Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 583 Unconscious
"Head up." Xuanyuan Chen tilted his head, gently raised Zhao Yuanxiang's chin with his left hand, and carefully wiped off the blood on her neck with a handkerchief.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly, then lowered his head and poured out a little of the Jinchuang medicine into the palm of his hand, and helped her apply it on the wound awkwardly and carefully.

In fact, it hurt a little. His movements were light and heavy, and he couldn't control his strength at all. Obviously, he had never helped others with medicine.

Zhao Yuanxiang shook his head and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Xuanyuan Chen's fingers stuck to her neck, and he clearly felt the slight tremor of her throat when she spoke.

He secretly pursed his lower lip, feeling an urge to kiss her.Fortunately, he still has a mask to cover him, so this impulse was completely blocked.

He found that her neck was thin and long, as white as flawless porcelain, and the slippery feeling when he touched it made his heart itch.

The wound on the neck was not serious, it was just a scratch in the skin.With this medicine, Jinchuang medicine, which has been made for a long time, probably won't leave scars.

After applying the medicine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and gently pulled Zhao Yuanxiang's right hand onto his knee. When he saw the blood soaked through the silk, the smile in his eyes disappeared completely.

He slowly loosened the silk, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Yuanxiang didn't give him an answer just now, feeling a little guilty in his heart, he didn't dare to look at him, stared down at his right hand, shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I don't feel anything."

When she stabbed Feng Yunyi's eyes before, she used all her strength and didn't care about the wound at all.At that moment, she felt a sharp pain in her hand, and then she felt nothing.This may be because the pain was so severe that she was too numb to feel it.

Xuanyuan Chen frowned, feeling that the mask was in the way, raised his hand to take it off and handed it to Zhao Yuanxiang, then lowered his head and gently removed the silk silk piece by piece.

Shuang'er folded the silk silk several times before binding it to Zhao Yuanxiang. There was not much blood seeping from the outermost layer, but the innermost layer was already soaked in blood.

The wound was not considered serious at the beginning, and even the bleeding stopped after the first dressing, but now, the silk silk was removed very smoothly, without any sticky feeling.

This is because the wound has deteriorated and the bleeding has not stopped at all.

Looking at her bloody wound, Xuanyuan Chen frowned tightly, as if his heart was also throbbing.

Seeing his frown, Zhao Yuanxiang hurriedly said, "It's just a small wound, nothing serious."

Xuanyuan Chen raised his eyes to look at her, and nodded: "I'll help you deal with it first, and then I'll go to Yao Lao and let him take a good look at it. It may hurt, so bear with it."

After a pause, he added: "If you can't help it, just bite my shoulder."

Zhao Yuanxiang was amused by him and smiled: "It hurts me too if I bite you, what's the use?"

The previous haze in my heart receded a little bit.

"Isn't it good to have someone to accompany you in the pain?" Xuanyuan Chen smiled at her, lowered his head and seriously wiped the wound on her palm.

He wiped and blew gently, trying to relieve Zhao Yuanxiang's pain.

But Zhao Yuanxiang didn't feel anything, neither pain nor itching.

Gradually, she became more worried. This hand has not felt for so long. Could it be that she has hurt her muscles and bones and is about to be disabled?
She tried to bend her index finger, but her index finger didn't move and didn't respond.

(End of this chapter)