With my right foot suspended, my eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light around me.
Seeing him slowly standing up in front of me, he looked around, and finally pointed to a chair next to me and said, "Sit down first, and I will help you deal with it first."
I curled my lips and didn't say anything. Although I didn't want to accept his feelings in my heart, if I'm self-willed right now, it's only me who suffers. So he jumped with his feet and carefully moved to the chair beside him.
The scholar squatted over my feet, looked at my feet left and right, stretched out his hands on the ankles and fumbled.
I pressed my lips tightly and stared at the scholar's hand nervously, fearing that he would suddenly do something strange while I was not paying attention.
"Don't be nervous!" The scholar raised his head and looked at me with a nervous look.
I looked at him, the corners of my mouth twitched without saying a word.
"Your foot hurts like this, and you ran so far. I don't know if you should say that you are too tolerant, or you really can't feel the pain." The scholar gently shook his head, his black eyes staring at me quietly.
I pursed my mouth, looked down at my feet, and still didn't speak.
He lowered his head and continued to gently press my feet with his fingers. When he pressed it to one place, his fingers suddenly exerted force.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"It seems that I still know the pain, it shouldn't be a major problem." The scholar raised his head slightly, with a playful smile on his mouth.
Only then did I react, and said in surprise: "You deliberately!"
"I don't know how to make a sound when you see it hurts, I thought it was a silly pain!" The scholar bowed his head needlessly and continued to press back and forth on my feet.
The difference is that this time as his fingers pressed regularly, the pain on my feet immediately eased a lot.
"How is it? Is it comfortable?" He raised his head and looked at me inquiringly.
Although I thought his technique was magical, I thought that he had helped Murong Que calculate me before and immediately withdrew my curious gaze and didn't look at him.
I saw his fingers moving slightly from the corner of my eyes, and a trace of anxiety flashed across my heart, and I hurriedly said, "Eh eh eh! Don't mess around, it really doesn't hurt before, it's much better."
The scholar pursed his mouth and showed a faint smile, seeming to be amused by my nervousness.
I lowered my eyebrows and looked at my feet, trying to ignore the nasty smile on the student's face.
"You..." stared at the scholar for a while. As soon as I was about to ask about the condition of my feet, I heard the man's voice from the stairs before: "Doctor, the water is ready!"
"Yeah! Coming soon." The scholar nodded in response.
Just as I was about to speak, there was a sudden pain in my foot.
With a cry of pain, "Ah!", a layer of cold sweat spread over my entire body.
Looking down at the scholar in annoyance, he looked up at me with a smile: "It has been corrected! I will help you fix it first, and I can still cultivate with peace of mind these few days, don't toss about it anymore."
"En!" I nodded helplessly and angrily. Speaking of tossing, I don't want to toss either!
It's not that he and Murongque's bastard are calculating me together, and I won't be so unlucky now.
It's just that I also know that I was so unlucky today that I was lucky to have met him.
Otherwise, I don't know what will happen next.
That Murong Que was even more exaggerated.It was obviously he who brought me here.
When Lu Rong was hunted down before, he was the first to rush out to save someone!
Now he is doing well. Seeing that I was being chased and killed, he watched the play with his gaze, and didn't mean to extend his hand to help.
Although he really likes that Lu Rong, how can I say, he is the one who found him to save his third brother!
Even if you don't care about my life or death, you should still look at his third brother's face, and you can't just ignore it!
I think so, but reality has always been cruel in front of imagination.
"Oh... I don't want to!" reached out his hand and held a handful of hot water on his face.
The warm temperature warmed my body.I took a deep breath and slowly retracted my head into the tub, leaving only one leg hanging over the edge of the tub.
Just as I let my mind go, soaking myself in the tub, enjoying this rare silence, suddenly there was a noise outside.
"Come on! Dead... Come on! Dead..." The sound of horror was shocking.
I was shocked by the cry, and immediately stood up from the tub with one foot.
"What's the matter?" The door outside was hurriedly pushed open from the outside.
A woman in a gray shirt stood at the door and turned her head and pointed in my direction and said, "Dead, dead! That girl, girl, she..."
The woman was so anxious that her words were unsuccessful, and it was obvious that she was really frightened.
The people outside heard that half of the words and immediately walked inside from the door, bypassing the screen.
When I saw someone coming in outside, I immediately reacted and squatted back into the tub.
The left foot that was stepping on the bathtub suddenly slipped, and my whole body fell into the water at once, and my whole head disappeared.
Unprepared to choke, I immediately waved to support the edge of the tub.
A warm hand suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the water.
With one foot still hanging on the edge of the barrel, my body rushed forward.
"Ah!" With a soft cry, the whole person fell into a slightly thin arms.
"Books, books...cough cough..." I looked up in shock and looked at the scholar's handsome face. But before I finished shouting, I was choked on the water in my trachea and coughed.
"Doctor..." someone behind him said in surprise.
The scholar and I looked sideways and saw two other men standing on the screen, and behind them stood the woman who came in with clothes.
The scholar subconsciously turned sideways to block the sight of the two men outside, and put his arms around me tightly.
"You go out first!" His voice was low and slightly unpleasant.
"This..." One person hesitated.
The other man reacted and immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the man beside him. Lowered his head and said: "Okay! Let's go out first..."
The two men hurriedly left, while the woman outside looked at me and the scholar inside the screen with puzzlement. "This, this girl, she, she just..."
"Auntie put down the clothes first, let's go out first!" The scholar put his arms around me, indifferently and softly instructed the woman behind.
"This..." The woman looked inside hesitantly, then looked at the clothes she was holding in her arms.
She twisted her eyebrows, and just as she was about to say something, she saw the scholar suddenly took off her coat, and reached out to walk around me to help me put it on.
His actions made me a little surprised and flattered. I looked at him in a daze, but I didn't know what to say.
He bent over and stretched out his hand and fished me out of the tub. Being wet all over, I immediately got his clothes wet.