Shen Chaomu carefully took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.
He rubbed his fingertips lightly on the small porcelain bottle, and his brows softened.
This is the medicinal wine the boy gave her.
The effect is very good. She only applied a little on her face last night, and when she woke up in the morning, most of the bruises had disappeared.
She poured out some, applied it on her purple lame leg, and massaged it vigorously to clear the meridians.
It was already sore, and with her exerting so much force, it became even more unbearable.
Shen Chaomu took a deep breath, thinking of the little ones who were already asleep in the room.
She bit her lip.
At this moment, there was a light knock on the door from the outside, and then it was pushed open. It was Shen Ci.
Seeing Shen Chaomu applying medicine, there was no surprise in his eyes. Instead, he walked over silently, lifted her legs, applied medicine and massaged her.
To Shen Ci, Shen Chaomu is like his own sister.
They grew up in a dilapidated temple, and there was no taboo between men and women like outside. Sometimes, when it was cold, they would even hug each other to keep warm.
Shen Ci's movements were very skillful, as if he did them often.
In fact, it is.
During the second half of the treatment for her lame leg, she needed to apply medicated wine and massage frequently. It was inconvenient for Shen Chaomu to do it alone, so Shen Ci often helped her.
However, looking at the silent Shen Ci at this time, Shen Chaomu felt a little guilty.
Although I know that the harder the massage, the better, this kid used too much force. He must have something against her.
But Shen Chaomu didn't dare to say much, for fear of waking up other people in the room.
After a long time, Shen Ci's movements stopped.
Shen Chaomu hurriedly put the stopper on the small porcelain bottle and carefully placed it in his arms.
Shen Ci took in all her movements and expressions.
He gestured.
[You should not go tomorrow and have a good rest.]
Shen Chaomu shook his head and whispered, “No, I want to go.”
[Your legs...]
Shen Chaomu: "My leg is fine. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow."
Shen Ci was silent. He had always thought that Shen Chaomu was just like him, both of them were stubborn.
He gestured again and asked, "Zhang Xiuyuan, is that the man?"
Shen Chaomu was stunned for a moment. She knew what Shen Ci was asking. A layer of light flashed in her eyes and she nodded: "It's him."
At the beginning, when Shen Chaomu was treating his leg, he did not hide the fact that it was Zhang Xiuyuan who saved him and indirectly saved the people who were poisoned in the ruined temple.
However, she didn't know the man's name, where he was, or whether she would see him again.
But Shen Chaomu will always remember his elegant and graceful face.
So, she always kept muttering in the dilapidated temple, talking about the boy's goodness and kindness, and her words always revealed that she wanted to see the boy again.
Shen Ci also discovered it not long ago.
Shen Chaomu was indifferent to everyone else except them.
Shen Ci discovered that Shen Chaomu treated Zhang Xiuyuan differently. At first, he thought that Zhang Xiuyuan had hired them out of kindness.
In fact, there is a deeper reason besides this.
He saw a light in Shen Chaomu's dark eyes, which only appeared in the past when she mentioned that young man.
And now, it also appeared when facing Zhang Xiuyuan.
It was easy for Shen Ci to associate the two of them together.
"Xiao Ci, do you think he is a good person?" There was a soft glint in Shen Chaomu's eyes.
Shen Ci frowned and nodded.
[Then you should rest well tonight. If you feel leg pain tomorrow, don't force yourself.]
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