After Fendai left, Pu Qingqing finally got up from the excitement.
"Cough cough cough cough-"
He just changed his position slightly and started coughing non-stop.
"Miss-"
Fendai heard the sound and left and came back.
Pu Qingxing didn't say anything, and just glanced at her coldly.
Fendai was startled, quickly shrank her head and went out.
Pu Qingqing sat up straight. She opened her clothes and saw that her wounds were stained with blood.
She frowned. The wound on the original owner was more than two months old, and the wound was not that deep.
Because of this, everyone here knew that her injury was not a serious one, but she remained bedridden.
There are more and more rumors behind the scenes.
Park Qingming intuitively felt that the wound was still not good, so it must be man-made.
She took off her obscene clothes and untied the gauze layer by layer.
Looking at the area above **** on the right side, there is a pink wound. It was originally an arrow wound, but it seems to have almost healed.
However, complete healing has not been completed, and there is still fresh blood flowing from the wound.
Pu Qingying frowned and wrapped the wound again.
Seeing this wound further proved that someone had done it to him.
It's impossible for an arrow wound to require him to lie in the hospital for such a long time.
She will definitely catch the instigator.
Thinking of this, Pu Qingqing closed his eyes again and began to practice inner strength and mental skills.
Fortunately, fortunately!
This body can still practice internal skills and mental methods.
This inner strength and mental method is really powerful.
After practicing for a while, I felt a sense of comfort in my heart and lungs.
Two or three hours have passed, and my throat is no longer itchy, and my body seems to be much better.
The wound no longer had the throbbing pain, but was replaced by an itchy feeling.
If the wound is itchy, it means that the wound is slowly recovering.
Pu Qingxing heard the noise outside, and she quickly sat down, waiting for Fendai to come in.
"Miss, I went to cook millet porridge for you, drink some!"
Fendai was about to come over with a tray in her hand.
"No, I'll go there myself."
Pu Qingqing reached out to stop him and got out of bed.
"Miss, can you get out of bed!?"
Fendai was so excited that she suppressed her excitement and put the tray in her hand on the table.
"Um!"
Pu Qingying walked over, sat down at the table, reached for the bowl of porridge, and ate it one bite at a time.
"Miss-"
Fendai still looked at Pu Qingxing very excitedly.
Pu Qingqing ate the porridge calmly. This kind of rice porridge was really delicious.
Pu Qingqing ate the porridge calmly. This kind of rice porridge was really delicious.
The original owner had always been on the verge of death, so he didn't eat much. He was already hungry. Now he could eat this fragrant millet porridge.
It's really very comfortable.
"Miss!"
Fendai stood on one side, looking at Pu Qingxing with an excited expression.
"Miss, you are really great."
Fendai looked at Pu Qingqing with burning eyes.
Park Qingying looked confused. Is it great to drink porridge
Under Fendai's scorching eyes, Pu Qingqing finished the bowl of porridge.
“Miss is great!!”
(End of chapter)