There is a warm current flowing through my heart.

Zhao Xueying said: "Call the doctor quickly."

Boyan looked at Linghunan. Linghunan understood and immediately went to ask for a doctor.

The doctor re-bandaged the wound, gave Wanyan Lie some more decoction, and then left.

After everyone retreated, Zhao Xueying asked Ling Yin to fetch warm water, wet the white sweat towel, and wipe Wanyan Lie's forehead and palms.

The cycle goes back and forth.

During this period, Wanyan Lie had nightmares one after another and talked a lot in his sleep.

"Mother, except for the seventh brother, aren't we your sons? How can you be so partial, so partial!"

"Brother Wang, you can't die! You can't die!"

"Brother Wang, I will inherit your ideals and ambitions, let my country prosper and the people live and work in peace and contentment!"

…

It turns out that he is not as invincible as he appears to be. He also has times when he is weak and has a very bad life.

The four words "tough and tender" somehow slipped into Zhao Xueying's mind and gradually took root.

The early morning sunlight came through the window lattice as expected, illuminating the interior room brightly.

Wanyanlie opened his eyes and saw Zhao Xueying asleep lying on the bedside. Her skin was as thick as fat and her eyelashes were as curved as a small fan. There was a chair next to her, and there was a basin on the chair with water in it.

He felt something on his forehead, raised his hand and took it off. It was a white sweat towel.

Has she been taking care of him all night?

When Wanyan Lie thought of this, his heart was full and his whole body was filled with vitality. He reached out and gently touched her fingers.

Zhao Xueying woke up from her daze. As soon as she opened her eyes, she stood up and touched Yan Lie's forehead, saying to herself: "It's okay, it's not hot anymore."

Sure enough, she had been taking care of him all night.

Zhao Xueying returned to consciousness and looked down from a high position. When she saw Wanyan Lie looking at her with his eyes wide open and unusually bright, Zhao Xueying's heart froze. He was about to get up, but the other party held the back of his head and pressed him down.

Wanyanlie kissed her directly on the lips.

"Well……"

After just one kiss, Wanyan Lie let go.

Zhao Xueying straightened up and took a step back, covering her lips with the back of her hand, and said angrily: "You... you are a swindler!"

Wanyan Lie burst out laughing, not laughing twice, then suddenly paused and frowned, as if he was injured.
Chapter completed!