: Applying medicine

"Why are you laughing at?" Feng Qing's hand digging the ointment stopped in mid-air.

Seeing Qin Mufeng's smile and his handsome facial features melted from his smile, Feng Qing's nose felt a fever again.

Why does this person exude charm when he wakes up?

It's really. Excessive!

Qin Mufeng did not answer, but looked at Feng Qing's fingertips that stopped in the air. With this glance, Feng Qing felt that the fingertips of her left hand were about to get angry. When Feng Qing was about to withdraw her finger, Qin Mufeng reached out to hold it.

He stopped Feng Qing's left hand, leaned slightly, and personally put Feng Qing's index finger, which had been stained with ointment, onto his cheek.

Feng Qing's hand was slightly warmed by Qin Mufeng, and his dry palm was perfectly wrapped. For a moment, the heart in his chest actually hopped and then started to beat wildly!

"Why do you do it yourself!"

Feng Qing wanted to pull her hand back, but she moved twice, but couldn't break free.

"I can't see."

The dark eyes seemed to have an abyss, staring straight at Feng Qing. But, Qin Mufeng's voice was slightly hoarse, with a little lazy temptation. Feng Qing only felt that his ears had received this

The sounds began to heat up!

"Okay, then you let me go, I'll give you some advice." Feng Qing said without any help.

"kindness."

Seeing that Feng Qing's face began to turn red, the curve of Qin Mufeng's mouth became even bigger, so he let go of Feng Qing and added.

"Don't tremble, I'm afraid of pain."

Fear. Fear of pain

Feng Qing, who had not shaken his hands, heard this, and when he shook his hand, the plaster on his fingertips fell down tremblingly, and it was stuck on the white clothes on Qin Mufeng's chest.

So Qin Mufeng lowered his head, looked at the location of the ointment on his chest, and then raised his eyes, and the emotion of "Look, it's true."

Feng Qing looked at the plaster on his chest in annoyance, reached out and dug a large piece of plaster in the wooden box, and poked it hard on Qin Mufeng's face!

"Anyway, you have to change your clothes, as it will be dirty if you are dirty!"

He deliberately made a big piece of ointment on Qin Mufeng's face hard and quickly, and then Feng Qing pretended to be calm and reached back and took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers.

Qin Mufeng was not angry either. He reached out and scraped the excess part of the plaster on his face on his fingertips, then reached out and pulled Feng Qing's arm and pulled it.

Feng Qing was not prepared, so he was pulled so hard that he narrowed the distance between him and Qin Mufeng.

Looking at Mu Ran's handsome face magnified in front of him, Feng Qing's eyes widened.

"My injuries have been taken out, but yours are not yet."

As he said that, Qin Mufeng reached out and gently applied the ointment from his fingertips to Feng Qing's forehead.

Qin Mufeng's movements were extremely light, and Feng Qing could hardly feel any wounds being touched. Only when the coldness of the jade sauce came from the mouth, Feng Qing was sure that Qin Mufeng was really applying medicine to her.

Moreover, it was the ointment that just got stuck on his face.

"I'll do it myself!" Feng Qing wanted to push Qin Mufeng away: "And why are you applying the ointment you have dipped in to me? Is it dirty?"

What Feng Qing wanted to say was originally, but she was not ashamed. Unexpectedly, this was turned into a corner on the tip of her tongue, and it was replaced by a dirty one.

"You painted it for me, it won't be dirty."

Feng Qing choked.

Of course she knew that the medicine she applied was not dirty!

Qin Mufeng finished applying the wound on Feng Qing's forehead and grabbed Feng Qing's hand. The other hand was dipped in the plaster in the wooden box to apply the corrosion on the back of her hand, and the movement was very light.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Mufeng lowered his eyes and looked focused.

"It doesn't hurt."

Skin trauma is really nothing to Feng Qing.

Moreover, her physical condition has always been good, and it is not easy to leave scars. No matter how severe the external trauma is, as long as the treatment is done properly, there will be basically no scars left. For example, the whip mark on her face back then disappeared in the end.

After applying the wound on the back of his hand, Qin Mufeng sat up slightly, grabbed Feng Qing's hand, lifted up his sleeve, revealing Feng Qing's little arm that had been corroded with a large piece of flesh.

Qin Mufeng looked at the terrifying wound on his arm, and his hands shook for a moment before digging some plaster into the wooden box and carefully applied medicine to Feng Qing.

Before going to bed, Feng Qing applied plaster once, but it took a long time and it was almost dry. Moreover, Feng Qing applied it himself in a hurry, and it was not evenly applied. At this time, some places that were not applied were red and swollen.

, and there are some signs of festering.

Seeing that Qin Mufeng had excellent medicine, Feng Qing stopped struggling and asked him to apply medicine obediently.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Until Qin Mufeng finished applying plaster to Feng Qing, he took out gauze and wrapped it around his arm tightly, and then carefully put down Feng Qing's cuff to cover his forearm. Feng Qing finally frowned and reached out to grab Qin Mufeng's left hand and index finger

It was tied with the middle finger.

Qin Mufeng did not struggle and let Feng Qing take his pulse obediently.

The eyebrows and eyes are only soft and calm.

When Feng Qing sensed the situation inside Qin Mufeng's body, she finally frowned and said uneasy.

"Seventh Master, where is your spiritual power!"

That’s right! Qin Mufeng’s spiritual power disappeared!

There was not even a trace of spiritual power in his body! The snowy mountain in Dantian was also gray!

"Worry about me?" Qin Mufeng only had Feng Qing in his eyes.

"What's wrong with this? Is it because of hostility? Why has the spiritual power in your body disappeared? What about hostility? Did it disappear?"

If Feng Qing had some scars on her body, Qin Mufeng had always been accustomed to using his light-based spiritual power to treat her directly. But this time, Qin Mufeng only applied medicine to her and never used a trace of light-based spiritual power. This was not at all.

In line with Qin Mufeng's style.

That's why Feng Qing felt strange and pulled her wrist to take her pulse.

Feng Qing couldn't accept the results obtained.

The anger in Qin Mufeng's body seemed to have never appeared, and disappeared completely, and even the Nuwa stone on her wrist could not absorb a trace of anger. However, all the spiritual power in Qin Mufeng's body seemed to disappear with the anger.

, completely disappeared!

"How could this happen? I heard from Chuyi that the anger in your body is the oppression of Zhulong. I don't know much about the ancient gods. Now, is this in your body that you completely suppress him or what?

Why, your spiritual power will disappear completely, this doesn't make sense."

Feng Qing frowned and fell into his own thoughts, not realizing that the smile on the corner of Qin Mufeng's mouth had not disappeared.

"I have no spiritual power, do you dislike it?"

"What are you talking nonsense? Master Qi, I respect you not because of your profound realm. And don't worry, since I have taken the Medicine King Ring, I will find a way to cure you no matter what. Now that you are like this, it should be just a temporary

Yes, I will find a way to help you recover!”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Qin Mufeng raised his eyebrows gently, feeling that he had lost all his spiritual power, and it seemed that it was not something that could not be accepted at first sight.
Chapter completed!