The woman he loved was less than a foot away in front of him. Long Jiu had the urge to hold Feng Xi'er and tell her that Long Jiu was Hong Jiu. But... the words are stuck in my throat and I can't say them out.
It's not that he doesn't trust A Xi, but he doesn't want to burden her. What A Xi loves is the simple and pure Hong Jiu. I'm afraid of scaring her if I tell her so suddenly now, so I have to wait until the most appropriate time to tell her, or maybe never tell her.
Feng Xi'er was startled by Long Jiu's burning eyes. Why did Long Jiu look at her like that
With a grunt, Feng Xi'er's stomach signaled that she was hungry, breaking the silence at the scene.
Feng Xi'er's old face turned red, and she could only smile awkwardly.
"Are you hungry?" Long Jiu stood up and asked her.
Feng Xi'er nodded, "I've eaten the least today. No wonder I can't sleep. It turns out I'm hungry, haha."
"Wait, I'll get you something to eat," Long Jiu said naturally.
He actually didn't talk about me
Feng Xi'er panicked and said hurriedly: "No, don't bother Master Jiu, I can just eat something on the counter."
Long Jiu refused in one breath: "Those cold foods are not good for the stomach. Just wait, it will be soon." After that, he turned around and went out.
Feng Xi'er looked at Long Jiu's back, full of curiosity.
Being alone, Feng Xi'er saw a medical book in Long Jiu's medicine box. After thinking for a while, she picked it up and read it. It was not a shameful book anyway, and Prince Jiu seemed to be particularly enthusiastic towards patients. He shouldn't blame her, right
It’s very easy to get sleepy when reading. With her back against the bedside, Feng Xi’er flipped through the pages for a long time before she felt sleepy. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at them. The medical book hit her chest, and Feng Xi’er shook her head. He lowered his head and continued to open the medical book. After reading for a while, his eyes narrowed uncontrollably. If it weren't for being too hungry, Feng Xi'er might have fallen asleep.
Long Jiu saw this scene when he came in with food. With a fond smile on her lips, she put the food on the table gently, leaned over to pick up the medical book, and covered Feng Xi'er with a quilt.
Feng Xi'er was awakened, her eyes widened suddenly, she blinked her long eyelashes, and yawned. Suddenly she breathed in a scent of fragrance, her eyes brightened, and she said, "It smells so good..."
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a large bowl of porridge on the table. It was like seeing a light of hope. He lost all sleep in an instant. He pursed his lips in excitement and snickered, asking Long Jiu: "Master Jiu, can I eat it?"
Long Jiu didn't answer her, but directly took the porridge and fed it to Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er was flattered and quickly said, "I, I can do it myself."
Long Jiu still didn't speak, he just scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it gently, and handed it to Feng Xi'er's mouth.
There was no reason not to eat the food that was brought to her mouth. Even though she was panicking, Feng Xi'er obediently opened her mouth and ate the porridge.
Long Jiu fried two poached eggs and steamed a plate of mushrooms for her to go with the porridge. Feng Xi'er ate with gusto, and Long Jiu saw it and felt happy in his heart.
"I didn't expect that the Ninth Prince's cooking skills are so exquisite..." Feng Xi'er said sincerely as she drank a bowl of porridge and instantly drove away her hunger pangs.
Long Jiu still didn't speak, but he felt upset in his heart.
"It would be better if there was meat." Feng Xi'er is a carnivore in modern times, and she gained a lot of weight from wearing it on the main body. The main body was originally very skinny, and Feng Xi'er's current figure is just right. Not fat or thin, she looks comfortable. Although she cannot compare with the choppy Cuixian, she is still exquisite and has her own unique femininity.
"Do you like eating meat?" Long Jiu remembered it in his mind. He had few opportunities to interact with her and knew very little about the woman he loved.
Feng Xi'er nodded and joked: "Except for human flesh, I eat all kinds of meat, and my favorite is chicken."
"Your wound is severely rotten now. You should not eat meat. You should have a lighter diet," Long Jiu warned.
Feng Xi'er was a little frustrated and could only nod.
After drinking the porridge, Long Jiu fed Feng Xi'er pills, "This is a tranquilizing pill. Take it and sleep well. I'm afraid your wound will hurt and you won't be able to sleep at night."
Feng Xi'er felt touched. Long Jiu had saved her countless times. The number nine was really Feng Xi'er's lucky number.
"Thank you Lord Jiu, I trouble you every time I get hurt." Feng Xi'er knew that Long Jiu didn't like to hear such sensational words, but she felt sincere gratitude in her heart and had to say it out.
Long Jiu still didn't say anything, but he couldn't bear to leave, but when he saw Feng Xi'er yawning and rubbing her eyelashes, he couldn't bear to stay and disturb her. So Long Jiu sat on the chair in front of the table and read medical books.
Feng Xi'er blinked her sleepy eyes and asked, "Master Jiu, aren't you going to rest?"
Long Jiu stayed on the grounds of changing the dressing.
"In this way, Mr. Jiu won't have to sleep all night. It's too much trouble. Is it okay to change the medicine tomorrow morning? It's okay as long as it can't be used up anyway." Feng Xi'er felt really sorry. Besides, she didn't feel suffocated when she was alone with Long Jiu. Also chilled to death. Feng Xi'er learned about Long Jiu's unstable temper early on.
Long Jiu noticed Feng Xi'er's guarded eyes and couldn't help but chuckle and joked: "What? Are you afraid that this king will have some impure thoughts towards you?"
This is embarrassing. Feng Xi'er's old face turned red with embarrassment, and she laughed again and again: "Of course not, of course I believe that the Ninth Prince is absolutely upright and kind, and he is definitely not that kind of person, but this would be too troublesome for the Ninth Prince."
"I am a doctor. I have to be responsible for my patients. There is no pain or trouble. You can go to sleep. I will leave when I feel sleepy." Long Jiu said and started to read the medical books again. It seemed that he couldn't drive away. .
Feng Xi'er felt sleepy and squinted her eyes uncontrollably. The tranquilizing pills were indeed effective. She just wanted to have a good sleep now and stop having nightmares.
I don't know how much time passed, but Long Jiu heard even breathing coming from the bed. He closed the medical book softly, walked to the bed and bent down to cover Feng Xi'er with the quilt. He saw the sleeping person's peaceful face, like a This cute little animal has its eyes closed, its eyelashes are long and curled, its mouth is slightly curved, and its cheeks are white and rosy. It is such a delicate and pretty person.
Long Jiu took off his mask and left a light kiss on Feng Xi'er's forehead.
I took the tranquilizing pill and slept until noon the next day. I had no dreams all night and slept extremely sweetly. Long Jiu is really a miracle doctor. He has superb medical skills. He has the magic medicine in his hand. He was able to cure the serious beating last time and the wound was healed. It was amazingly fast, and even the disabled could be cured. Everyone thought that Long Jiu was a disfigured and disabled ghost king. In fact, he was very powerful. Not only could he cure the patient, he could also cure the poisonous queen.
After Xiaotuo fed Feng Xi'er and had a meal, Long Jiu came in to change her medicine. Actually, the medicine didn't need to be changed so frequently, but it was the only way to get in touch with A Xi.
Long Jiu changed Feng Xi'er's dressing and asked casually: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Feng Xi'er nodded: "I have never had such a comfortable sleep. I deserved the calming pills given by the Ninth Prince."
There was a brief silence, then Xiaodou stood nearby and broke the silence: "Miss, I have some good news for you."
Feng Xi'er showed her little tiger teeth and smiled with crooked eyebrows, and joked: "Could it be that Little Potato has met the Mr. Right in her life?"
Little Potato pouted mischievously and replied arrogantly: "No way."