Feng Jiuqing could see Ji Buyao's happiness from his disguised calmness. When she heard him say that he had never left here since he was trapped here when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, she could think of them staying here.

How happy will he be if you relieve his boredom?

"Thanks."

Ji Buyao waved his hand, "There is no need to say thank you to me. Although that boy from Tumen is unwilling to tell me anything, I know that you are the person they are looking for in Nansumen."

Feng Jiuqing pursed her lips and nodded, then heard Ji Buyao say in a slightly reminiscent voice: "You don't look very powerful, so why did I choose you?"

"I want to know too, or why don't you go ask Tumen?" Feng Jiu was not angry at all. She didn't understand it herself. She didn't think she was special, she was just an ordinary person among all living beings.

Ji Buyao curled his lips, "I just think that since you are the destined person they are looking for, you must learn more things."

He struggled slightly and thought for a while, "Do you want to learn something from me?"

This time it was Feng Jiuqing's turn to be confused. She looked at Ji Buyao doubtfully, "What do you want to teach me?"

"Who said I wanted to teach you? I'm asking you if you want to learn?"

"I don't want to." Before Ji Buyao could react, she had already taken the bottles and jars in his hand and closed the door.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Nangong Ling, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, standing behind her, causing the bottles and jars in her hands to almost be knocked over to the ground.

Feng Jiuqing looked sullen, "Why are you standing here if you don't just lie down on the bed?"

"Listen to what you are talking about."

He lay back down again with a normal expression. Feng Jiuqing opened the medicine bottles given by Ji Buyao and sniffed them gently. They were indeed good medicines.

Feng Jiuqing reached out to untie Nangong Ling's clothes, only to find that Nangong Ling was motionless, staring straight at her with his eyes.

"Take off your clothes quickly and I'll give you medicine." The painkillers were almost no longer enough, and she might not even be able to lift her arms, let alone give Nangong Ling medicine.

"I'm well aware of my own injuries. You apply medicine to yourself first, and I'll take care of my own injuries later."

There was a deep groove between his eyebrows. How could he not have thought of it just now? Feng Jiuqing was injured, but it seemed as if he couldn't feel any pain at all.

Thinking about it now, he just felt like he deserved to die for not noticing such an important thing earlier.

"If you want to take the medicine, I will take it. You don't want your hand anymore, right?"

Feng Jiuqing understood what he meant, and she was silent for a while. "I know my own injuries well. I didn't hurt any important meridians. I'll just apply some medicine and it will be fine in two days."

Without waiting for Nangong Ling to say anything else, she urged impatiently, "I won't be able to give you the medicine after the effect of the medicine wears off. I'll be fine by then, and your legs will be useless first."

Nangong Ling still pursed her lips and looked stubborn. Feng Jiuqing sighed and started directly.

The person who was sitting motionless just now suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "I can apply the medicine myself. Let me see your injury."

Although she said her injuries were not serious, he still felt uneasy and had to see it with his own eyes to believe it.

Before she could react, the positions between her and Nangong Ling had been reversed.

Because of the violent movements, his brows furrowed slightly, but his face was full of distress. He had clearly said more than once that he would never let her get hurt in the future, but he didn't expect that he couldn't do what he said in the end.

He put his hands on Feng Jiuqing's cuffs and untied the ties that bound her cuffs. Even though Feng Jiuqing had taken painkillers, he still seemed to be afraid of hurting her, so he moved very gently.

He tried to roll up his sleeves bit by bit, but as soon as he saw a bit of fair skin, Feng Jiuqing reached out to stop him.

She is a little awkward and still not used to other people's concern.

"I'm really fine. It's just a little flesh wound. Just put some medicine on it and it'll be fine. If you really don't want me to give you medicine, I can go out now."

Nangong Ling was so angry that her eyes were hot, "Don't I want you to give me medicine?"

If he had such a good opportunity to get closer to Feng Jiuqing on weekdays, it would be okay even if he inflicted some wounds on himself every day.

But now his whole heart is worried about Feng Jiuqing's body, so how can he have the time to think about those charming things.

Feng Jiuqing was struck by his deep and concerned eyes, and was a little speechless. She opened her mouth several times without knowing what to say.

Nangong Ling took advantage of her moment to continue folding her sleeves up.

The painkillers were about to lose their effectiveness. The clothes adhered to the skin and became more solid after a long period of friction. With Nangong Ling's movements, she felt the surge of pain.

But she gritted her teeth and pretended to be nonchalant, afraid that if she revealed any clues, Nangong Ling would look at her with that extremely guilty look.

But even though she hid it well, Nangong Ling still found out, "If it hurts, don't endure it, I will be more careful."

The corners of his mouth fell into a straight line, and even though the movements of his hands were very gentle, Feng Jiuqing's hands were still trembling slightly due to pain.

"I can bear it, it's already like this anyway, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain." Feng Jiuqing frowned in pain, and thin drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Nangong Ling suddenly stopped moving and looked at Feng Jiuqing with a trace of anger in her eyes, "Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain? Then have you ever thought about a possibility? That is, I don't want you to endure any pain at all?"

The emotion in his eyes was so deep that Feng Jiuqing didn't know how to face it. As usual, she cowered in front of Nangong Ling, lowering her head and looking at her fleshy arm.

"I just want to say take your time. I'm in pain too, so it's better to go faster."

This low voice, obviously without any ups and downs, made Nangong Ling feel a little aggrieved.

He sighed, but didn't know how to proceed. Feng Jiuqing didn't want to dwell on this matter. Under Nangong Ling's panicked eyes, she pulled off the clothes that were stuck to her flesh.

The heartbreaking pain made Feng Jiuqing moan in pain. Nangong Ling grabbed her hand and said, "You're crazy!"

Sweat has soaked Feng Jiuqing's hair in front of her forehead, and her face is very pale, "Let's apply the medicine!"

When Nangong Ling saw this, her heart became even more bitter. In Feng Jiuqing's heart, it seemed that the word "we" would never exist. In her eyes, you are you and I am me. She can convey her love to others, but

But I'm not used to being cared about.

Even though he felt sad in his heart, he still carefully applied the medicine to Feng Jiuqing with a straight face.

His movements were very gentle, as if the powder sprinkled on Feng Jiuqing's wounds would hurt her.
Chapter completed!