"Pull your thumb apart and let me have a look." The doctor said seriously.
The skin between the fingers is tender, the injury will be more serious than other places, but it is in the crevices, it is not easy to apply medicine, it is one thing, skin to skin contact, conveying heat, and making the wound worse is another thing, he wants to see See to what extent, it is good to prescribe the right medicine.
Fang Shu quickly started, holding his thumb with one hand and the other four fingers with the other, breaking them apart, and showing the doctor, "How is it?"
The doctor didn't speak, just stared at it for a long time, and said again, "The index finger."
Fang Shu quickly changed positions, holding his thumb and index finger with one hand, and the remaining fingers with the other, opening the gap between the index finger and middle finger, facing the doctor.
Before the doctor could say anything, Fang Shu just raised her head and before she could speak, Fang Shu hastily opened the gap between his middle finger and ring finger, and then let him look at the little finger.
Inexplicably, there is a feeling of selling products to customers. How do customers want to see the products? She tried her best to show him the details, Your Majesty—it was the commodity.
Fang Shu peeked at the emperor, the emperor has been very cooperative, quietly and silently, her eyes kept on the hands of the two of them, her eyes were indifferent, she didn't know what was going on in her heart.
Maybe you will find her abrupt
After only meeting him a few times, I just touched his hands all over so naturally, although it was for the reason of seeing a doctor.
In fact, although they have only met a few times, they have known each other for more than half a year. They exchange letters every day, just like the most familiar strangers. It is the familiarization period.
It's as if we've known each other for many years, getting along, talking, even breaking his hand, are all familiar, and I didn't feel unnatural.
Of course, there are still a little worries, such as fearing that he will think she is a hooligan, Fang Shu thought about it and let go.
Just left a little distance, the doctor said, "Turn your hand over and let me see the back."
Before Fang Shu could react, her hands were already up, and she turned his hands over, facing the doctor with the back of her hands. There was no resistance in the process. He was completely in a state where you can do whatever you want to do with him, without a trace resist.
If he hates it, he will definitely refuse it. For example, if he refuses the doctor's touch, does it mean that he is not so annoying
It's also possible that she was too fast and domineering, holding him down without giving him time to react, so he couldn't struggle, right
Suddenly there was a feeling of taking a cat to see a doctor. The cat she raised in the previous life had a bad stomach, and she had to go to the doctor from time to time. The frequent visits caused psychological shadows.
Every time I saw the doctor, I would yell and yell, refused to cooperate, and asked her to hold down tightly, which was almost the same as now, and she controlled his hand, so he had no chance to move.
It must be hated, right
Every time she takes the cat to see a doctor, the cat ignores her for two or three days, the emperor...
The cat doesn't understand that it's for its own good, the emperor should understand, even looking at his expression, he can't see what he thinks, after all, he is the emperor, his happy face doesn't show on his face, but Fang Shu has seen him angry.
That day in the abandoned palace, when she cheated, she obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right. Now that feeling is gone, it means that he is not angry.
As long as you don't get angry, other minor grievances can be ignored.
After all, she was just trying to be with him. If he was dissatisfied with what she did because of her discord, and they didn't get together in the end, she could only say that the two of them were not suitable and had no fate.
She won't force her to stay, she will hook up with her as she pleases, whether she can hook up or not, it's up to God to save face.
Thinking of this, Fang Shu felt a lot more relaxed. She let go of her burden and looked more natural than before. She rolled up his sleeves and showed the doctor his whole hand, and the upper part of his wrist was also a little red.
At first I thought it was because she was holding it, but when I saw the doctor later, when I raised my hand, the sleeve slipped off, revealing that his other wrist was also red, and she didn't hold that hand, so it was burnt.
Maybe when washing his hands, he washed his wrist very honestly. He was so cruel to himself, the burn was so painful, and he remained silent and completely unresponsive. If she hadn't discovered it, he probably wouldn't have said anything.
The doctor saw it, "I have homemade scald medicine here, which cools and relieves pain, reduces swelling and blood stasis, you apply it on him, and if it doesn't cool down, wash it off and apply it again."
As he spoke, he got up and went to get things from the drawer at the back. Not long after, a small porcelain bottle was placed on the table, "Seven hundred coins."
Fang Shu expressed her understanding, took out a money bag from her pocket, poured out a pile of copper plates and broken silver, and counted seven hundred of them to him.
It was rare that the emperor was there, if she wasn't there, she would definitely have to pay back the price. Suddenly, there was a guy who was dating the goddess and didn't want the goddess to think he was cheap, so he didn't even pay back the price.
Seven hundred Wen, the money she spent selling soup dumplings for a day!
Although the pain in my heart was dying, but it didn't show on the face, I took the medicine jar and came over, "Do you wipe it yourself or should I wipe it for you?"
Yin Fei stretched out her hands and said nothing, the meaning was already obvious.
Fang Shu opened the jar, dug some ointment with her hands, dabbed it on the emperor's hand, dabbed it on both hands, and then rubbed it away from the back of her hand.
Not to mention, this medicine is really cool. When Fang Shu wiped it on him, she inevitably got some on herself. It was cool and comfortable, and it was even cooler when the wind blows it.
The doctor said that he would change the medicine when it was cold, and it happened that she could feel it herself, so she could change the medicine in time.
It was inconvenient for Fang Shu to rub both hands together, so she let go of one of his hands first, and held one of his hands with the other, playing with his hands openly and boldly.
This opportunity is very rare, she can look carefully, from the thin back of the hand, and then the slender fingers, the fingertips are slightly raised, the nails are round, and the palm of the hand is slightly calloused, it is not obvious, after all, it is a sword practice, not at all Calluses are impossible.
But it was also much tenderer than her hands, and she could clearly see the tiny blood vessels looming under the skin, which made her very worried that he might damage it.
Fortunately, that hand was not as fragile as she thought. After wiping one hand, there was no slight damage. Fang Shu continued to wipe his other hand, this time speeding up, so that he couldn't make him feel that she was a hooligan who was taking advantage of him. .
Although she was indeed acting like a hooligan, those hands were so beautiful that even an old aunt like her with super-powerful concentration couldn't bear it.
After Fang Shu finished wiping, she let him go and washed her hands by herself. The ointment was a little sticky, and she planned to keep it on her hand so she could feel when the ointment was cold so she could change it for him, but it would affect her eating and drinking, so Fang Shu still decided to wash it off.
The medicine was very strong, and she still felt a little bit after washing it off. Fang Shu dried her hands and came back, took the porcelain jar given by the doctor, and when she looked up, the emperor was waiting not far away, and turned to look at her when she heard the movement.
He was very white, and when he stood in the sun, he had the feeling that he was going to be transparent by the sun. Now he was standing under the light, he still had the same feeling, as if he was so white that he was transparent.
Fang Shu walked to the other side of him and blocked some light for him, for fear that he would really be illuminated transparently, and then disappear like a bubble.
Although I know it is impossible, I have this kind of worry for no reason.
Still the same as the beginning, he rolled up his sleeves, and then grabbed his wrist, this time a little higher, because the medicine was smeared under his wrist bone.
"Let's go, let's go watch the fireworks." Fang Shu didn't know what other people were doing on a date. After all, it was the first time they were in a relationship, but she never left to watch movies, eat, etc., and she just followed suit.
However, I saw fireworks almost every year in my previous life. I usually thought about it, and I could buy some and put it in a corner. I didn’t think fireworks were any good at all.
She thinks, um, people are more beautiful than fireworks.
The emperor himself may not have felt it, he is used to being followed by people around him, Fang Shu is a little transparent, usually no one pays attention to her, this is the first time that all eyes staring at her naked, as if they have hatred for her, mostly come from women.
I guess it was because she was jealous that she was mediocre in appearance and not outstanding in all aspects, so she could have such a boyfriend
In fact, it's not that much, it's just a chance to date, but others don't know, they must think so.
I saw that he had a female companion, and even seduced him in front of her, getting very close to him, talking on purpose, trying to make him turn back, but the perfect emperor didn't notice, and was dragged by her obediently throughout the whole process .
He doesn't like to talk, and he rarely communicates with her, let alone other people, he doesn't even give him a look.
Fang Shu dragged him up to the watchtower, the watchtower was free, there were many people, almost crowded, it was more convenient for those who wanted to hook him up, and they took advantage of it more vigorously, of course Fang Shu would not give them a chance.
She purposely found a corner, and then pushed him to the base of the wall to stand up. She leaned on the railing with one hand and the wall with the other, trapping him in the corner to isolate him from other people so that he would not be disturbed by others.
After all, she brought it out, he didn't have that consciousness himself, she had to protect him.
It took Fang Shu a long time to realize that this posture was a bit like Bidong, and she was also the emperor of Bidong.
I don't know if the emperor noticed it, but Fang Shu restrained herself a little and stepped back, but it was too crowded here. She just took a step back on one side, but on the other side, she took two steps forward and plunged into his arms inside.
A faint elegant fragrance came to the nostrils, and it smelled very good. Fang Shu didn't have time to distinguish what it was, so she straightened her upper body and moved a little away from him.
But the upper body is far away, the lower body...
Fang Shu squeezed again, and managed to squeeze out a little space. Finally, she didn't stick to it. Fang Shu heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up. The emperor lowered his eyes, and the long and narrow eyelashes cast a large shadow under his eyes. A pair of black pupils watched she.
Fang Shu felt guilty, and then thought that this was not her intention, but the reason why others squeezed her. She felt a little more at ease, and felt that she should do something at this time.
First, divert his attention.
Second, let him no longer be missed.
Third, you can make a small mark on him.
"Your Majesty." Standing on tiptoe, he whispered in his ear, "Did you see that? The reason why those people behind me crowded so hard is because they have their eyes on you."
Yin Fei raised her eyes and looked behind her. They were indeed girls, but most of them were men.
"Now I have a way to make them stop staring at you."
Yin Fei listened silently.
Fang Shu gritted her teeth, tore off the pink hairband from her head, then stood on tiptoe, passed the hairband through the emperor's neck, tied it on the emperor's chest, and tied it with a slipknot like a tie.
The emperor is wearing black clothes today, and the pink headband with cherry blossom patterns is very obvious, just like the headbands worn by girls on boys' wrists.
But it was not obvious on the wrist, and his hand was injured, so Fang Shu hung it around his neck.
"In this way, everyone will feel that you are in charge, and no one will think about you anymore."