The candlelight in the tent was dim and yellow.
But in Pei Yan's eyes at this moment, these few weak candlelights were extremely dazzling, illuminating the horrific wounds on his body... making it impossible for him to cover them up.
Pei Yan felt an inexplicable surge of sensitivity and inferiority in his heart.
These scars that he didn't care about before, now he didn't want to show them to Song Huan anymore...
"Get out!" Pei Yan held the edge of the wooden barrel tightly with both hands. Seeing that Song Huan did not move, his tone became even colder.
"Don't lose your temper."
Song Huan saw the wound on Pei Yan's right arm at a glance. He didn't know what he had done with this injured arm. A large pool of blood had already appeared on the gauze wrapped around the wound.
Song Huan instantly lost interest in chatting with Pei Yan. He quickly walked around behind the guy and lightly placed his fingers on the gauze covering his wound.
When she touched it, she found that Pei Yan's gauze was already completely wet.
Song Huan… endured it again and again, trying not to lose his temper. But his voice was still a little cold. “Didn’t Doctor Qin tell you not to let the wound get wet?”
Doctor Qin naturally confessed.
Even if Doctor Qin hadn't told him, Pei Yan had been on the battlefield for ten years and had suffered countless injuries, big and small. Of course he knew the little thing about not letting the wound come into contact with water.
But when he took a bath, he didn't like to have anyone serving him.
Even if it was Pei Xi, who had followed him since childhood, he just asked him to prepare hot water and then left.
"No problem. Doctor Qin will change the medicine for me tomorrow morning."
Pei Yan said coldly, "I said it's none of your business."
"Song Huan, if you don't get out, I'm going to have you dragged out."
Song Huan: “…” Haha, threaten her?
She curled her lips, chuckled, bent down, put her mouth close to Pei Yan's ear and whispered, "If you call for help, my lord, I will take off my clothes and get in the bathtub to bathe with you..."
The delicate fragrance of the woman reached Pei Yan's nose, and she even said shameful and seductive words...
Pei Yan's face suddenly turned red, and somewhere on his body felt hot and burning.
Song Huan could see with his own eyes that Pei Yan's ears, cheeks... and even the skin on his body were slowly turning red.
She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes could not help but look down along his shoulder——
What she saw was the shocking scar on Pei Yan's chest, which was winding and terrifying, and it struck her eyes directly. Song Huan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
This was not the first time she saw injuries on Pei Yan's body, but the first time she only saw an arm and half of his chest and back. The second time... well, the second time she was only concerned with completing the task and had no time to look at this guy's body.
This time is the most "unobstructed" one.
It was also the clearest time I saw it.
Song Huan's heart began to ache, and he frowned. He temporarily withdrew his gaze, not daring to look down.
She hadn't felt anything when she saw it before, but now she felt a little bit reluctant...
She only had one scar on her neck, which made her feel uncomfortable whenever she saw or touched it, and she couldn't help wanting to cover it up.
Luckily, it's winter now, and clothes have higher necklines, so I don't need to wrap a scarf around my neck...
But Pei Yan had too many scars on his body.
Scars of all sizes crisscrossed his chest, waist, abdomen, back, and arms, and were particularly noticeable on Pei Yan's cold white skin.
If she were in his place, she wouldn't want others to see her scars, no matter how close the relationship was.
Song Huan took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and said something that was not very considerate: "I advise you to relax, my lord, because not only will I not go out tonight, I won't go out tomorrow night either."
"Wait until you've recovered from your injury, then I'll consider whether or not to return to my own tent."
"So if you don't want me to see you... naked..." Song Huan couldn't help but touch the scar on Pei Yan's chest with his fingers. His eyes flashed as he said, "Then don't resist. Just be quiet and let me apply the medicine on you. Get well soon."
Pei Yan's face had already turned red, and he felt both angry and strangely sweet in his heart. For a moment, his desire to get Song Huan out became less intense.
He just lowered his eyes to look at the slender white hand touching his scars, his eyes deepened. With these scars on his body... if the medicine is used carefully, I wonder if it will still be useful?
At the same time, Song Huan was also typing to the system: "Master System, are you busy?"
System: "Dear, if you have any questions, please tell me."
Song Huan: "Oh, that's right."
"I'd like to ask if I buy scar repair products from you, can I use them on other people?"
System: "Sure, dear. Do you want to use it on your target, Pei Yan? If so, this system can give you a discount."
Song Huan: "...Hmm?"
"Are you setting some trap for me?"
Just kidding, the small wound she had suffered when she was scratched by the men in black at the Fengyuan Town Inn also left a glorious scar.
A few days ago, she had wanted to buy a scar repair tool to remove the small scar on her...but she asked the broken system many times if there was a discount, and the broken system always told her mercilessly that there was no discount.
Song Huan was really reluctant to waste a month's life to remove a small scar, so he had to give up with great pain.
Why is there a discount when it is used on Pei Yan?
System: "Dear, why do you say that? This system has never deceived you."
Song Huan: "Really? Then I want to buy some scar repair tools to fix my own scars. Is there a discount for that?"
System: "Excuse me, would you like to buy this separately, or together with the items for the capture target?"
Song Huan: "Are there any discounts?"
System: "No, dear. If you buy them individually, there's no discount. But if you buy them together with items to be used on a capture target, then you can get a 30% discount on the items you use yourself, and a 50% discount on the items used on the capture target."
Song Huan... was depressed, and said in a cold tone: "Why? Give me a reasonable reason."
System: "Because the props in this system cannot be used directly on the target, if you purchase the props, you will need to use your own blood as a medium to transmit it to the target."
"Since this system can't be used directly, there will naturally be a discount to compensate for this."
"..." Song Huan thought for a while and accepted the explanation of the broken system.
It seems that when the broken system is making up for something, it is indeed quite generous. I wonder if it is a loophole left when the system was designed?
"I'll buy it."
Song Huan's fingers slowly slid from Pei Yan's chest to his back, gently tapping a not-so-deep wound on his back. He said rather proudly, "How much health points does a wound of this severity require?"
System: "Dear, after the discount, it only costs half a month's worth of health."
Song Huan: “…”
Shit…what should I do if my heart still hurts?
She thought about the scar on her neck again. Even if she took a 30% discount, it would still take another 21 days of life, which added up to 36 days...
Ah! I can’t bear to let go!
I'm so heartbroken that I can't breathe!
"I... System Master, will your discount still be valid?"
System: "Please rest assured, if there are any changes to the discount for scar repair items, this system will notify you one month in advance."
Song Huan: "Okay, then I'll buy one for Pei Yanyan to try first..."
Anyway, out of fifteen days, she could only stay with Pei Yan for five nights at most.
After completing the transaction with the system, Song Huan thought about finding an opportunity to prick his finger and smear the blood on the wound on Pei Yan's back.
But the most urgent thing was to change the dressing and re-bandage the wound on this guy's arm.
"My Lord, do you have any medicine in your tent?"
Maybe what she just said had worked, but Pei Yan no longer insisted on asking her to leave.
But the redness on this guy's skin has not faded at all. It seems that he is still angry.
So after Song Huan asked, she didn't expect Pei Yan to answer. She moved her feet and thought of asking the guards outside to go to her tent to get it.
"Yes." Who knew that just as she took a step, Pei Yan answered her in a low voice: "Behind the bed."
Song Huan stopped walking when he heard that and turned back to look at Pei Yan. He saw that the guy's handsome face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
“……?”
What did she see?
Could it be that Pei Yanyan is not angry, but... shy?
Song Huan's originally aching heart seemed to be healed in an instant. Why did she suddenly feel like laughing?
No, no, no, I have to hold it in.
If she really laughed, Pei Yan would probably get out of the bathtub in anger and throw her out...
Song Huan pursed her lips and walked behind the bed to get the medicine box.
Fortunately, Pei Yan was also trying hard to control his emotions and had no time to care about the changes in Song Huan's expression.
Song Huan quickly took the medicine box and walked out from behind the bed. At this time, Pei Yan's face seemed to be more normal and not so red.
Song Huan pursed his lips tightly, not daring to smile. He quickly walked around behind Pei Yan, cleared his throat, and said, "Raise your arms."
Pei Yan was surprisingly obedient when he heard this. He loosened the strength in his hands and slowly raised his arms.
Only then did he feel a slight pain coming from his arm... His thin lips couldn't help but curl into a straight line, preventing him from making any sound.
Song Huan found a dry cotton towel and first wiped off the water droplets on Pei Yan's arm, and then picked up the scissors and cut the gauze on Pei Yan's arm.
The gauze was tightly attached to the skin. Other places were fine, but the gauze covering the wound was stuck to the skin.
Song Huan frowned and couldn't help but say, "From today until your wound is healed, if you want to take a bath, let me help you, okay?"
Pei Yan: "...I will not wash again until my wound is healed."
Song Huan was helpless for a moment: "It's up to you."
She carefully treated the wound on Pei Yan's arm. "If it hurts, just scream. Don't be afraid of being embarrassed."
Pei Yan: “…”
Oh, he wouldn't make a sound even if he died.
Song Huan naturally didn't know what he was thinking, but she was still very gentle. It took her a quarter of an hour to clean the wound on Pei Yan's arm, and then she applied medicine and bandaged it again.
However, after bandaging the wound, she suddenly discovered something.
She remembered that Pei Yan's left leg was also injured... Then why did he soak his legs in water?
"Pei Yan!"
Song Huan was furious, "Stretch out your injured leg!"
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Today's Pei Yanyan: I don't want my wife to see my scars.
Pei Yanyan in the future: My wife, I am injured, please take a look...
Song Huan: ???
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