Mu Yutian widened her eyes and was about to push him, but Murong Yanxing consciously leaned back a little and successfully avoided Mu Yutian's attack.

"Do you want to always do sneak attacks?" Mu Yutian snorted and said with a serious expression.

Murong Yanxing nodded: "No problem, I will ask for your opinion next time."

"Hey, are you getting the point wrong? I didn't say... you want to ask for my opinion. I mean... please don't be so casual!" Mu Yutian aggravated the last two words.

"I've never been a casual person." Murong Yanxing answered.

"Get up casually... it's not a human..." Mu Yutian murmured in a low voice.

"Hmm?!" Murong Yanxing raised his voice, half questioning and half threatening.

"Oh... Instructor, my ankle hurts so much. Please send me back to rest quickly." Mu Yutian changed the topic.

"Since your feet hurt, you need to bandage it." Murong Yanxing walked to the glass cabinet where medical supplies were placed, and opened the cabinet.

When they first came in, there was no one in the infirmary. I don’t know if it was Murong Yanxing doing it on purpose or if it happened.

Murong Yanxing took out a roll of gauze from the cabinet and walked to Mu Yutian's side.

"Stretch your feet out, I'll help you." Murong Yanxing said politely, but he was not polite. He reached out to pull Mu Yutian's feet, took off her shoes, and pulled down her socks.

"Hey! You... that, bandage your ankles, don't take off all the socks." For some reason, Mu Yutian felt a little embarrassed to catch her feet with her hands when Murong Yanxing grabbed her feet with her hands.

She finally understood why in ancient times, women's feet could not be easily seen, which made people feel a little shy.

The ugly part of most people is probably a pair of feet hidden in their shoes all year round. Mu Yutian is different. Her little feet are slender, but not skinny, and her fingertips are white and tender.

"I haven't seen anything else on you before?" Murong Yanxing said without hesitation.

"Don't talk nonsense! It seems like...we have something." Mu Yutian retorted.

"Oh, I don't mean that, I mean, when your bath towel accidentally fell off...I've already..."

Mu Yutian hurriedly stretched out her hands and covered Murong Yanxing's mouth: "Okay, okay, instructor, stop talking! Can't I admit defeat?"

Let's talk about her embarrassing things.

Mu Yutian simply didn't say anything, looking at Murong Yanxing with long gauze, deliberately wrapped her ankle in an injury.

I originally thought that he had thick hands and feet, so he would definitely not know anything. Who knew that Murong Yanxing was orderly, covered with gauze one by one, and bandaged it very beautifully.

"You actually know this..." Mu Yutian said in admiration.

"Of course, sometimes when fighting in the wild, without that condition, a military doctor will always be with you. At this time, it is very important to do it yourself." Murong Yanxing was still lowering his head.

Mu Yutian didn't say anything, but she didn't expect that the man would continue to talk.

"I once bandaged a comrade. The wound was in a more important part. While bandaging it, the blood kept flowing out. No matter how many layers are wrapped or how tight it is, the red blood will still soak in gauze. Do you know? It is often written in the novel... 'I never knew that people really shed so much blood.' In fact, it is all true... But... you have to see it with your own eyes to feel shocked..."
Chapter completed!