Qin Jiuci's back looks very nice, with fair skin and smooth and graceful curves. Well... it's as beautiful as his face.
Wanyue touched her chin, a hint of admiration flashing across her eyes.
After admiring Qin Jiuci's beautiful back for a while, Wanyue turned her eyes away and reached out to untie the gauze wrapped around Qin Jiuci's back.
Qin Jiuci's reaction was quite violent. He covered his chest with his hands, his eyes filled with shock, and his face was red almost to the neck.
Wanyue rolled her eyes and pointed to the side, "Look, a flying saucer!"
Although Qin Jiuci didn't know what a 'flying saucer' was, he was still distracted and turned his head to look to the side.
Wanyue took advantage of this opportunity, quickly reached out, and neatly untied the gauze wrapped around Qin Jiuci's back.
Without the gauze blocking her view, Wanyue could clearly see the whole picture behind Qin Jiuci.
The situation today was slightly better than when she brought the person back yesterday.
The wounds, big and small, have healed a little and don't look so scary anymore.
But...what's with the medicine powder all over my back?
So you, little liar, really did play with the drugs, right?
At this time, Qin Jiuci also realized that he had been deceived. Feeling Wanyue's gaze on his back, he felt a little at a loss. His hands hung at his sides, tightly clutching the quilt.
Wanyue took out a piece of clean gauze from the table beside the bed, reached out to Qin Jiuci's back with the gauze, and began to wipe the medicine powder on his back.
Wanyue's movements were very gentle, completely different from the fierce expression on her face.
Qin Jiuci was always nervous, his attention all focused on what was behind him.
Carefully wiping off the excess powder on Qin Jiuci's back, Wanyue put down the gauze in her hand, picked up the gauze she had just taken off and placed next to her, carefully bandaged Qin Jiuci's wound, and finally tied a bow on Qin Jiuci's chest.
Wanyue nodded in satisfaction.
Yeah, it looks good.
Qin Jiuci stared at the bow on his chest in a daze, his expression a little dazed.
It turns out that Miss Zhu took off his clothes just to help him re-bandage his wound.
He thought...
Qin Jiuci shook his head violently, trying to get rid of the thoughts in his head.
How could he miss Miss Zhu so much!
Wanyue blinked. What happened to the little liar?
He was in a daze for a while and then shook his head.
Could it be that applying too much medicine triggered some sequelae?
Wanyue instantly became anxious. She stretched her neck to get closer to Qin Jiuci, staring at his face without blinking. "Qin Jiuci, are you feeling unwell?"
Qin Jiu raised his head and looked at Wanyue, smelling the faint floral fragrance floating in the air, and the thoughts in his mind popped up uncontrollably.
Miss Zhu...is caring about him.
Miss Zhu... do you like him?
Once this idea came out, it was like a wild horse running wildly in Qin Jiuci's mind, making him a little dazed.
Likewise, his heart was beating fast.
It hit his chest violently again and again, and a numbing feeling gradually spread to his limbs and bones, and it didn't stop for a long time.
Wanyue's head slowly tilted to the side, and her gaze at Qin Jiuci changed from looking straight at him to looking sideways.
Wanyue blinked, a puzzled look on her face.
What happened to the little liar?
Why did you start laughing?
Also, why is his face as red as a tomato?
Could it be that the little liar was really poisoned and stupid by the side effects of the medicine?
Thinking of this, Wanyue quickly sat up straight and slapped the quilt heavily with her hand. What an unscrupulous doctor! He actually prescribed fake medicine!
This person has gone crazy from taking drugs!
Unforgivable!
Wanyue rolled up her sleeves and secretly prepared to settle the score with the unscrupulous doctor from yesterday.
But the most important thing now is to find out Qin Jiuci's condition, to see how serious the poisoning is and whether he can be saved.
"Qin Jiuci." Wanyue raised her hand and waved it in front of Qin Jiuci's eyes. "Can you hear me?"
Qin Jiuci came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly, "Miss Zhu, I can hear you."
He was in a daze in front of Miss Zhu again. Would Miss Zhu think he was impolite?
Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Qin Jiuci's answer. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with her ears.
Wanyue turned her raised hand and pointed at the bed where they were sitting. "Qin Jiuci, what is this?"
Qin Jiuci lowered his head to glance at the bed Wanyue was pointing at, his expression puzzled. Why did Miss Zhu ask him that?
Although he was confused, Qin Jiuci still answered Wanyue's question seriously, "Miss Zhu, this is the bed."
Wanyue pointed to the side again, "What's that?"
Qin Jiuci: "Table."
"What about that one over there?"
"Miss, please give me the half piece of cake that you didn't finish."
Wanyue was stunned and turned to look at what she was pointing at. It was a piece of uneaten osmanthus cake on the plate.
Well, it seems the little liar hasn't lost his common sense.
Wanyue jumped off the bed, holding up the hem of her skirt, walked to the center of the room, picked up the plate of pastries on the table, turned around, walked over and climbed onto the bed.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wanyue picked up half a piece of cake from the plate, brought it to her mouth and took a bite.
From Qin Jiuci's perspective, he saw the corners of Wanyue's eyes slightly curved.
It seems that Miss Zhu really likes to eat this kind of worldly pastries.
But there is no such pastry in Xuanmen. Where can he get it to give to Miss Zhu?
Qin Jiuci went through all the places in Xuanmen in his mind and finally locked on the dining hall of Xuanmen.
They all cook. There should be a senior brother in the cafeteria who can make worldly pastries, right?
Next to her, Wanyue finished her pastry and placed the empty plate on the bedside table.
When I turned around, I saw Qin Jiuci looking thoughtful.
Wanyue's eyes rolled around a few times, and after trying to hold it back for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Qin Jiuci, what are you thinking about?"
Qin Jiuci smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."
Wanyue: "......"
Oh, forget it, I won’t ask again in the future.
Wanyue clapped her hands, turned around, and jumped out of bed. Qin Jiuci's eyes followed Wanyue. Wanyue put on her shoes and stood up, raising a hand and pointing out the window. "It's getting late, time to go to bed."
Especially since you are a little liar and a sick person, sleep and rest are very important.
"I'm sleeping next door, call me if you need anything."
After saying that, Wanyue turned and left.
Before leaving, he did not forget to help Qin Jiuci close the door.
The doctor said that the little liar should not catch a cold.
Although this doctor may not be very reliable, it is better to be cautious when it comes to the little liar's health.
…
The next morning, Qin Jiuci got up early.
The wounds on his body have healed much better, and the healing speed is visible to the naked eye.
Last night, Qin Jiuci specifically looked at the medicine bottles Wanyue gave him and found that they were all very good trauma medicines and very expensive.
In the Xuanmen sect, only the noble children of large families can afford this level of trauma medicine.
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