Chapter 268: What's wrong with you?
"Not authentic?" Su Qianji laughed softly, and the smile pulled the wound again, and he gasped instantly.
Jiang Yao glanced at him coldly and said, "God of War, please stop laughing. If your wound opens later, it will only make you suffer more."
She walked around behind the man and then said, "Can the God of War untie his belt himself?"
Su Qianji was so exhausted that he couldn't even untie his belt, but at this moment he felt that he just couldn't do it.
The man tried to raise his hand stiffly, his brows furrowed in agony.
Jiang Yao just took a look at it and his heart tightened again.
"Let me do it."
His tone was light, but his ears were already red.
She leaned against the man's back and reached around to untie his belt, but perhaps she was too nervous and couldn't get it untied.
Su Qianji smiled helplessly: "Why don't you come to the front?"
Jiang Yao was annoyed. What a fool! He actually stood at the back to solve the problem.
She also discovered that she was always a little nervous in front of this man, perhaps because he had the shadow of Su Qianji.
Jiang Yao walked around to the front and curled up his outstretched fingers, seeming a little nervous.
Su Qianji lowered his eyes and watched the hands slowly approaching his belt, and suddenly his mouth felt dry.
Some inappropriate images exploded in his mind. The hands were white, slender, and soft as if they had no bones, wandering over his lower abdomen.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were burning, and he pursed his lips tightly, looking a little depressed.
"alright."
With the two words uttered by the girl, his torment ended, and he suddenly felt a little lost.
He had never experienced this feeling before, and a feeling of possession grew in his heart.
He wanted to possess Jiang Yao. This idea scared himself, but he didn't think it was excessive. It seemed as if everything was natural.
Jiang Yao saw that his forehead was sweating a lot. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve.
There was a huge height difference between her and the man, so she had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.
Su Qianji seemed to have anticipated what she was going to do, and bent down involuntarily to make it less strenuous for her.
"Sorry, maybe I was too heavy-handed just now. I'll be gentler later."
"Um."
Just hearing this voice, Jiang Yao's hands trembled. She always felt that there was something wrong with his voice, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Instead, it made her heart itch.
She quickly wiped the sweat off the man's face and went around behind him.
Jiang Yao hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take off his clothes.
It was painful to take off each piece of clothing. It was bloody and had a strong smell of blood.
She was no longer in the mood to think about anything else and nervously unzipped the man's clothes.
"God of War, if it hurts, tell me."
It must be painful to lose so much blood.
Su Qianji laughed, and the next moment his voice became a little unbearable: "Jiang Yao, it hurts."
Jiang Yao's hands froze. He had already taken off half of his clothes and couldn't stop at this moment. Besides, he also had to treat his wound.
"God of War, bear with me for a moment. I'm going to take my clothes off in one go. The slower I take, the more pain it will cause you."
"good."
Jiang Yao grabbed her clothes, her fingers turning white. If it were someone else, she would have started scolding and said directly, "If you want to punish me, get out of here."
But she couldn't say such words to this man, and this time the man became like this in order to save her.
After thinking for a moment, she leaned over and blew air into her mouth while pulling the clothes.
Su Qianji's back stiffened, his hands clenched into fists, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
It’s not that the wound on his back doesn’t hurt, but he is used to the pain. However, the breath exhaled by the girl, with a hint of warmth, blowing on his back, makes him feel hot all over.
This process was extremely painful for the man. He could hardly control his desires, which he had not experienced in thousands of years.
It was also tormenting for Jiang Yao. She didn't even have time to look at the man's wound. She just pulled his clothes and blew on him.
The clothes were finally taken off. Jiang Yao was about to say it was okay, but he was speechless when he saw the wound.
There was a black aura on the bloody area. There was no intact spot on the entire back, and even the arms were covered with burns.
No wonder he couldn't lift his hands just now.
The girl on his back stopped blowing air. Su Qianji exhaled heavily, raised his eyelids and saw bloodshot eyes. It took him a long time to suppress the heat in his lower abdomen.
After hearing no sound from behind for a long time, Su Qianji asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yao's voice was choked as he spoke: "God of War, you are seriously injured."
Su Qianji's pupils shrank, and he turned around without caring about his injuries.
The moment their eyes met, they were both stunned.
Jiang Yao opened her eyes wide, and a tear escaped her eyes.
The man frowned instantly, with helplessness in his eyes.
"I'm the one who's hurt, why are you crying?"
Jiang Yao hurriedly looked away and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.
"The wind was so strong that it blew my tears out."
"wind?"
"God of War, aren't you in pain? Stop moving, turn around and I'll apply medicine on you."
Su Qianji narrowed his eyes. Was the wind blowing? Why didn't he feel it?
This woman must be feeling sorry for him, but she can even cry just because of the heartache. This woman is really a spoiled one.
Jiang Yao sniffed. She just felt too guilty and couldn't control her tears.
After calming down, she bent down and tore off a piece of her clothes, wrapped it with the freshly picked herbs, wrapped the herbs in cloth, and then broke them into pieces with a stone.
After the juice was beaten out, she used a cloth to clean the man's back.
These ordinary medicines can only heal injuries and have no way of removing the black energy. Jiang Yao then asked, "God of War, can I take your pulse?"
Su Qianji raised his hand and thought to himself, if Jiang Yao took his pulse, he would know that his injury was not serious and this external injury would heal quickly.
He immediately put his hand down, his tone filled with mystery: "Sorry, you can't just take my pulse."
Jiang Yao didn't take it seriously. If she didn't want to do it, then she didn't want to do it. She wouldn't force her.
"Then God of War, are you feeling unwell?"
Su Qianji raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Something must be wrong?"
What was he talking about? Jiang Yao was a little puzzled. "You're injured, so you must be feeling unwell somewhere. A doctor's diagnosis requires observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. If you don't take my pulse, you have to tell me first. Only then can I be sure if you have any internal injuries."
Su Qianji nodded slightly, then said, "He must have internal injuries."
Jiang Yao's expression was solemn. After wiping the man's back, he asked again, "So the God of War is feeling a little stuffy in the chest, a little dizzy, and his heartbeat is faster than usual, right?"
He had none of the things she said.
But Su Qianji didn't dare to say anything, he just nodded: "Jiang Yao is right, I did feel it."
Jiang Yao changed the medicine and beat the patient. He had a guess in his mind that Su Qianji must have been injured in the heart meridian by the spiritual power, and the black air on his back penetrated into his body, making him feel uncomfortable.
She didn't have any useful herbs at hand at the moment, so she could only go back and wait.
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