The wound appeared to be caused by a sharp weapon; a line of cuts ran across his pale chest, the upper part of the wound being a few degrees deeper than the lower part.
"I did it myself"
Mo Shisheng could tell at a glance how the wound came about, and besides her, no one else could get close to Ming Beiya.
"Will Ah Sheng be afraid of me?"
Ming Beiya's pale face wore a weak smile as he reached out to gather his clothes, but Mo Shisheng stopped him.
"You're crazy to put your clothes on before your wound has healed?"
Mo Shisheng felt a slight pang in her heart. She knew all too well why Ming Beiya would choose to hurt himself through self-harm.
Because the poisoning was so painful, he wanted to distract himself and avoid becoming delirious like he had been before.
Their familiarity and understanding were so ingrained in each other that it was as if it were engraved in each other's bones and ingrained in their blood. They could know what the other was thinking without the other needing to say anything.
Mo Shisheng turned and walked to the other side. After a while, she came back with a basin of water and gently wiped the man's wound clean with a handkerchief, revealing the wound.
The gruesome wound ruined the aesthetic appeal, so Mo Shisheng lightened the pressure on her hands even more.
After the wound was treated, she removed all the man's clothes.
"Ah Sheng, how many times have you taken my clothes off willingly?"
The girl's expression was somewhat solemn, so serious that Ming Beiya felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but tease her.
But this only earned him a slightly cold look from the girl, her gaze carrying a hint of warning, "Behave yourself and drink the 'medicine' later."
“”
Ming Beiya suddenly felt a little wronged. His condition was so serious, how could Asheng still have the heart to scold him?
However, the thought that Mo Shisheng was doing this because she was worried about him warmed Ming Beiya's heart.
With a faint smile on her lips, she softly agreed, "Okay."
After changing Ming Beiya into clean clothes, Mo Shisheng walked to the table and picked up the bowl of 'medicine,' which had already gone cold.
She held the bowl in her palm and used her spiritual power to heat the medicine a bit. Perhaps due to the time, the originally earthy-colored medicine had turned completely black, looking rather frightening.
When she handed the bowl to Ming Beiya, the corner of his lips twitched slightly. "Asheng, this..."
"I cooked it for you myself."
Mo Shisheng glanced coldly at Ming Beiya, knowing he definitely wouldn't want to drink the 'medicine,' and continued, "Are you sure you want to waste my effort?"
“”
These words silenced Ming Beiya, who dared not have any other thoughts. He reached out his well-defined hand, took the bowl of dark 'medicine' juice, and his lips stiffened for a moment.
Seeing the man's hesitant movements, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly and pinched Ming Beiya's chin with one hand, "Open your mouth!"
Upon hearing the girl's command, the man instinctively obeyed, and then Mo Shisheng snatched the bowl from his hand, pouring the dark 'medicine' liquid into his mouth.
Surprisingly, even though Mo Shisheng poured it so quickly, not a single drop spilled.
The entire "medicine" juice was poured into the man's mouth. Mo Shisheng poured it very quickly. After the "medicine" was completely drunk, Ming Beiya frowned tightly. There was girl's blood in it, and the taste was very strong.
His attention was completely focused on the medicine, and he completely overlooked this point!
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