Chapter 141 Washing His Shirts
"Qing Yi, you..." Ye Qingyu had been so focused on washing that he hadn't noticed Qing Yi's movements at all. Qing Yi's internal energy had been severely depleted, yet he was still forcing himself to wash his clothes. A strong feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart.
"Xiao Ye, I have really become your virtuous wife. I even wash your clothes." Qing Yi joked with a smile.
"..." Ye Qingyu put on her clothes, looked at Qing Yi, and said seriously: "Do you want to wash? I'll wash it for you too."
"Hehe, that's great, but Xiaoye, do you know how to wash?" Qingyi teased.
"I...have never washed it, so what's the difficulty?" Ye Qingyu retorted.
"That's great, but it's not possible now. Look, there's still a hidden weapon hanging on my back!" Qing Yi said, slightly turning his body to reveal the hidden weapon on his back that he had not yet pulled out.
Ye Qingyu felt more and more distressed. Qingyi had a hidden weapon stuck in his back, but he ignored the pain and helped him wash his bloodstained clothes.
"Okay, okay, let's not waste time here, let's go see how Qingfeng's wound is being treated. After it's done, let Qingqing quickly remove this thing from my back." Qingyi said, forcing a slightly weak smile on his face, and then put his arm around Ye Qingyu's shoulders. He seemed to have no bones, almost hanging on him, and spoke lazily, with a bit of coquettishness in his voice.
Ye Qingyu lowered her head slightly, her voice soft but full of concern: "Shall I carry you?"
"Ah? Carry me? No way, how can I let you carry me!" Qing Yi quickly refused. He just wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to the person in front of him, so how could he really bear to let him carry him and suffer.
So, Qing Yi put his arm around Ye Qingyu's shoulders and walked towards the cave step by step.
"Qing Yi, that antidote...what exactly was it that you gave to the three old monsters of Sui Han?" Ye Qingyu couldn't help but ask. He was really curious about what Qing Yi had fed the three old monsters.
"Hahahahaha..." Qing Yi burst into laughter upon hearing this. "What antidote? That's just a sheep dung ball I picked up on the ground. Luckily we're in the wilderness, otherwise it would be hard to find such a decent 'antidote'."
"You..." She had never expected Qing Yi to be so bold as to use a sheep dung ball as an antidote to trick the three old monsters. What surprised Ye Qingyu even more was that the three of them were completely oblivious. Wouldn't this stuff stink? How did they swallow it?
"Are you curious about how they managed to eat that sheep dung ball without realizing it was fake?" Qing Yi revealed a smug look as he continued to explain, "Did you forget about the little porcelain bottle that contained the Ling Xiao ointment? Even though the ointment inside was long used up, it still had a lingering medicinal aroma. I put the sheep dung ball in the little porcelain bottle and shook it, and hey, that medicinal aroma came out."
"..." Ye Qingyu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. He secretly sighed that only Qing Yi could come up with such an outrageous idea.
"What do you think? Am I smart? Is there any reward?" Qing Yi said, turning his head and gently kissing Ye Qingyu on the tip of her ear.
Ye Qingyu was suddenly surprised to find that Qing Yi had grown taller than her. This kid had spent three years in the back mountains of the Western Region Demon Cult. Not only had he grown taller, but his figure had also become much more muscular. Remember three years ago, he seemed to be even shorter than her?
"Let me ask you, why did you pick up that empty bottle?" Ye Qingyu came back to his senses and asked again.
"Hahahaha..." Qing Yi laughed again, "I was thinking of studying the ingredients in this bottle to see if I could develop something useful myself, what a pity..." He shrugged, but there was no regret on his face.
"You..." Ye Qingyu was speechless.
"It's better to rely on yourself than on others!" Qing Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior. Instead, he looked calm and said, "Okay, Xiaoye, don't blame me. If I hadn't brought that empty bottle, how could I have gotten rid of those three old monsters? If I had delayed Qingfeng any longer, I might have bled to death."
"..." This kid, I really don't know what to say about him, Ye Qingyu thought helplessly.
When they reached the entrance of the cave, Qing Yi tactfully let go of his hand. Xiao Ye must have felt sorry for him, otherwise he would never have let him walk with his arms around him so intimately.
Qingqing is a student of Doctor Lin of the Northwest Palace. Doctor Lin is no ordinary doctor. His master is the late Li Zuo, the most famous doctor in the martial arts world. In addition, Doctor Lin also has a senior brother who was expelled by his master - the famous doctor Li Qingting.
"Master." Qingqing had just treated Qingfeng's wound, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She raised her hand and wiped it casually, then quickly stood up and saluted her master.
"Well, how's Qingfeng?"
"Master, I'm fine." Qingfeng struggled to stand up and answer, but Ye Qingyu held his shoulders.
"You're still saying nothing's wrong, but the crossbow arrow has torn your flesh off. If the blood keeps flowing like this, you'll bleed to death." Qingqing spoke quickly and couldn't help complaining. This guy was really patient. She had just re-bandaged the wound on his arm and pulled out three hidden weapons for him, but he just endured it without saying a word.
"Treat Qingyi's wound." Ye Qingyu said.
"Yes, master." He responded softly, then turned around to prepare the items needed to treat the wound.
Qing Yi sat down obediently upon hearing this. Ye Qingyu personally undressed him, exposing his back. A hidden weapon was embedded in his back, and the surrounding skin was already red and swollen. With gentle, deft movements, he prepared the hemostatic and healing drugs one by one, then took a deep breath and abruptly pulled out the sharp arrow.
"Ouch, ouch, you little girl, are you taking revenge on me? Be gentle, it hurts so much!" Qing Yi suddenly screamed.
Just now when the sharp arrow or hidden weapon was stuck in his back, he was still bending over to wash clothes for Ye Qingyu without crying out in pain. But now when he was gently applying medicine to him, he screamed out loudly.
"Hey, man, look at you. You're crying and yelling for your parents over such a small injury!" Qingqing skillfully treated the wound while bickering with Qingyi, but her hands never stopped moving.
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