This small packet wasn't enough to wipe her legs; after wiping both legs, only a little bit was left.
Bai Yuan watched from the side, and then went out again after a while.
He walked around the entire village, going from house to house asking if anyone had face cream.
Then they brought back more than ten packages.
Some have been disassembled, and some have not.
They were all placed by the bedside.
"Use more, don't be stingy with it."
"No, I'll go get another one."
As Bai Yuan spoke, he took the Chinese medicine he had prepared that morning and prepared to change her application.
"Tell me if it hurts."
"I'll try to be as gentle as possible."
The man carefully removed the wooden bindings from her legs as he spoke.
Despite using a cloth as a pad, her skin still developed purple marks from being pressed.
Bai Yuan felt very sorry for him.
The movements became gentler.
"Does it hurt?" The man gently wiped away the dregs of medicine near her wound with a warm towel.
"It doesn't hurt." Shi Wu shook her head, her fingers gently twirling the corner of the blanket.
Bai Yuan's movements remained cautious, the skin his fingertips touched was slightly red, and he dared not use force, for fear of hurting her.
The aroma of herbs filled the room, carrying a hint of bitterness.
"Where did you find so many face wipes?" Shi Wu pointed to the small bags piled up by the bed and couldn't help but laugh. "Did you search the whole village?"
Bai Yuan's ears burned, and he lowered his head to continue applying the medicine: "Anyway, they won't use it all."
The moment the medicated mud was applied to the wound, Shi Wu subconsciously pulled her leg back.
Bai Yuan immediately stopped what he was doing, frowning as he looked at her: "Does it hurt?"
"It's cold." She blinked, her toes unconsciously brushing against his wrist. "Your hand is so hot."
Bai Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly wrapped the medicine in gauze. His movements as he tied the wooden board were much more skillful than before.
As he finished tying the cloth, his knuckles accidentally brushed against the inside of her calf, and both of them paused slightly.
"Alright." He stood up abruptly, making a loud bang as he hit the stool.
"I'll go cook."
Shi Wu watched his retreating figure, which was practically fleeing in panic, and burst out laughing.
Soon after, the sound of spatulas clattering came from the kitchen.
Shi Wu propped herself up and sat up. The medicine on her leg began to heat up, like countless tiny ants crawling on the wound.
She tried moving her toes—and they were indeed much more flexible than the day before.
And my bones don't hurt as much anymore.
It seems to be healing soon.
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On the other side.
It was getting late.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiliu was huddled under Wu Zhuang's eaves.
Several villagers were still watching her, so she couldn't go anywhere.
Moreover, she was both cold and hungry.
He crouched in the corner, trembling.
Feeling that things couldn't continue like this, she got up to talk to Wu Zhuang.
As soon as she stood up, Wu Ziqiang, who was next to her, stared at her warily.
Jiang Zhiliu strode to Wu Zhuang's door and knocked.
"Wu Zhuang, open the door," Jiang Zhiliu called out.
A moment later, Wu Zhuang's footsteps approached the door.
As the wooden door opened, a wisp of warm air wafted out of the room.
This immediately made Jiang Zhiliu, who was shivering from the cold, feel much better.
"Wu Zhuang, let's talk!"
As Jiang Zhiliu spoke, he took a step forward, intending to go inside.
But Wu Zhuang reached out and blocked the door.
"Say what you have to say here."
"I'm not even married yet, it's not appropriate for a woman like you to come into my room."
"Just say what you have to say."
"It's getting dark, everyone should go to sleep."
Jiang Zhiliu clenched her teeth.
It's clear that Wu Zhuang was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.
But now she can hardly move an inch in the village.
There was no other way but to appease Wu Zhuang for the time being.
I'm thinking of finding a way to leave this place later.
"I promise you, please let me in."
As Jiang Zhiliu spoke, she looked at Wu Zhuang with a sullen expression.
"You agreed to have my child?" Wu Zhuang looked at Jiang Zhiliu with a smile.
Jiang Zhiliu glanced at Wu Ziqiang and other villagers beside him out of the corner of his eye.
She had no choice but to nod.
"Yes, I've agreed to have your child."
"Please let me in!"
Without waiting for Wu Zhuang's obstruction, Jiang Zhiliu strode into the house.
After giving Wu Ziqiang a cheerful look, Wu Zhuang quickly closed the door and went to hug Jiang Zhiliu.
"Wu Zhuang, you're really living the good life."
"But if you can't do it, I can do it!"
Wu Ziqiang's voice came from outside the door.
"screw you!"
"I'm perfectly capable!"
As Wu Zhuang spoke, he carried Jiang Zhiliu to the bed and placed her there.
His heavy body pressed down on her, and he lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.
"Wu Zhuang, could you shave?"
"It pricked me!"
Jiang Zhiliu turned her face away in disgust.
"Hey, you're looking down on me?"
"This beard is my signature look. It has captivated countless girls within a ten-mile radius."
"What's wrong with pricking me?"
"You're my wife. If you won't let me get vaccinated, who will?"
As Wu Zhuang spoke, he grabbed Jiang Zhiliu's hands and pressed them down.
He lowered his head and began to kiss her even more brazenly.
"Wait a minute, I need to take a shower first."
"I was completely frozen."
"If you force yourself on me like this, and I get hurt, you can forget about having this child."
Jiang Zhiliu said this while forcefully pushing Wu Zhuang away.
Now she has to find a way to get out of here.
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