"It's okay to scream if it hurts."
After Jiang Jingyu finished speaking, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, bent down and wiped the blood from the wound.
Faced with severe pain, Lechen didn't even frown.
Because the wound bled too much, the white handkerchief was soon stained with blood.
"Master Liaochen, wait for me for a moment. I'll go get a basin of water."
Jiang Jingyu got up and ran out of the room. Liaochen, who was lying on the bed, looked down at the wound on his abdomen.
The blood-stained handkerchief was placed on Chen's abdomen, blocking his vision. He picked up the handkerchief and looked at the covered wound.
The wound was about as long as his index finger, but it was not as serious as Jiang Jingyu said. He could completely treat and bandage it himself.
Just as Liaochen was about to get up, Jiang Jingyu walked in with a basin of water.
"Master Liaochen, don't move!"
She stopped Lechen's actions with a stern voice and came to the bed with water.
"I told you you were injured, why didn't you obey, Master Lechen? Look, the wound is bleeding again, isn't it?"
There was a lot of blame in Jiang Jingyu's tone. Then she pulled the blood-stained handkerchief from Lechen's hand, put it in clean water to wet the handkerchief, and the clean water quickly turned into blood.
Jiang Jingyu bent down and continued to wipe the blood from Chen's wound. As she bent down, the black hair hanging behind her slid down to her chest and finally fell on Chen's chest.
Feeling an itch on his chest, Lechen, who was originally looking at the bed curtain above his head, subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked over.
Jiang Jingyu was treating his wound seriously. Her lips were tightly pursed, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and her little face was filled with solemnity.
"Master Liaochen, you don't have to endure it. If it hurts, just scream it out. It will feel better if you scream."
Jiang Jingyu treated Chen's wounds while comforting him.
Liaochen said in a deep voice: "It just looks scary, it doesn't hurt."
"Stop lying to me. I once cut my finger and it hurt for several days. Your abdominal wound is so big, how could it not hurt?"
Jiang Jingyu's voice was muffled, and he slowed down his movements.
Lechen really couldn't help it, so he pinched the strand of black hair hanging on his chest with his fingers and put it aside, but as soon as he let go, the hair floated over again.
Helplessly, Liaochen had to pinch it between his fingers to prevent his hair from flying around on his chest.
"The man in black is probably involved in what happened yesterday. What does Master Liaochen plan to do?"
While Jiang Jingyu was treating Chen's wound, she was talking to divert his attention.
Lechen's face was solemn. He had guessed it the moment the man in black appeared.
He did not agree to return to secular life and go with them, so they sent men in black to capture him and take him back.
“They will come to Fo’an Temple again.”
Liaochen's tone was neither salty nor bland, without any trace of the sadness of being assassinated by a killer arranged by his biological parents.
Although he didn't know why they suddenly came to his house and asked him to return to secular life, since they had failed twice, they would not give up easily and would do it again.
"Will Master Liaochen go home with them?"
"For me, Fogan Temple is my home."
Ever since Liaochen could remember, all his memories were related to Fo'an Temple. It is said that home is where your parents are, but in his heart, he only regards Fo'an Temple as his home.
As the only home.
"Fo'an Temple is Master Liaochen's first home. In the future, Master Liaochen will have a second home."
Lechen tightened his fingers that were pinching his hair.
"Okay, the medicine has been applied. I'll bandage Master Chen right away."
Jiang Jingyu, who had been keeping her head down, did not see Chen's expression. She applied the healing medicine on Chen's wounds one by one and planned to get up to bandage him.
She had just straightened up when she suddenly felt a sharp pain on her scalp!
Jiang Jingyu took a breath and straightened her waist, then quickly bent down again!
She placed one hand on Chen's chest, and the other hand was placed somewhere unknown, and her palm instantly became hot.
Lechen's face instantly became congested with blood, and his entire face turned red as if it was roasted!
His body was tense, veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his hands were tightly gripping the bed sheet!
Jiang Jingyu's hand, which was supporting Chen's chest, could clearly feel his heartbeat accelerating. Not only was his chest, which was being pressed by his right hand, beating, but the palm of his left hand was also beating!
Jiang Jingyu swallowed and subconsciously turned her head to look at her left hand.
!!!
Jiang Jingyu's eyes suddenly widened!
Just as Jiang Jingyu was stunned, Lechen struggled to get up.
"Master Liaochen..."
Looking at Lechen's flushed face and the bulging veins on his forehead, Jiang Jingyu called out softly.
"Get out of the way."
Lechen sat up from the bed with a low and hoarse voice, as if carrying endless forbearance.
Jiang Jingyu took two steps back, and Lechen stood up and walked straight to the door.
"Master Liaochen, where are you going?"
Lechen didn't say anything. He walked out the door wrapped in thin inner clothes. After leaving the room, he did not return to his room, but walked up the stairs to the Buddhist hall on the first floor.
Jiang Jingyu shrugged, knowing that the beautiful monk must have gone to the Buddhist temple to calm his mind and desires again.
She did not choose to chase after him. She knew that it would take some time for a man who had been a monk for twenty years to overcome the hurdle in his heart, and Jiang Jingyu was not in a hurry.
After arriving in front of the Buddhist temple, he straightened his appearance, tied the belt of his open inner garment, and then stepped into the temple.
As usual, he sat in meditation in front of the three-meter-tall golden Buddha, becoming a cold and aloof Buddhist disciple under the seat of the god or Buddha.
Liaochen took a deep breath. He twirled the Buddhist beads in one hand and struck the wooden fish with the other. He looked like he was reciting scriptures, but what he was thinking in his mind had nothing to do with the scriptures!
Exquisite eyebrows and eyes, budding red lips, and long black hair that stirs the heartstrings...
All Liaochen could think about was Jiang Jingyu's seductive face. The more he tried to forget that face, the clearer it became in his mind.
Lechen was breathing heavily and beating the wooden fish harder.
Bang--
With one final thump, he hammered the wooden fish hard and slowly opened his eyes.
Reciting scriptures was not enough to calm his mood at the moment, so Lechen suddenly stood up and went to the scripture library on the side.
Lechen dug out from the bookshelf all the Buddhist scriptures that could be used to calm the mind, such as the Heart Purification Mantra, the Diamond Sutra, and the Ksitigarbha Sutra, and came to the desk with a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures.
He sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the desk, and his originally smooth clothes now had a particularly noticeable bulge.
Liaochen opened the Heart Purification Mantra, Diamond Sutra, and Ksitigarbha Sutra in turn. He sat upright in front of the desk and looked down at the scriptures in front of him.
Although Lechen's eyes were fixed on the scriptures, his mind had already gone blank and he couldn't read a single word.
It felt like a nameless rage was about to burst forth from within him. He tried to suppress it but was powerless. He could only silently allow the raging fire to engulf his entire body, devouring his nerves...
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