Chapter 151 Favoring Taylor
That night, the second floor was full of spring, while the third floor was cold as a chill.
Taylor tried hard to block out the noise coming from downstairs.
But the sound was so penetrating that even if he blocked his ears he couldn't hear it.
And the loudest voice among them was the male's. Taylor knew that Zeref did it on purpose and was deliberately showing off to him.
In the room on the second floor, Ophelia kicked Zeref, her eyes reddening. She said strangely, "Keep your voice down."
The intensity of the scene was so great that she felt a little shy.
Zeref leaned over slightly and placed a kiss on Ophelia's lips. His voice was hoarse. "I can't help it. You're just too tempting."
"You are not allowed to do this."
Ophelia knew that males had very good hearing, and she could imagine how complicated Taylor's mood would be when he heard such a noise.
She even felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have let go.
Zeref could see that Ophelia regretted her actions, and his eyes darkened.
But he didn't dare to make too much noise this time, for fear that he would really annoy Ophelia and there would be no next time.
Finally, Ophelia stopped Zeref.
Zeref's eyes were filled with confusion. "Why?"
Ophelia said shyly, "It wouldn't be fair to Taylor if I got pregnant with your cub again."
Zeref felt somewhat dissatisfied, but was glared at by Ophelia.
She wiped the sweat off Zeref's face and praised him softly. "That's good."
Zeref felt that Ophelia was praising him like a dog, and he curled his lips helplessly.
What else can he do? He can only pamper his partner himself.
That night, Zeref was very happy.
But by the next night, his face was downcast again.
Because Ophelia's main point is to treat everyone equally.
But she still prefers Taylor and is willing to have babies for him.
"Princess, I love you." Taylor said this with red eyes and a tear rolled down his cheek.
Ophelia arched her body slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of Taylor's eyes with her white fingertips, and offered him a kiss.
"Taylor, I love you too."
"That's enough, Princess." Taylor said hoarsely.
He didn't ask for much, as long as the princess had him in her heart, even if he was not the most important one.
Ophelia seemed to see what he was thinking, and her heart skipped a beat.
She whispered in his ear and let out a breath. "Taylor, you are the most important person in my heart."
When Taylor heard Ophelia say this, his heart warmed and his nose felt sore.
Ophelia felt the heat and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
Did she say the wrong thing?
The sweat on Taylor's forehead dripped onto her cheeks.
"Princess, I am enough for you."
Seeing that Taylor was determined to get what he wanted, Ophelia had no choice but to compromise.
Zeref, who was on the third floor, naturally heard the noise below and took in Ophelia's true confession.
The second son, Daner, was full of energy and had not yet slept, so he came to Zeref's feet and wanted his father to play with him.
"Father, play with me."
Zeref was in a bad mood at the moment and was very annoyed by what he said.
He looked at Daner lying on the ground coldly and moved his feet.
You can see that the second son has similar features to Ophelia, but he finally endured it and didn't kick out.
Daner had no idea what was going on in his father's mind.
He wanted to get close to Zeref, but was stopped by that look.
"sleep!"
Daner curled his lips, knowing that his father was a man of his word, so he could only transform into an animal and return to his grass nest to sleep.
Three days later, Ophelia finally prepared twenty bottles of gold medicine and ten bottles of white medicine life-saving pills.
Just as she was waiting for Ram to pick up the goods, there was a sudden noisy noise not far away.
Ophelia looked up and saw a group of males hurriedly walking towards her, led by Laxus.
Laxus looked anxious. "Ophelia, this tribesman is injured. Can your golden medicine save him?"
Ophelia examined the male lying on the ground. He looked only about 20 years old, with a long claw mark on his lean abdomen.
The claw marks were deep, his skin was flying, and blood stained his entire body red.
"I'm not sure either."
After all, gold medicine is not a panacea. If you are really seriously injured, even gold medicine cannot save you.
"Ophelia, please, you must save my brother. He is still young and has no companions." Suddenly the male next to her grabbed Ophelia's hand.
Because he was so excited, he didn't control his strength well, and Ophelia's wrist immediately turned red.
"I can only give it a try. I can't guarantee that I can save him."
The male also knew that his brother was seriously injured, so he didn't force it.
"It's okay. As long as you're willing to help, I can accept any outcome." The male's voice trembled.
Seeing this, Ophelia sighed, poured out a white life-saving pill from the clay bottle next to her, and stuffed it into the male's mouth for him to swallow.
"Come with me."
Soon the injured male was placed in the room where Laxus had stayed the last time.
Taylor wrinkled his nose at the strong smell of blood.
But since human lives were at stake, he didn't say anything.
Ophelia took out a prescription and asked Taylor to boil it. It was a Chinese medicine bag used for disinfection and sterilization.
Then she quickly sprinkled hemostatic powder on the wound on the male's abdomen.
In just a few minutes, the bleeding from the wound stopped.
Seeing this, the young male next to him felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.
After the bleeding stopped completely, Ophelia began to wipe the blood stains around the male's wound with warm water.
After she finished wiping the dirt off the male's abdomen, Taylor came in with the prepared medicine.
Ophelia dipped a clean animal skin in the cooled decoction and repeatedly wiped the skin around the male's wound to disinfect him.
After disinfection, Ophelia covered the wound with gold powder and then wrapped it with animal skin gauze.
She took out two packets of fever-reducing medicine and handed them to the young male. "If he has a fever, boil this medicine for him to drink."
"One bowl at a time. One pack can be drunk three times. Three bowls of water can be boiled into one bowl."
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask Taylor. As long as he can hold on for three days, his life will be out of danger." Ophelia carefully instructed the injured male's brother.
The male brother nodded repeatedly in gratitude.
He took out a yellow crystal from his pocket and said, "Ophelia, this is your reward."
"You take it first, and give it to me when he's out of danger."
This male's injury was obviously more serious than his brother's last injury, so he was unsure.
This is the third time.
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