When the two returned to Yan Shu's wing, Li Changtian felt more and more embarrassed. He rubbed his head and said coyly, "I'm sorry to trouble you again. I'll sleep on the floor tonight so I don't crowd you."
Yan Shu didn't respond, and said to Li Changtian indifferently: "Sit."
"Oh, good." Li Changtian obediently sat down at the round table in the wing room.
Yan Shu took out the plaster he just bought, sat opposite Li Changtian, and said, "Hand."
"Huh? Has it been three days since the last application?" Li Changtian stretched out his hand and handed it to Yan Shu.
Yan Shu removed the cotton cloth from Li Changtian's hand, looked at the wound for a long time, held Li Changtian's wrist with one hand, and began to apply medicine to him.
"How long will it take to heal?" Li Changtian asked, "The injuries on the body are almost healed, why are the fingers healed so slowly."
"Your nails are completely turned up and cracked. You have to wait for the old nails to fall off to heal gradually, so it will take some time." Yan Shu said.
"Is there a way to heal quickly?" Li Changtian asked.
Yan Shu nodded: "Yes."
"Ah? I asked casually and there really is." Li Changtian was surprised, "Why didn't you say it earlier."
Yan Shu glanced at Li Changtian: "Because it hurts."
"Huh? What method?"
"Unplug."
Li Changtian gasped: "Did you pull out the nails of your ten fingers? Pull them out by the root?"
Yan Shu hummed.
Li Changtian showed a bitter expression, he looked up at the beams of the house, his face was full of tangles, and his heart was at war with heaven and man. After a long time, Li Changtian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then pull it out, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it will heal sooner. Anyway, I can do something, at least it won’t be like now, I can’t hold the chopsticks well, pull it out!”
Yan Shu: "..."
Yan Shu closed his eyes, picked up a clean cotton cloth, wrapped it around Li Changtian's fingertips, and said lightly, "Don't pull it out, it's not too late."
"Ah? But..." Li Changtian was about to insist.
Yan Shu quickly bandaged it up, interrupting him: "Rest."
"Oh, I'll make a bed on the floor." Li Changtian got up and hugged the quilt on the bed.
"No, just sleep on the bed." Yan Shu packed up the medicine jar.
"Can… "
"You sleep soundly and won't disturb others." Yan Shu insisted.
Li Changtian smiled and said gratefully, "Thank you, I'll come, I'll make the bed."
He diligently ran to the bed, spread out the two quilts, picked them up and shook them, and then laid them on the bed. Li Changtian's movements were crisp and neat, and he spread the quilts neatly in a short while, without any wrinkles.
Li Changtian turned around and said triumphantly, "It's done! Go to sleep!"
Yan Shu was looking at Li Changtian without saying a word, when he suddenly turned around and smiled at him, he abruptly moved his face away.
"What's wrong? Do you have something to say to me?" Li Changtian asked.
Yan Shu turned around, nodded, and said calmly: "What did you do with the money? If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."
"Ah... it's not a big deal." Li Changtian said, confessing the matter to Yan Shu in detail.
Yan Shu nodded while listening, then frowned slightly, and said: "Tomorrow, take me to see the ruined temple."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Li Changtian looked at Yan Shu.
"Your money is only enough to buy medicine for one day, and it can't cure that little girl." Yan Shu extinguished the candle on the table, "Rest."
"good."
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The ruined temple was set in the morning, the sun was shining on the bamboo forest, and the corner was full of broken bricks. The young man built a fire, boiled the medicine, put it in a bowl, let it cool for a while, and carefully carried it into the ruined temple.
The people in the ruined temple were packing up their things, and they planned to continue going south to find a place to stay.
The boy picked up the girl in the corner and said softly, "Yaoyao, drink the medicine."
The girl braced herself up, nodded, and took the medicine bowl from the boy's hand. She was about to drink it when suddenly a hand stretched out to stop her from taking the medicine, and took the medicine bowl away.
Both the boy and the girl were taken aback and looked up.
There were two people standing in front of them, one was a handsome and cold-faced young man in white clothes, while the other saw the young man looking over, he bared his teeth and said with a grin: "Little brother, we meet again."
"Benefactor?" the boy called out.
Yan Shu poured some of the medicine from the medicine bowl onto his fingertips, then dabbed it on his lips, and then pursed it. He frowned, took the medicine out of the ruined temple, and spilled it directly.