Xiao Bai, who was peeking through the crack in the closet, widened her eyes in surprise. Could this really be possible?
Here she had to admire her younger sister Xiaoqing's boldness and daring; she herself would never have dared to do such a disrespectful thing.
Zu An also stiffened: "There's no need to trouble Miss Xiao Qing, my wounds have stopped bleeding."
Xiaoqing said seriously, "Brother Zu, if the wound is not treated in time, it will leave a scar, which is not good. This Five-Ganoderma Hundred-Flower Ointment is a famous holy product for treating external injuries among the demon race. It promotes blood circulation and tissue regeneration and can help the wound heal in the shortest time."
Zuan then thought about it and realized that he had been seriously injured in the series of battles over the past few days.
Although the Primordial Chaos Scripture has amazing restorative power, it cannot withstand such destruction. Relying solely on the Primordial Chaos Scripture for restoration would likely damage its own origin.
Now that a miraculous medicine is available, there is indeed no reason to refuse.
So he nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Xiaoqing."
"No trouble at all." Xiaoqing smiled sweetly, and as she spoke, her slender fingers had already taken off his clothes.
Seeing that strong, masculine body so close up, Xiaoqing's breathing became noticeably more rapid.
Xiao Bai, who was hiding in the closet, suddenly widened her eyes. The girl's shyness made her instinctively look away, not daring to look any longer.
But then he thought, now that Xiaoqing has already taken action, it would be too cowardly of him not to even look at her. So he turned his attention back to her.
At this moment, Xiaoqing gently removed the gauze from his body and saw that he had his wounds repaired. She couldn't help but burst into tears: "Brother Zu, you suffered such serious injuries, but you didn't show it at all."
The men in the tribe should really see this. They never suffer as many injuries as others, yet they scream the loudest.
Zuan smiled and said, "It just looks exaggerated, but it's not that serious."
"Isn't it serious already?" Xiaoqing's fingers gently traced the skin around the wound.
Zuan raised an eyebrow; the cool sensation soothed the burning pain in his wound.
Just then, Xiaoqing opened the Five Herbs and Hundred Flowers Paste, scooped out a small piece, and put it in her mouth.
Zuan looked puzzled. "Wasn't it meant to be used to treat my wounds? Why did you eat it yourself?"
However, he quickly understood what was going on, because Xiaoqing put her little hand on his shoulder and then gently pressed it against him, sticking out her tongue to apply the medicine little by little to his wound.
“Little Qing, what are you doing…” Zu An tensed up and hurriedly stopped him.
“Brother Zu, this way the medicinal properties of the Five Herbs and Hundred Flowers Ointment can penetrate the wound more easily, and the healing effect will be better,” Xiaoqing explained vaguely. “Brother Zu, do you think my saliva is dirty?”
“Uh, of course not.” Zuan didn’t know how to answer the question either.
Xiaoqing seemed genuinely worried about this issue. She explained, "I have a special constitution. From childhood to adulthood, whenever I get injured, I just lick it and it heals..."
Zu An chuckled, knowing her concerns, and comforted her, "Then... thank you for your trouble."
Seeing that he agreed, Xiaoqing immediately beamed with joy and worked even harder: "Brother Zu, you can focus on healing your internal injuries. Leave the external injuries to me."
Zuan was tense all over. This little girl's tongue was exceptionally agile. He thought to himself, "How am I supposed to concentrate on regulating my breathing like this?"
Little White in the wardrobe was both embarrassed and anxious, thinking, "How could Little Green do this?"
She wanted to stop it, but in this situation, how could she explain that she was hiding in the closet if she went out?
Besides, going out like this would embarrass Xiaoqing.
She was always thinking of others, struggling with her own dilemma, but ultimately she didn't take that step.
Meanwhile, Zu'an was covered in wounds, and in order not to disturb his healing, Xiao Qing twisted her body in various ways, always managing to apply the medicine to him from any angle.
She was incredibly flexible, wrapping her body around Zuan as if she were boneless.
Zuan felt like Fahai from the movie "Green Snake" at this moment, and he couldn't help but secretly remind himself that the young girl was only there to heal his wounds, and he shouldn't have any wild thoughts, lest he ruin her good intentions.
However, when Xiaoqing applied medicine to his lower abdomen, Zu'an finally couldn't bear it and hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Miss Xiaoqing, that's enough."
“There are still so many wounds that haven’t been treated, how can it be considered adequate?” Xiaoqing insisted. “Look, it’s swollen like this.”
Zuan: "???"
"Hiss~" He gasped, his whole body suddenly tensing up.
He suddenly felt a little dazed, thinking of the animal documentaries he had watched in his previous life, where snakes seemed to be able to swallow prey larger than their own heads.
Xu Xian's happiness is something most people can't truly understand.
The little white dog in the wardrobe looked puzzled, wondering why the little green dog was silent.
And why did Brother Zu pull the blanket over his legs? Was he worried that Xiao Qing was cold?
She decided to go out and take a look. Xiaoqing was always very bold, so she shouldn't be too eager for success and ruin Brother Zu's life.
As soon as she pushed open the cabinet door, there was another knock at the door, which startled her so much that she immediately shrank back inside.
Zuan shuddered: "Who?"
"It's me." Yan Xuehen's unique, cool voice came from outside the door.
Zu An took a deep breath: "Is there something you need, Abbot Yan?"
"I have something I want to tell you." Yan Xuehen's voice sounded somewhat preoccupied.
"Uh, I'm already asleep. How about we talk again tomorrow?" Zuan was a little reluctant to get up.
To everyone's surprise, Yan Xuehen's voice turned cold: "You're a very busy person now, I won't have much of a chance to see you tomorrow. Open the door quickly, I'll leave after a few words."
He seemed a little impatient as he spoke and started pushing the door open.
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