But it was this attitude that made Feng Ling frown. She was not jealous, angry, or even embarrassed. It was as if she had never had any relationship with him. She was not interested in any woman who appeared around him, and even avoided suspicion.
If it was before, this attitude would naturally be fine, but now, he likes her, but she seems to have no interest in him at all.
This realization made Feng Ling frown, and he felt even more annoyed.
"Um."
He said lightly.
Qing Yue stepped forward and gently tore open his shirt. Her fingers were slender, white and tender, and everything she did was like a painting.
The weather was already a bit cold this month, but because Feng Ling was injured, a brazier was burning in the house.
The middle garment was torn open, revealing a hideous wound on the heart. Qing Yue had seen it several times before in the light of the fire in the cave. Now that the light was bright, she took a look and still felt shocked. Her fingers trembled, and then she opened the medicine box next to her.
"This medicine should be used once in the morning and once in the evening. It has the effect of healing wounds. I also prepared some oral pills for you to eliminate inflammation."
Qing Yue explained in a low voice without stopping her hands, sprinkling the powder on the wound and wrapping it up bit by bit with gauze.
Feng Ling remained silent.
But the atmosphere was a little off.
Qing Yue's deliberate alienation was reflected in her every move, as if the previous intimacy had never existed.
Feng Ling could feel it, and because of it, he became even colder.
Finally, the gauze was gently tied into a knot on Qingyue's hand. After applying the medicine, she straightened up and said, "Okay, don't do any strenuous exercise for the next two days. Take good care of yourself. It should start to scab over in three days. I'll come over to change the medicine for you in the evening."
Qing Yue finished speaking in one breath, stood up, turned around and wanted to leave, but the next moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Feng Ling tightly grasped Qing Yue's wrist. Qing Yue was stunned. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Feng Ling say, "Qin Wan, don't you have anything to say?"
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