"The wound will be infected." Jin Jiuying snatched his clothes and said angrily.
"What if you are infected, do you care, or is it something to do with you?" Ye Mo sneered looking at her and asked her back.
Jin Jiuying was stunned by his question for a moment, then pushed him down again and said, "Put the medicine first."
"The king said..."
"I know that you are a doctor, and you are very skilled in medicine. It is difficult to find a second one in the whole Shengyuan, but the wound is on the back. You have no eyes on the back of your head, so you can't get it up." Jin Jiuying knew what Ye Mo was going to say, and she must have said again. It’s just healing, don’t worry about what I can do on my own, so I interrupted him without waiting for him to finish.
"This king..."
"I also know that you are not short of people, but..."
Jin Jiuying interrupted Ye Mo again, but she didn't finish her words this time. Sitting behind Ye Mo, who was still applying medicine to Ye Mo, she couldn't help but drop them when she thought of the bits and pieces that came together. Tears.
"But what?" Ye Mo asked in front.
Fortunately, he turned his back to Jin Jiuying, unable to see her crying, and Fu Jiu was also guarding at the door, unable to see them here.
"It's nothing, be good, don't move, the medicine will be ready." Jin Jiuying wiped away tears with her sleeves, stabilized her emotions, and smiled at Ye Mo.
Hearing her coaxing herself like a child, Ye Mo couldn't help turning around to see her, but as soon as she turned around, she saw her wet eyes.
"Why are you crying? No wonder this king feels that there are drops of water on his back." Ye Mo lowered his head, looked at her, and suddenly teased her: "Did you be driven by this king, crying sadly, be good," Obedient, I won't drive you away again, okay?"
Listening to Ye Mo returning to her with the tone she had just dealt with him, she knew that he didn't want to make fun of her in his heart, but was dissatisfied with her tone just now, so he said so, but ignored him.
"Turn around, the medicine hasn't been applied yet." Jin Jiuying turned him around and gave him the medicine again with very light movements.
"Hurry up, it's cold," Ye Mo urged.
He took the medicine today. It was indeed long enough, but Jin Jiuying could not be blamed. If he hadn't always moved around, Jin Jiuying would be better soon.
"It's coming soon." Jin Jiuying replied while busy administering medicine to him.
Ye Mo's own wound medicine hurts a bit when she touches the wound. Jin Jiuying has the experience, so she didn't dare to take it too fast, for fear that Ye Mo could not hold it.
It took almost half an hour to use the medicine at a time. After the medicine was applied, Jin Jiuying didn't have time to pack the medicine box, so she hurriedly helped Ye Mo put on clothes.
"Ye Mo, stretch your hand?" Jin Jiuying handed the clothes to his hand, but he didn't stretch his hand inside for a long time, Jin Jiuying had to urge him.
"I'm frozen and can't lift my hand." Ye Mo held his hand and refused to obey.
"Frozen?" Jin Jiuying looked puzzled, but was it so cold just in the autumn.
"Shall I let Fu Jiu carry a stove?" Jin Jiuying thought Ye Mo was more afraid of the cold, so she suggested to him.
"This king doesn't like smoking on the stove." Ye Mo decisively refused.
"Then what do you want?" Jin Jiuying was a little embarrassed, not baking the stove and refusing to wear clothes, it would only get colder.
"I heard that the human body conducts heat the most warmth, so..." Ye Mo turned around and looked at Jin Jiuying, which was obvious.
"Fu Jiu is outside." Jin Jiuying knew what he was thinking, but she didn't want to have anything with him now, because she really only left him because he was injured and she couldn't bear to leave.
But she also knew exactly what he was thinking. He was definitely not interested in him at the moment. He might just be trying her to see if she still has any affection for him.
"Just let him have it." Ye Mo didn't care, he said very simply.
"Fu Jiu, the prince asked you to go out and tell the kitchen, the prince is hungry."
Jin Jiuying was also quite obedient, and as he wished, she would pay for nine and leave.
"Is it warmer like this?" Jin Jiuying opened her belt, opened her coat, hugged Ye Mo from behind, and asked Ye Mo gently.
"The king feels..." Ye Mo still wanted to make an inch of it, because just like that, he didn't believe that Jin Jiuying still cared about him, he wanted to see if she was disgusted with him.
Because Jin Jiuying said that ordinary men would be disgusted when they meet her, so unless she loves someone, she will not accept him.
"Ye Mo, don't let it go. It's in broad daylight. It won't be good if someone breaks in." Jin Jiuying found an excuse and rejected Ye Mo.
"Sure enough, you only saw this king hurt, and the poor king stayed behind. If so, then this king..." Ye Mo became angry, and began to hold Jin Jiuying's hands on his waist.
"The prince is not pitiful. The poor person is me. If someone else marries into the deep palace compound, you only need to pretend to be gentle and well-behaved to please your own man, but I am a stupid woman who knows nothing. Seeing that everything they gave me was robbed little by little, but I couldn't catch anything.
The prince is not mine anymore, tell you to have a child, you tell me I am not worthy, you say I have anything to nostalgia for, I stay here can only make people look upset. "Jin Jiuying did not let go of Ye Mo, but held her tighter.
Until now, she found that she really couldn't let go of this man. Although I was a little angry at some of his behavior, when I was about to leave, when Fu Jiu mentioned that he was kind to her, she was reluctant to leave. .
Jin Jiuying is not another woman. If she cares and can't let go, then she will strive for it. From now on, she must try her best to hold him firmly.
"Ying'er, Ying'er..." Ye Mo called her softly, but Jin Jiuying didn't answer.
Knowing that she was sad, because he felt a warm and damp sensation on his back, and after a short time, he could hear her holding back the choking sound.
"Ying'er, what are you doing, okay, why are you crying?" Ye Mo broke his hand away, reached out and raised her head, and asked her gently and distressedly.
But Jin Jiuying didn't answer, and she pressed her head down, crying harder.
"Ying'er, don't cry, isn't this king here? This king is still yours, no, it's always yours." Ye Mo reached out and grabbed her shoulders, comforting her softly.
"Well... you lied to me, you know that you love Yu Hanxiang, for her death, you have been guilty of her death, touch her portrait, mention her name, you will beat me and say you are mine."
Jin Jiuying suddenly hugged Ye Mo's neck and counted down on him what he had done to her these moments.