Chapter 38: The Second Item: Picking Up the Item - Old Sophora Tree
The boy under the locust tree was overconfident.
After the game started, he began counting down with his eyes closed.
In the first ten seconds, he could still feel Shen Li's breath.
He walked six steps from east to west.
The tree roots lurking underground also moved slowly with him, waiting for the countdown to end and catch him.
But ten seconds later, Shen Li's breath suddenly disappeared.
No matter how he felt, he couldn't feel it!
How is that possible?
Wherever the huge roots of the locust tree reached, there was no trace of Shenli at all.
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Ye Minglang has been extremely busy these days in order to clean up the remaining forces of the old forces.
He hasn't slept for several days.
Qian Shi came to report this morning that although the data of the copy had been modified, he, Zao Wu, and Chu Yan would always keep an eye on that copy.
As for Chen Li, as their savior, they will definitely take good care of him, telling him not to worry and to rest early.
So Ye Minglang took a comfortable hot bath in his suite.
The bathroom was filled with hot mist and he walked out while wiping his wet hair.
As soon as he reached the bathroom door, Ye Minglang slowed down.
After all, he had been on assignment for three years and had been honing his skills in these missions for so long that he still had some sensitivity.
The air smells of blood.
On the carpet at the foot of the bed, there was a drop of blood that had not yet dried.
He was not injured and the blood was certainly not his.
Ye Minglang put down the towel he used to dry his hair, walked around the end of the bed cautiously and looked over there.
"Why is it you?"
His tense back suddenly relaxed, but when he saw that Shen Li was injured, his brows frowned again.
The aura around him suddenly became somewhat terrifying.
There were some scratches on Shen Li's neck. Although the wounds were not big, they were still bleeding.
Compared with the wound on the neck, the wound on the hand is more serious.
He had bite marks on his index and middle fingers, and a deeper cut on his wrist.
Because of excessive blood loss, his face turned pale.
He was still holding on, and before Ye Minglang discovered him, he had always curled up one leg, lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.
When he saw Ye Minglang coming over, he slowly raised his head and greeted him weakly.
"I'm really sorry, can you let me hide here for half an hour?"
There was blood at the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely pitiful, like an abandoned puppy.
After entering the warm room, I was still worried that I would be driven away.
He thought Ye Minglang was angry because he had soiled his carpet, so he immediately assured him:
"I didn't mean to dirty your carpet. I'm sorry. Let me take a break and then I'll help you clean it up."
"Shen Li!"
Ye Minglang gritted his teeth when he saw his sensible look.
When the other party called his name seriously, Shen Li subconsciously blurted out: "I'm sorry."
A few words of apology touched his heart.
Ye Minglang couldn't do anything about him, so he could only calm down and help him up.
Next to it is his bed.
Snow-white sheets and soft pillows.
Chen Li was stubborn and refused to sit on it, and his shoulders were still resisting when Ye Minglang pinched them.
"I'm so dirty I'll stain your bed."
"Shut up!"
Ye Minglang felt that he would be pissed to death by Shen Li.
He didn't even look at what he looked like now, with even his lips pale as hell. He was told to just rest, but he was still thinking about whether he would dirty his bed?
Chen Li was yelled at by Ye Minglang and didn't dare to speak.
He let the other person help him to the bed, tuck in the pillows, cover him with a quilt, and adjust the room temperature.
"Just wait here obediently."
"Um."
Ye Minglang returned to the living room, took out the medical kit, and prepared to go back to help him treat his wounds.
He walked to the bedroom door, thought for a moment, opened the Wuliang Mall page, and searched for blood-replenishing medicine.
[Sold out, please wait patiently for the company staff to restock, thank you for your cooperation. 】
Ye Minglang: “…”
Suddenly I remembered that it was me who asked Qian Shi to adjust the inventory of blood-replenishing medicine to zero.
This medicine is very effective, and he had originally planned to keep it all for Chen Li, but now, even he can’t buy it.
Ye Minglang could only contact Qian Shi on the spot and ask him to send some blood-replenishing medicine as soon as possible.
At this moment, Qian Shi was busy shuttling between various copies, making money happily.
Suddenly I received a call from the boss, and I was filled with resentment.
"Can't he just go to the warehouse and get it himself? He's treating me like an errand boy. He's wasting my time. How many points will I lose? What a fool the boss is!"
Although he complained, he still closed his stall obediently.
The more I think about it, the more something seems wrong.
"Wait a minute! Blood tonic? Could it be that the boss is injured?"
Qian Shi suddenly realized that things were not simple.
The old forces have been very active during this period. Maybe they attacked the boss when they were not paying attention, so the boss was injured!
He goes alone, what if he encounters danger?
So Qian Shi quickly called Zao Wu and Chu Yan, who were monitoring the dungeon outside, and started with the words: "Something bad is happening!"
Ye Minglang treated Chen Li's wound.
The scratch on the wrist was the deepest and required stitches.
He had experienced many hardships while delivering parcels before, so he was already familiar with things like dealing with wounds and stitching them.
While helping Shen Li sew up his wound, he reminded him: "If you feel pain, don't bear it, say it out."
Shen Li has a high tolerance for pain.
He didn't need to endure the pain of stitches.
From the time he appeared here until now, Ye Minglang's face has never looked good.
So Chen Li misinterpreted Ye Minglang's meaning and said something else.
“Your stitches are beautiful.”
“The movements are very skillful.”
"You just took a shower, so you want to go to bed, right? Am I disturbing your sleep? I will only stay here for half an hour and then leave."
Ye Minglang's hand, which was sewing the needle, paused stiffly for a moment.
"You've been injured so badly, why don't you take some rest? Chen Li, what do you think of your body?"
Ye Minglang became angrier as he spoke.
"I went through so much trouble to replenish your blood, but you didn't feel bad about using it. The more you spill, the better, right? You don't feel bad about using your own blood, right?"
Chen Li thought Ye Minglang was angry because he disturbed his sleep.
He lowered his head and pursed his lips, "I'm sorry."
Ye Minglang: "What else can you say besides sorry? Do I want you to be so polite?"
Shen Li: “I’m sorry.”
Ye Minglang felt depressed and was very angry at Chen Li.
He tore off the bandage and said to Shen Li in a commanding tone: "Raise your head."
Shen Li didn't dare to look at him, so he moved his eyes to the side and raised his head slightly.
Ye Minglang was annoyed that he was taking too long, so he put one hand on his chin and lifted his face up.
The scrape on the neck has been disinfected.
Fortunately, it’s not serious.
He helped put on the Band-Aid.
The distance between the two faces is very close.
He even felt that the drop of dried blood at the corner of Chen Li's mouth was an eyesore.
The hand that was pinching his chin did not loosen, "Don't move."
Ye Minglang took a wet tissue and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking up, he saw that there was a small stain on his forehead and the tip of his nose was also gray.
"Or you can go take a shower."
As expected, he still felt that he was dirty and had soiled his bed.
Shen Li quickly nodded in agreement.
Ye Minglang found his shirt for him, opened the bathroom door, and pushed him in, but he had no intention of avoiding him.
Shen Li stood in front of the mirror and suggested quietly, "Can you go out?"
"cannot."
Shen Li: “…”
Okay.
Shen Li began to unbutton his clothes clumsily.
To be exact, it was the buttons...
Ye Minglang stood there, he was a little nervous and broke several buttons.
Finally, Ye Minglang couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to help.
He stayed here because he saw that Chen Li's hand was injured and he was inconvenienced, so he planned to help.
But the other party didn't seem to appreciate it, so he deliberately stood there and watched him laugh.
Why is he like this?
Judging from Chen Li's conversation and cultivation, he should have always been well taken care of.
It seems that his lack of common sense in life was caused by being spoiled.
The other party never let him get involved, so he couldn't even do a simple thing.
Thinking of this, Ye Minglang suddenly recalled the day when Chen Li got drunk and hugged him and said, "Don't leave me."
Although I don’t know who that person is, he definitely has ulterior motives.
That person deliberately interfered in the trivial matters of his life and made Shen Li dependent on him for everything.
Damn it.
Thinking of this, Ye Minglang helped Shen Li unbutton the last button of his shirt, and then took off his other clothes very smoothly.
In order to prevent him from slipping, she carefully held his hand and led him to the bathtub.
Before he went in, she reached out to help him test the water temperature, and only after making sure the temperature was appropriate did she let him sit down.
Controlled by muscle memory, Ye Minglang dipped a towel in warm water and wiped Chen Li's back and neck.
Halfway through this action, Ye Minglang suddenly reacted.
What is he doing?
He is a person of heavenly power, and now he is rubbing other people’s backs?
Ye Minglang loosened his grip and dropped the towel. Before leaving, he reminded Chen Li: "Don't get your injured hand wet. I'll wait for you outside."
The towel was thrown into the bathtub, splashing water all over Chen Li's face.
Shen Li's expression became even more innocent.
Ye Minglang waited outside the door for a while. Through the frosted glass, he could see that Chen Li had come out of the bathtub.
He stood in front of the mirror and put on his clothes, keeping his head down and maintaining the same posture for a long time.
Ye Minglang looked at the outline of Chen Li on the frosted glass and suppressed himself again and again.
Don't go in there, it's none of his business if he can't button his shirt.
He endured for a while, but finally couldn't help it and pushed the door open.
"Hasn't anyone ever taught you how to button a shirt?"
Chen Li looked aggrieved, "I have taught you, but it is not convenient for me to use one hand."
Ye Minglang wrapped his injured hand with bandages several times, which looked very clumsy.
Ye Minglang walked over somewhat helplessly and helped him button up the loose buttons one by one.
Outside the door, Qian Shi, Zao Wu and Chu Yan fought their way back, entered the password in a hurry and kicked the door open.
"Boss, where are you...hurt?"
"???"
What I saw!
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