441**, married as husband and wife

"Lan Jiuqing?" Feng Qingchen walked quickly into the room and closed the door.

"Yeah." Lan Jiuqing responded with an unstable breath. After seeing Feng Qingchen, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense nerves also relaxed at this time.

"Your injuries have worsened?" Feng Qingchen knew as soon as he heard it that Lan Jiuqing was a guy who didn't take care of his body and made his injuries worse.

"The wound has split open." Lan Jiuqing did not hide it and said it straightforwardly, while consciously unbuttoning his clothes and pants.

He really didn't dare to let Feng Qingchen undress him again. It was too much of a test for his heart. He was afraid that his wound would open again, and he didn't want to die so early.

"You really know how to take care of yourself." Feng Qingchen said unhappily. Apart from Xiling Tianyu, the patient she hated the most was Lan Jiuqing. Lan Jiuqing didn't take his own body seriously at all.

Feng Qingchen's tone was very bad tonight. Lan Jiuqing guessed that it was related to the hidden weapon. He wanted to explain it, but in the end he touched his nose and said nothing.

In fact, he could have used a more clever way to return the things to Feng Qingchen, but he didn't want to hide too much from Feng Qingchen. Knowing that Feng Qingchen would be angry after knowing it, he still used the dumbest method to return the things to Feng Qingchen.

It was indeed his fault in this matter. Lan Jiuqing was very obedient and let Feng Qingchen mutter to himself, not daring to say a word. He comforted himself by saying: As a man, you should give in to your woman, no matter she is right or wrong.

Although Feng Qingchen was angry that Lan Jiuqing was secretly plotting against her, she was not so cruel as to ignore Lan Jiuqing's life or death. After reciting a few words and finding that Lan Jiuqing was in good temper and let her scold him, Feng Qingchen was embarrassed to continue reciting. She was not an unreasonable person. Besides, she was not related to Lan Jiuqing, so there was no need for Lan Jiuqing to give in to her.

Feng Qingchen took a look at Lan Jiuqing's injuries and found that the wound was just cracked and not inflamed. However, Lan Jiuqing's body was hot. Without taking the thermometer, Feng Qingchen knew that Lan Jiuqing was inflamed.

"Go lie down, I'll go get the medicine box." Feng Qingchen said this and turned around to hide behind the screen.

**?

This is Feng Qingchen's bedroom. There is only one bed in the room. Feng Qingchen invited him in, and Lan Jiuqing certainly would not be polite. He supported himself on the table with one hand and stood up. When passing by the screen, Lan Jiuqing paused and looked at Feng Qingchen behind the screen thoughtfully.

He couldn't see anything through the screen, but he knew very well where Feng Qingchen could get the medicine box. You know, the medicine box that Feng Qingchen usually used was still with him.

For some reason, every time he saw Feng Qingchen using the thing on her wrist, he felt something strange in his heart. Many times he wanted to stop Feng Qingchen from using that thing, but he knew that he was not qualified.

Lan Jiuqing sighed lightly, leaned against the head of the bed, and smelled the elegant fragrance on the pillow. Lan Jiuqing took a deep breath, and the silver mask also concealed the worry on his face.

When Feng Qingchen came out with a small medicine box, Lan Jiuqing's lips twitched slightly. If he remembered correctly, Wang Jinling seemed to have an identical box.

It seems that the box in Wang Jinling's hand should be the one given to him by Feng Qingchen. Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Lan Jiuqing's eyes.

Feng Qingchen seems to be extremely good to Wang Jinling. You should know that Feng Qingchen has never given him anything until now.

"Move a little." Feng Qingchen dragged the **'s quilt over and placed it behind Lan Jiuqing so that he could lean more comfortably.

Feng Qingchen lowered her head, and the hair by her ears fell down and brushed across Lan Jiuqing's cheek. The human skin mask and the silver mask blocked it, so Lan Jiuqing didn't feel it at all and let the hair brush against his face.

In order to help Lan Jiuqing stuff the cushion, Feng Qingchen leaned forward. The two of them were so close that they could smell each other's scent with a slight breath. Lan Jiuqing only needed to lower his head to kiss Feng Qingchen's snow-white neck.

Lan Jiuqing licked his cracked lips, swallowed his saliva, and forced himself to look away. He was afraid that he would lose control and kiss her directly, scaring Feng Qingchen.

When he turned his face to the side, Lan Jiuqing's long hair also moved, and a few strands of hair were entangled with Feng Qingchen's long hair.

"Okay." Feng Qingchen clapped her hands and stood up, but found that she had not put her hair up. Her hair was tangled with Lan Jiuqing's, and standing up made her scalp hurt.

Hiss... Feng Qingchen touched his numb hair, looking depressed.

Get married as husband and wife!

Lan Jiuqing felt the pain and when he turned around he saw their hair tangled together. His heart moved, but before Lan Jiuqing could think about it, Feng Qingchen pulled his hair off.

"Sorry, I'll put my hair up now." Feng Qingchen turned around to look for a hairband. Lan Jiuqing's eyes flashed slightly, and he exerted force and pulled off the hair that was entangled with Feng Qingchen's hair.

Looking at the hair tangled in his palm, a smile flashed in Lan Jiuqing's eyes. While Feng Qingchen was not paying attention, he took out a white handkerchief and wrapped up the hair.

Married as husband and wife, they love each other without a doubt!

Feng Qingchen, you are destined to be mine. The men of the Lan family are only crazy about women like Feng Lijia. You can't escape. I will dig out all your secrets one by one.

After Feng Qingchen had done her hair, she washed her hands again, moved a small stool and sat beside the bed. Noticing Lan Jiuqing's emotional changes, Feng Qingchen blinked in confusion, but didn't ask any more questions. She took out a pair of scissors from the medicine box and cut off all the white cloth and bandages on Lan Jiuqing's body.

When the cold scissors touched the warm skin, Lan Jiuqing couldn't help but shrink back. This was only Feng Qingchen. If it was anyone else, and they were slashing at him with a pair of scissors, he would definitely kill the other person first, regardless of whether the other person had malicious intentions or not.

"Don't move. If you move again, I'll cut your wound open." Feng Qingchen glared at Lan Jiuqing, and threatened with two "clicks" of the scissors.

Uh... Lan Jiuqing was silent and really stopped moving.

Feng Qingchen put the blood-stained bandage aside and used a cotton swab dipped in medicine to clean Lan Jiuqing's wound. Looking at Lan Jiuqing's sweaty and swollen wound, a hint of anger flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes.

In this weather, sweat can actually get on the wound. What is Lan Jiuqing doing? Is he really trying to kill himself? Wound infection is no joke. If it's serious, it can be fatal.

"Lan Jiuqing, your injury is very serious. If possible, I hope you can rest for a while. It's not good for the wound to heal." After Feng Qingchen cleaned the wound, he applied medicine and bandaged it again. He couldn't help but persuade him.

Lan Jiuqing did not answer, but asked: "Can I sleep at your place tonight?"

"You have nowhere to go?" Feng Qingchen frowned, looking embarrassed.

She believed that Lan Jiuqing was a gentleman, but it was not a good idea for a single man and a single woman to be in the same room.

"No, why, are you worried about tomorrow's competition?" Lan Jiuqing asked tentatively.

"Tomorrow's competition? Are you talking about the painting competition between Su Wan and me?" Feng Qingchen answered while packing his things.

"Yes, aren't you worried about tomorrow's competition?"

Feng Qingchen put all the tools away neatly and closed the door with a snap. "There's nothing to worry about. Just do your best and leave the rest to fate. Besides, I've already won two games against Su Wan. If anyone is worried, it should be Su Wan."

The winner has a right to be proud.

Lan Jiuqing nodded, leaning down little by little: "In that case, I will sleep here with you today. I'm afraid the wound will open again."

In order to soften Feng Qingchen's heart, Lan Jiuqing pretended to be weak and in pain. In fact, the wound was really painful, and Lan Jiuqing was not pretending. If possible, Lan Jiuqing really wanted to take off the mask and let Feng Qingchen see his pale face and the sweat on his forehead.

Well……

Feng Qingchen stood in the house, motionless.

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