Zhu Feng didn't understand.
He just lowered his head and continued to look at this woman. His eyes slowly moved down from that pretty face, and he saw her slender neck.
There, there is a layer of gauze wrapped.
Because her neck was hurt.
Thinking of the time when she was picked up last night, she saw blood flowing from her neck, staining her clothes red. It was very frightening.
He was even worried that she would not survive.
Fortunately, she survived, because although the wound was in the throat, the wound was not deep, not like it was caused by iron, and it was not fatal. After they landed, he asked for a doctor to see her. After the doctor prescribed the medicine, he assured her again and again that her life would not be in danger.
But after soaking in seawater for so long and being torn apart like that, it is not clear what sequelae will be left.
Why would a woman appear at sea on a stormy night
What happened to her wound
Also, why did that strange feeling in my heart almost disappear after seeing her
Zhu Feng looked at her, couldn't help but raised his hand, and reached out to her pale cheek.
Her face was pale and her lips were white because of blood loss.
The skin is slightly cool.
This kind of touch gave Zhu Feng, who was used to high temperature, a strange feeling, as if he had been shocked by an electric shock on the back of his hand, and the tingling feeling spread to his heart all at once.
He was slightly taken aback.
At this moment, an old voice came from outside: "My lord, the medicine is ready."
While talking, the old boatman was already holding a bowl of steaming medicine, pushed the door and walked in.
When he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhu Feng was touching the face of the woman they rescued last night, his face blushed immediately, he let out an "oops", and retreated a little bit at a loss.
Zhu Feng also seemed to have been scalded, and immediately retracted his hand.
He said, "You, come in."
The old boatman walked in again carefully, and saw that Zhu Feng had got up and walked to the other side with his hands behind his back. Although his face was expressionless, there was still an awkward atmosphere in the air.
The old boatman smiled apologetically, "My lord, the medicine prescribed by the doctor is ready."
"Well, you, give her a drink."
The old boatman hesitated a little.
Last night, after they rescued the woman, they immediately turned the bow of the boat to avoid the storm. Fortunately, they landed safely, and he brought the two of them back to his home. He asked for medicine again, and stayed by the woman's bed all night.
It seemed that it was love at first sight for this woman.
But, since he intended it, why did he let himself feed her medicine at this time? Let him do it himself, wouldn't it be closer
So, the old boatman said with a smile: "My lord, you need to be careful about feeding medicine. I am an old man, and my hands are shaking, so I can't do it."
"..."
Zhu Feng silently glanced at him.
After a while, he came over and took the medicine bowl in his hand.
Then, it was sent to the mouth.
"Why!"
When the old boatman saw it, he became anxious, and quickly stopped him and said, "My lord, it's for this girl, not for you to drink it yourself."
"...?"
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at the medicine bowl that was almost delivered to his mouth, and was stunned for a moment.
Strange, how could I directly want to drink this medicine
And this feeling, why is it so strange.
He frowned, coughed lightly, concealed his bewilderment, and said, "I, let me see if this medicine is hot."
"Oh, I see."
The old boatman stood beside him and nodded with a smile: "Your Excellency is really considerate and considerate."
"..."
Zhu Feng didn't know why some people said that he was careful and considerate.
This is completely out of line with me.
He frowned, but didn't say much, walked to the bed, carefully picked up the woman on the bed, only felt that she was very thin, her body was weak and boneless, lying in his arms with a pale face His small face was unconsciously pressed against his chest.
At such a close distance, she could see her face more clearly.
Pale and delicate.
Under the sun, her skin glowed slightly, with a translucent feeling, like a delicate porcelain doll, if the hand was heavier, it might be damaged.
Subconsciously, Zhu Feng lightened his hand, and carefully let her sit in his arms, then scooped up a spoonful of concoction, blew it twice, and brought it to her mouth.
With a spoon against her lips, she pried open her teeth and sent the concoction in.
Swallowing subconsciously, I immediately felt the bitterness of the concoction.
She resisted instinctively, frowning slightly, and the soup dripped down the corner of her mouth.
"Ouch."
Seeing this situation, the old boatman hurriedly took the handkerchief and came over to help her wipe it, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhu Feng said, "No need!"
His voice was low and deep, although it was only two words, but it carried an air of coercion that people couldn't resist, and the old boatman didn't dare to move immediately.
Zhu Feng frowned again, and whispered in her ear, "Drink the medicine!"
I don't know if my "intimidation" worked, or if the woman felt a little even in a coma, she opened her lips lightly and drank the concoction.
The next half bowl of medicine was fed smoothly.
Zhu Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He took out his handkerchief, wiped the corners of her mouth gently, then carefully put her back on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.
The old boatman watched from the side, and said with a slight smile: "This girl is a life-saving person, unlike my son, who sometimes falls into a coma, and he can't even feed him medicine."
Zhu Feng looked up at him: "Oh?"
The old boatman laughed again and said: "However, thank you, my lord, this time the old son was finally saved. The doctor came to see him yesterday, and prescribed a few medicines. He only took one dose, and his spirit has recovered. A lot."
"Um."
Zhu Feng was only indifferent.
In fact, the old boatman need not thank himself.
The buyer and the seller are fair trade, and the money they give is for him to send him to sea, not to save his son. His gratitude is superfluous and extravagant.
But now, I and this woman came to his house and occupied a room in his house.
Also keep him busy.
Zhu Feng thought for a while, turned around, took out another bank note from his sleeve, and handed it directly to the old boatman.
This time, because he wanted to act alone in advance, he prepared a lot of money with him.
This bank note is only a drop in the bucket.
But the honest old boatman was taken aback. He had never seen so much money in his life.
Immediately stunned: "My lord, this is—"
"This is a reward for you. You have to take care of her. In the following days, you will pay for the doctor and medicine."
The old boatman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "What about you, nobleman?"