Ling Nuanqing was so scared that she moved the basin away, pulled out the tissue and wiped Ling Shaocheng's mouth first. Before she could wash her face, her body became wet.

Ling Shaocheng heard the servant startled, "What a big deal, you go out first."

"I'd better help Miss."

"No, she can handle this little thing, go out."

Ling Nuanqing was not good at using one hand, and the wound was still painful to pull. She wrung the towel with one hand and wiped Ling Shaocheng's face and neck.

"I'm the one who's talking about what's better than failure."

Ling Shaocheng still had foam in his mouth, "Don't worry, let me rinse my mouth clean before saying that."

Ling Nuanqing handed the cup full of warm water to his mouth and asked him to rinse his mouth.

The clothes are wet, so you have to change them quickly.

Ling Shaocheng's hospital gown was wide and it was easy to put on and take off. Ling Nuanqing found a dry towel and took off his top first.

She wiped the towel down the man's collarbone. In addition to the treated wounds, there were also many scratches and bruises on his body. Ling Nuanqing wiped it and wanted to lift the quilt up for him.

"Why, don't you dress me anymore?"

"Or it's just like that, it's convenient to scrub at night."

Ling Shaocheng smiled bitterly, "If someone comes in later, will you let them see me like this?"

"Didn't I cover you with the quilt?"

"Then I exposed my two shoulders, wouldn't it make me feel more obvious?"

Ling Nuanqing couldn't say that he was so he found a hospital gown next to him. She put her two sleeves on Ling Shaocheng's arm, and the clothes were worn backwards, and the buttoned side was worn behind him, which saved the time to button.

Ling Shaocheng can't move now, no matter how she wants to torture him, she can only follow her.

"Let me see the wound on your hand."

"That knife is not heavy, it is blocked by a thick cotton jacket."

Compared with Ling Shaocheng, Ling Nuanqing is already lucky.

But her luck was not because of God's favor, but because Ling Shaocheng was standing in front of her.

"I think you have to shave your beard."

Ling Shaocheng raised his hand and touched his chin, "I don't think you should focus on me. Do you want to clean up my whole body now?"

"You think beautifully."

The upper body is OK, the lower body...

She doesn't know how to do it.

This kind of thing can only be handed over to Mingyue.

Ling Shaocheng couldn't lie down and looked out the window. "I want to go home, I want to go around the yard, and I want to play basketball."

"Just dream."

Ling Shaocheng hissed, "Doesn't you have sympathy?"

"You have to take care of this injury for several months."

Ling Shaocheng looked troubled and painful, "Do you just let me lie down like this?"

"Well, I'll look at you."

"Are you all with me?"

Ling Nuanqing stood beside the bed and nodded. "Go with me."

"Never leave a step?"

"It's a bit difficult, but... I can do it without leaving the room for a moment, and make sure it's under your nose. Or, I'll just be there where you can hear it with a shout, can you listen to your orders at any time?"

Ling Shaocheng is quite unaccustomed to it, "Why do I feel a little unfamiliar with you like this?"

"Then won't it be better if you get used to it slowly?"
Chapter completed!