However, after Bai Ling left, she did not return to her tent immediately. Instead, she went to the kitchen again, picked out the herbs in the basket, poured them into the medicine tamper, and pounded them. She remembered that Jing Che's wound had not been replaced with dressing today. I'm afraid that if he doesn't change it when he comes back, the wound will become inflamed.
After crushing the medicine, Bai Ling remembered that Jing Che was so painful that he sweated on his forehead when changing the medicine. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and bit his finger, endured the pain, and dripped a few drops of blood into it.
After finishing it, Bai Ling put the medicine into a small porcelain bowl, covered it, and waited outside Jing Che's tent.
Because Sheng Qianmo had given the order in advance, no matter what Bai Ling wanted or where he went in the military camp, no one would stop him, and he would always respond to requests. This made Bai Ling very flattered. After all, she had never been like this before. treatment.
Therefore, when Bai Ling was squatting outside the camp and waiting, someone came over to her and asked her if she wanted to go in and wait.
Bai Ling waved his hand, but still wanted to wait outside the door, so that he could see the person coming back as soon as possible.
When Jing Che came back, he saw Bai Ling squatting outside the tent where he lived, waiting for her. He frowned and walked over to call her.
Bai Ling stood up with a start, eyes wide open, "You, you, are back."
Jing Che nodded, frowned slightly and said calmly: "Why are you squatting here?"
Bai Ling showed him the medicine, "Change, change the medicine."
Jing Che was startled for a moment and invited her in.
If Bai Ling hadn't been thinking about it, he would have forgotten that he needed to change the dressing on his wound...
"Take off, take off your clothes." Bai Ling looked at him with wide eyes and said.
Such serious eyes, clear and pure.
It was impossible to think of any bad thoughts, but her words were so straightforward.
Jing Che gently raised his lower lip, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then he lowered his eyes, listened to her words, and took off his shirt.
Bai Ling's serious look was not silly at all, his eyes were clean and there was no distracting thoughts at all.
She prepared a basin of hot water and cleaned the wound on his chest before reapplying herbs and wrapping gauze on him.
Jing Che looked down at his wound and whispered, "It's actually getting better."
Bai Ling's hand shook slightly, and she gently pressed his hot chest, and her heart beat faster.
Above her head was his cold and gentle voice as always, but Bai Ling seemed to feel his breath gently caressing her forehead.
Bai Ling's little face was hot, and she was inexplicably nervous.
Then she rolled her eyes and looked at Jing Che's well-defined chest muscles, her heart beating even more wildly...
"What's wrong?"
Bai Ling suddenly came to his senses and quickly withdrew his little hand as if he was electrocuted, "Okay, okay."
Jing Che looked at her while putting on his clothes. When Bai Ling raised his head, he happened to see this scene, which he found indescribably attractive.
However, when she thought that he was so good, she felt so...so bad.
Bai Ling lowered his head in shame and whispered, "I'm leaving."
"I'll give it to you," Jing Che said.
He could feel that something was wrong with Bai Ling, but Bai Ling didn't want to say anything, so he didn't intend to force this silly girl.
"No, no need." When Bai Ling heard this, his heart beat even harder, he waved his hand, and quickly turned around and left without waiting for Jing Che to say anything else.
Jing Che was not given a chance to answer at all.
How dare you listen to him
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(Good night, more updates tomorrow;