaha..."
Wangcai groaned twice and lay down next to the warm wine, seeming quite dissatisfied.
This made Wenjiu laugh even more happily, and the man and the dog had a lot of fun for a while.
When the Fourth Master heard Wenjiu talking, his brows furrowed again. He could understand every word, but putting them together was really confusing.
What is the circle of shame? What are Wangcai's friends, and why are they being laughed at?
After thinking for a long time, the Fourth Master still didn't understand, but it was not convenient for him to ask directly.
I held it in for a while, and when I turned around, I saw that the man and the dog had calmed down.
It was unknown when Doctor Liu got off the car. Wenjiu was now lying on the mat with his head tilted. His little face was deformed by the pressure. His hand was still touching Wangcai's head, and his breathing was even.
Wangcai's eyes were half closed at this moment, and he looked drowsy.
The Fourth Master couldn't help but be distracted as he watched. When he came back to his senses, he had already covered Wenjiu with the blanket.
After realizing what he had done, the Fourth Master really wanted to slap himself.
The woman in front of me looks so clever and well-behaved now that she is asleep, but she was originally a ruthless person who climbed into bed with someone else. How could I be possessed and feel that the years are peaceful and good?
This woman's face must be so deceptive.
Subconsciously, he glanced at Wenjiu again. Now she seemed to be more mature. Her eyelashes were so long and fluffy, and even with her eyes closed, she gave off a tranquil and beautiful feeling.
The Fourth Master knew that as soon as these eyes opened, a hint of charm would emanate from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, and the beauty between the beds was breathtaking.
As he thought about it, his throat tightened and he subconsciously looked towards those lips.
Her red lips were plump, pink and tender, and were slightly open.
The Fourth Master had originally wanted to remind himself not to be seduced by beauty, but as he looked at her, he felt that she was truly charming when she was silent, and he couldn't help but reach out and poke her fair and tender cheek.
"Oh, that's so annoying."
Wenjiu was sleeping soundly and felt as if there was a fly, so he slapped it.
With a snap, the Fourth Master felt a pain in his hand and subconsciously retracted it. His expression suddenly turned cold: "Warm! Wine!"
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