The injury on Qin Meiyu's arm was not serious, and it was a little red and swollen. Chu Qingyan wiped it clean with a dry cotton cloth with herbal water, applied medicine powder, and re-banded it.

Those who break into the illusion will remain in the state of intrusion. This injury cannot be cured without leaving the illusion. At present, I only hope that it will not worsen.

Chu Qingyan pulled down the bedding. The woman's fair and delicate skin on her back seemed to be warm. A black scar was far away from her waist. It was not long, but very deep.

The most serious injury in this place is probably because the injury worsens and people will suddenly have a fever.

The injury was not long, but the outermost skin had signs of ulceration. Chu Qingyan did not dare to take it lightly. He summoned the broken priest and turned it into the size of a dagger. He roasted it on the fire before slowly approaching the wound.

In the illusion, there is no spiritual breath, and the minor injuries that can be solved by a talisman on a daily basis have to be dealt with in this way.

"Qin Qi..." Chu Qingyan called out a few times, and seeing that she had never responded, she had to reach out and pat her face, "It will hurt a little, bear it."

Qin Mei's speech was confused and said "Yeah".

The blade cut the flesh and blood, and Qin Meiyu's back suddenly stiffened, and he hummed softly, but did not move.

Cut off the rotten meat, clean the wounded area, and apply the wounded medicine...

Chu Qingyan has done this series of actions many times, and has never been as difficult as this time.

In fact, this injury is really not worth mentioning for Qin Meiyu. She dug out the rotten meat with her own hands and treated the wound too many times. She knew the pain, but she was already numb, or she was used to it.

After the wound was treated, except that the breath became weaker, Qin Meiyu had nothing wrong with it. However, Chu Qingyan was covered in cold sweat, and when he turned the Biaozhi into the spiritual vein, his hands were still trembling slightly.

After a fight, Qin Meiyu's clothes were already damaged and dirty, and now they are wet by rain and can't wear them.

But, the medicine still needs to be fed.

Chu Qingyan brought the medicine to reduce fever, and Qin Meiyu was so angry that she started talking nonsense.

He wrapped the man in a quilt, moved him directly to his arms, held the bowl in one hand and held the spoon in the other hand to feed the medicine.

Qin Meiyu was very obedient and didn't make any noise at all. She had finished all the bitter medicine.

Finally, Chu Qingyan couldn't bear it and wiped the medicine stains on the corners of her lips. Her hands did not leave immediately. She gently stroked her face and asked softly, "Isn't it very bitter?"

The drowsy Qin Meiyu was wrapped in a quilt, not as lively as before, her cheeks were unusually thin red, with fewer edges and corners, and she looked extremely cute and silly, quiet and well-behaved.

Chu Qingyan carefully moved her head over to his shoulder, stroked her long dispersed hair, her eyes as gentle as water, and said to herself: "I'll buy you candy tomorrow."

In the second half of the night, Qin Meiyu sweated all over and finally woke up a little.

Her hands and feet were so bound that she felt uncomfortable, and her body was still sticky. She struggled hard, but she couldn't get rid of her sleepiness.

When she opened her eyes, she found something amazing. She actually sat and slept.

To be precise, sitting on someone else's lap...

“…”

Qin Meiyu, who encountered this situation for the first time, said that he didn't know what to do.

Chu Qingyan slept very heavily.

His head was leaning against the wall, and his hands were holding Qin Meiyu who was wrapped in a quilt.

The oil lamp burned out, and there was only the faint night in the room. He couldn't see his expression clearly, but Qin Meiyu could imagine it.

The sleeping posture of Chu Qingyan, the real person in Qingzhuo, is unreasonable.

I originally thought that it would be so pleasing to a beauty's couch, but I didn't expect that someone would do this lively and fragrant thing with a few traces of blood.

The pillow was a little exaggerated, but the apprentice wanted to respect and filial piety. After getting up early, he just walked to the door with his toiletries, and he was tied across his neck and could not enter a single step.

And her dear master, she sat up in the quilt, looked angry with a look of getting up.

Yes, yes, beauty looks good even if it is an angry beauty, what if it is a beauty who loves to take human life...

Qin Meiyu looked up at the beauty in front of him who loved to take human life.

She was young before and had nothing to do, so she naturally had no courage. A glance of Qingzhuo Zhenren could scare her to death. Now she has been killed twice and was kicked back by the King of Hell, and some of her capital is rampant.

However, the situation is difficult and I can't take it out with my hands. I am powerless to do evil.

Qin Meiyu moved his body, and Chu Qingyan subconsciously tightened her arms. Qin Meiyu thought he was awake and was about to speak when suddenly a warmth came across his forehead.

"...Get up quickly, buy you candy tomorrow, the sweetest and sweetest candy..."

In the whisper full of sleepiness, there is fatigue and worry, and there is also the warmth that cannot be ignored... gentleness.

Qin Meiyu was so scared that she stared at her eyes for a long time.

The boy surnamed Chu just now... he just put his lips on her forehead?

He is visiting her fever, right?

Then she can't say anything.

It's really cunning.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Meiyu was shocked and angry, and fell asleep in a drowsy manner again.

She slept very heavily and steadily. Without bloody killing and determination on the top of the snow-capped mountain, she did not have any dreams, she just slept.

When he woke up again, Qin Meiyu was very refreshed.

That's what he calls sleeping!

When Qin Meiyu found herself sleeping alone on the bed, she was stunned for a moment. Looking at the clean robe placed on the bedside, she secretly pulled the quilt over to cover her face.

After smelling the fragrance of cold plums that had not yet dissipated on the quilt, Qin Meiyu hid under the quilt and smiled secretly.

Not a mess...

Two knocks sounded at the door, and then Chu Qingyan's voice came.

"Are you awake?"

Qin Meiyu was startled and hurriedly pulled off the quilt, as if she had been knocked out of shame. She felt timid for a moment and did not dare to respond. She sat up quietly and looked out.

It was already bright outside, and the sun was in full swing. Through the crack of the door, you could see a figure of Taoist standing there without moving.

Unable to see that face, Qin Meiyu still felt that it was not Qingzhuo's real person outside, but it was still the boy named Chu who was still a stinky and calm. Her heart was calm and she slowly pulled her robe and put it on.

The place that was cut by the soul puppet with a sword has been sewn, and the damaged area is decorated with scarlet plum blossoms.

Qin Meiyu raised her eyebrows, and the smile on the corners of her lips spread.

It's really the same as when I was a child, I quietly touched my good wife and mother.

As long as the injury on the arm is not in trouble, it is not a problem. However, the injury on the waist can be involved, whether it is standing or sleeping.
Chapter completed!