Now she could feel his cool fingers touching her sensitive parts from time to time, which made her very embarrassed.
She could only close her eyes and treat herself as his patient, restraining herself from any reaction.
His palm directly pressed against her wound, and his fingers covered half of her mountain.
His palm was obviously cold, but waves of warmth flowed into her wound, and the painful wound seemed to be soothed. , no more spasms, slowly relax and disappear In fact, Gu Xijiu was a little suspicious.
Since this person was blindfolded, how could he identify her wounds so accurately without even the slightest deviation.
His fingers only moved around her wound and did not touch her other parts at all.
Could it be that the black scarf on his eyes didn't work at all just to make her relax?
Gu Xijiu now seriously doubts this possibility, but cannot ask.
So what if he answers yes when asked, can she still not let him treat her?
Forget it, just go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, and just pretend that the person in front of you is a male gynecologist.
His palm finally moved away, and she could feel him applying a slightly cold medicine to her wound.
Although the wound still hurt, it was within a tolerable range.
He was very close to her, and she could feel every movement he made above her.
His fingertips were slightly cool and soft, and when he applied it, it was as light as a feather, making her heart seem to soften.
A drop of liquid seemed to drip from above and landed on her soft white skin.
She was stunned for a moment, and just as she was about to make a move, he suddenly picked her up.
Before she could even let out a low cry, he turned her over and made her lie on his lap to treat the wound on her back.
Gu Xijiu broke out in cold sweat all over her body because she had been in pain just now.
At this moment, her whole body seemed to have been soaked in water.
When she was lying on his lap, she vaguely felt that the robe on his body was wet, but she was not sure, after all, even her hands were wet.
The room was very quiet, the only sound was each other's breathing.
Gu Xijiu tried her best to clear her mind and stop herself from thinking about anything.
Time passed like this minute by minute.
During this period, neither of them spoke, or there was no need to speak.
Finally, she was put back on the bed.
She let out a breath and felt that her front and back wounds had been properly bandaged.
"Thank you."
She still said these two words.
Perhaps most of her injuries were due to him, but after all, it was him who saved her, and she could feel that the spiritual power in her body had not disappeared much.
It was obvious that I felt drained very quickly just now.
Could it be because of the illusion of the sword on my body?
"You're welcome."
He paused for three seconds before replying, and his voice was cold: "This is an agreement between me and Long Siye, and it has nothing to do with you."
It was so funny.
It was obviously a major event that affected her life, but in the eyes of these two people, she was completely ignored.
Gu Xijiu pursed her lips slightly.
His voice sounded again: "Okay, you have to stay in bed for two days to rest, and then get out of bed and move around after two days.
You are not allowed to use your spiritual power for ten days, try to do as little strenuous activity as possible, and you are not allowed to eat spicy food.
It should be light."
He mentioned some precautions.
Gu Xijiu was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke slowly: "Have I ever told you that Long Siye and I come from the same era?"
Di Fuyi paused: "So what":