Song Qingyou closed the door, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away, and her heart ached as if she were about to suffocate.
She leaned against the door, tilting her head back, trying her best not to let the tears fall.
To prevent her from seeing the wounds and worrying her, I changed my clothes and wrapped myself up tightly, even sleeping fully clothed.
Did you think that by rubbing your lips and face until they bled, she wouldn't be able to tell?
Fu Wenzhou, you're really foolish.
It's really...heartbreaking.
Song Qingyou gripped the celadon medicine bottle tightly in her hand, slowly exhaled, and walked into the bedroom after calming herself down.
As dawn broke, Fu Wenzhou was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.
Song Qingyou put the medicine bottle aside and slowly reached out to unbutton his clothes. Her movements were slow, but thankfully, he showed no signs of waking up.
She gently removed his coat, and when the last layer of fabric was gone, Song Qingyou finally saw the whole picture.
The man's entire upper body was wrapped in gauze, and the originally white gauze was now stained red with blood.
Song Qingyou's fingertips froze for a moment, and she didn't have the courage to untie the gauze.
Fu Wenzhou woke up at this moment, his eyelids drooping open. He hadn't yet realized that his clumsy attempts to hide his identity had been exposed. The feeling of seeing Song Qingyou the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes made him feel very satisfied. "Youyou, why are you awake so early?"
Song Qingyou's arm trembled slightly as she looked at him quietly, remaining silent for a long time.
Fu Wenzhou found it strange after a while. When he sat up and reached out to hug her, he suddenly realized that his clothes were gone. He looked down at his body, which was wrapped in gauze.
Her first reaction was to panic and explain to Song Qingyou, "Youyou, listen to me, it's not serious at all. Yun Nian's medicine is very effective. It doesn't hurt. It's just a superficial injury, so don't be sad or cry, okay?"
He wanted to get up and hug her, but this simple action made him sweat profusely and extremely difficult.
After resting on the island for a few days, his injuries had improved somewhat. However, after walking through the forest for several days and nights and fighting with a anaconda, his wounds were torn open, the infection worsened, and he looked even more terrifying than before.
He didn't want Youyou to know because he was afraid that seeing these things would make her feel bad.
But now she knows.
Fu Wenzhou looked tense, his forehead covered in sweat, and struggled to get up.
"Don't move," Song Qingyou said.
Fu Wenzhou froze, his eyes fixed on Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou stepped forward, hugged his head, and gently stroked the ends of his hair with her palm: "Fu Wenzhou, shall we change the dressing?"
"No!" Fu Wenzhou instinctively refused, his tone even somewhat urgent: "Let Yun Nian go for it, don't watch, don't watch..."
As he finished speaking, his voice trailed off, and he pleaded in a low voice, "Don't look, Youyou."
Song Qingyou's slender white fingers ran through his black hair, applying slight pressure, so that Fu Wenzhou could only look up at her.
“If you’re afraid I’ll worry, then don’t do something so dangerous. You only realize I’ll worry after you’ve done it.” Song Qingyou lowered her eyes: “Fu Wenzhou, take your pants off.”
Fu Wenzhou was taken aback, probably not expecting her to change the subject so suddenly. He was naturally easily swayed by Song Qingyou and always had to obey her.
So as soon as Song Qingyou gave the order, his body started moving before his brain had even had a chance to think.
He unbuckled his belt and slowly pulled it down.
Song Qingyou frowned, bent down and slapped his hand away, then helped him take off his clothes herself.
Fu Wenzhou's ears turned slightly red, and he felt a little proud: "Youyou, this is the first time you've helped me take off my clothes."
Song Qingyou didn't say anything, threw the pants aside, and began to unwrap the gauze from his upper body.
The horrifying scene stung Song Qingyou's eyes. She thought he might be badly injured, but she never imagined that there wasn't a single piece of good flesh left. The necrotic flesh and blood were stuck together, like wounds burrowed by insects, accompanied by bright red blood that was still gushing out.
Bloody and mangled, riddled with holes.
"Does it hurt...?" Song Qingyou's eyes stung, she held back her tears, her voice was hoarse and trembling slightly.
Fu Wenzhou said, "It doesn't hurt. You know I have thick skin and can tolerate pain."
Song Qingyou didn't believe it at all. She carefully used cotton balls to treat his wounds, moving very gently, afraid of hurting him.
Fu Wenzhou told her jokes to make her happy, but Song Qingyou just couldn't laugh.
It took an hour to clean the wounds on his upper body, reapply medicine, and re-bandage them.
After finishing all that, she began to unwrap the gauze from his legs.
Fu Wenzhou pulled his foot back forcefully and said with an embarrassed smile, "Yun Nian said that the medicine on my leg only needs to be changed every two days, but I only changed it last night in the middle of the night."
Song Qingyou frowned slightly: "This medicine needs to be changed sooner or later. You must have misheard."
"No, I definitely didn't mishear." Fu Wenzhou said ingratiatingly, "Youyou, you really don't need to put anything on your legs..."
Song Qingyou narrowed her eyes, sensing something was wrong, and quickly untied the bandage on the gauze.
"Sister, no need..."
Fu Wenzhou was covered in injuries and could barely move, so he couldn't stop Song Qingyou's actions and could only watch helplessly as she tore apart the blood-stained strips of cloth.
The moment the gauze came off, Song Qingyou froze, her face drained of all color.
Her gaze was fixed on Fu Wenzhou's right calf. She slowly raised her head, and tears streamed down her face in an instant: "Fu... Fu Wenzhou, why... why did you put cotton in there?"
Her voice trembled violently, and she looked like a frightened deer, seemingly puzzled: "How could... how could a piece of meat be missing?"
There were also teeth marks from wild animals around the wound, and the flesh was missing, revealing the bare white bones. The cotton was soaked in blood and had clumped together.
Fu Wenzhou smiled, reached out and wiped her cheek, gently wiping away her tears with his fingertips, and soothed her gently: "It's okay, it will heal."
Song Qingyou looked up blankly, her eyes bloodshot. After a long while, that blankness turned into grief that swept over her whole body, eroding her internal organs and causing her unbearable pain.
"Ah!" Song Qingyou clutched her heart and screamed shrilly, as if she was in extreme pain.
Fu Wenzhou panicked and struggled to get out of bed to hug her: "Youyou, it's okay. Yun Nian said it will heal, it's just a matter of time. I don't hurt, I really don't hurt."
Song Qingyou was heartbroken and cried so hard she felt like she was about to suffocate.
How could it not hurt when a piece of flesh is bitten off?
How could it not hurt!
Song Qingyou felt like her heart was about to break.
She cried until she lost her voice, her face gradually turned pale, and she began to cough, coughing one after another, almost as if she was suffocating.
Fu Wenzhou was terrified and immediately took out his phone to call Xu Zezhan: "Tell Yun Nian to come up! Tell Yun Nian to come up! Quickly!"
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