She cares about you, loves you, protects you and supports your family without any regrets. No matter how high the price is, Yun Qingyan will definitely protect her to the end!
Yun Qingyan picked up the food cup, held the handle of the spoon with one hand, and began to feed Guanghan porridge carefully.
This scene, no matter how you look at it, is a heartwarming picture.
However, when it fell into the eyes of Di Jiuque who was guarding the door, it was extremely dazzling and annoying!
Damn... Sword God Valley bloodline.
He frowned.
Haha, he remembers that the Sword God Valley is an important place for casting spiritual swords, and it takes over the sphere of influence of the Jiuchong Palace, right
Over there, Guang Han, who was enjoying being fed by his sister for the first time, relaxed his slightly frowning eyebrows. His cold eyes swept across Di Jiuque without any coldness, and his red lips that had just regained a trace of blood seemed to be slightly raised.
It was obviously an extremely cold and indifferent expression, but it still made people feel a little bit proud in it.
Di Jiuque finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, "It's just a minor injury. I can't even lift a bowl. It's nothing more than trash."
The trauma on his body has obviously healed for four to five minutes. Even if there is pain when the muscles are stretched, it will not be to the point of bursting the wound.
"Di Jiu Que!" Di Jiu Que's sarcastic tone made Yun Qingyan frown in displeasure.
The injuries on Guanghan's body were not considered minor injuries anyway.
Before entering the divine level and condensing the soul core, once the body is seriously injured and dies, it is real death!
Yun Qingyan's cold scolding made Di Jiuque's handsome face sink, and the suppressed unknown jealousy in his heart became stronger.
Guang Han ignored Di Jiuque's provocation and concentrated on swallowing the medicinal porridge fed by Yun Qingyan with a cold expression.
Anyway, he is the one who enjoys the treatment of Qingyan feeding porridge with his own hands.
As for those who speak harsh words, they can also find some comfort in the battle of words.
After swallowing the last mouthful of porridge, Guanghan's thin lips still had a clear color after being stained with moisture. He looked at Di Jiuque provocatively or unintentionally, and then withdrew his gaze, "Thank you, Qingyan. "
Putting down the food cup, Yun Qingyan helped him remove the bandage and asked, "Does it taste good?"
"Yes." Guang Han nodded gently, his stern face softened.
A smile appeared on Yun Qingyan's face, "That's what you said.
In the past few days, you can only drink medicated food, but don’t get tired of it by then. "
She applied gold sore medicine to Guanghan and talked to distract him.
"I don't mind what you did." The stern young man said firmly.
Maybe his personality was not suitable for saying such sensational words, so he seemed cold and hard for a while.
Yun Qingyan didn't mind and quickly put a new bandage on him.
She talked to him, anyway, just to distract his attention so that Guanghan wouldn't be in too much pain when applying the medicine.
There seemed to be flames jumping in Di Jiuque's cold eyes, his brows were knitted into a knot, and his expression was cold and cold.
After a while, he loosened his clenched fists and snorted with unknown meaning.
No matter how proud this kid is, he won't be proud for long.
After changing the medicine for Guanghan's injury, Yun Qingyan changed the medicine for the Wind Wing Blue Wolf King and gave it a few fruits to eat.
The Windwing Blue Wolf King has recovered much better than Guanghan, and his scars are much lighter.
After doing all this, Yun Qingyan's communication crystal lit up.
"Sister Yun." A burst of light and shadow floated, and Big Fatty Yu's face emerged, "The dean wants you to go back to the college!"
(End of chapter)