After Su Luo cleaned herself, she took out clean clothes from the space and changed into them.
After washing away the hardships along the way, the whole person looks refreshed.
During this process, Nangong Liuyun kept smiling and looking at Su Luo.
Just looking at her alive like this, he was filled with happiness.
At this time, Su Luo walked behind Nangong Liuyun and said softly, "It may be a little painful when applying the medicine."
Su Luo cleaned herself before applying medicine to him, for she was afraid that the dust she brought along along the way would get on him.
Nangong Liuyun chuckled and shook his head: "Can it be more painful than the cold poison?"
Thinking of Nangong Liuyun's cold poison, Su Luo felt a pain in her heart again.
Why is her Nangong so plagued by misfortunes...
The reason why Nangong Liuyun's injury could not be healed for a long time was because Her Majesty the Queen invaded her energy into his wound and forcibly destroyed his body.
Su Luo understood this, and Nangong Liuyun knew it even better.
Looking at Nangong Liuyun's flawless back and the scarlet whip marks on it, Su Luo felt extremely distressed.
The cold fingertips trembled as they touched the bright red wounds.
Su Luo has the royal-grade coagulant left by her master, which is very effective in treating external injuries.
However, because it is not the right medicine for the disease, that is all.
If the energy left by Her Majesty the Queen is not dissolved, this energy will continue to spread unscrupulously in Nangong Liuyun's body, destroying his body again and again.
Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "Misfortune is the root of fortune. Maybe this time it will be a blessing in disguise."
"I'll be thankful if you can heal your injury." Su Luo had no hope for this.
Nangong Liuyun smiled without comment.
Her Majesty the Queen's energy is a great supplement. Once it is used for his own benefit, his strength will increase significantly, if not dramatically.
Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun apply the medicine and washed her hands.
Nangong was led by someone and walked back to the hall.
On the dining table in the hall was the colorful shredded chicken porridge cooked by Su Luo.
It looks soft and sticky, with a hint of fragrance. You can tell it tastes great just by smelling it.
"Eat quickly." Su Luo took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.
Su Luo served him well, and Nangong Liuyun changed his mind.
"I don't want to eat." He put down his chopsticks and looked at Su Luo with a gloomy look.
Those beautiful eyes just looked at her.
Su Luo sighed, sat down beside him, and asked softly, "What do you want in exchange for eating?"
Su Luo felt like she was coaxing a child.
"Unless you feed me." Nangong Liuyun crossed his arms and raised his chin proudly.
Su Luo glanced at him unhappily: "Don't you have hands yourself?"
Nangong Liuyun turned his head, glared at Su Luo with grievance, and then turned away silently.
He looked like a sulking little kid, with a hint of grievance.
"I'm still a patient..." He pursed his lips and muttered softly.
Thinking of the shocking whip marks on his back, Su Luo's heart softened instantly.
"Okay, okay, I'll feed you. Is that okay?" Su Luo shook her head with a wry smile and began to serve the big child.
Su Luo scooped a spoonful of colorful shredded chicken porridge and handed it to Nangong Liuyun's mouth: "Master, please have some porridge."
Looking at the teasing look in Su Luo's eyes, Nangong Liuyun snorted without opening his mouth.
Su Luo sighed helplessly: "My Lord, what happened to you?"
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