After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 213 Xie Jingrun's Adam's apple rolled

Rong Qingqing's heart sank.

Does Xie Jingrun need to be so sharp?
Could it be that she really hit too hard just now and pinched him so painfully?

If so, wouldn't there be nail marks on his face?
Just as she was about to look at his face, his dangerous gaze suddenly shot over.

She straightened the broken hair between her temples, and turned her eyes guiltily.

"Not going yet?" Xie Jingrun ordered.

"Oh." Rong Qingqing replied, and was about to fetch the mirror when Chang Lin came in from outside with a medicine bowl.

As soon as her eyes lit up, she walked over immediately, took the medicine bowl from him, and then said to Xie Jingrun, "Master Hou, the medicine is ready, let's drink it first. Doctor Lin said that you have suffered internal injuries. You have to sort it out."

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, seeing her guilty conscience, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "My hand is injured and I can't lift it up."

Rong Qingqing froze, turned around to call Chang Lin, but saw that the boy had slipped away at some point.

"Although Lord Hou's left hand was injured, it's not that serious, right? The right hand can still be used." She said, trying to put the bowl in his hand.

"Let me take a look at my face first." Xie Jingrun touched his face and said lightly.

Rong Qingqing: "..."

She took a deep breath, "Master Hou is a big man, why pay so much attention to his appearance? Forget it, let me feed you."

The corners of Xie Jingrun's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he reluctantly said, "Okay then."

Seeing the man's reluctant look, Rong Qingqing really wanted to splash the medicine in the bowl on his face.

What the hell, she is willing to feed him, he looks reluctant, who is he showing?Didn't he ask others to feed him?

Angrily, she sat down beside the bed, took a spoonful of the concoction, and was about to feed it into his mouth.

But he suddenly tilted his head, frowned and reminded, "The medicine is just boiled, are you trying to burn me to death?"

Rong Qingqing's fingers holding the bowl trembled, endured and endured, and then brought the concoction to her lips, blew on it, and fed it into his mouth after making sure it wasn't hot.

The bitter concoction was fed into his mouth, Xie Jingrun almost spat it out.

He deeply doubted whether Imperial Physician Lin had prescribed the most bitter medicine for him?
Rong Qingqing saw that his eyebrows were tightly frowned, looking like he was about to vomit, and said speechlessly: "Master Hou, you are a man, a big man, are you still afraid of the pain of medicine?"

Xie Jingrun swallowed it with difficulty. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Don't stand and talk, it won't hurt your back, you can try drinking it."

Rong Qingqing choked, thought for a while, and said: "If Master Hou is really afraid of suffering, then I'll ask someone to prepare some candied fruit, so that Master Hou will not suffer so much when drinking medicine with candied fruit."

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, she seemed to be kind, but she was actually sarcastic at him.

"No need." His voice was slightly lowered, a little displeased.

"Oh." Rong Qingqing shrugged, picked up a spoon, took a mouthful of the medicine juice, pouted her mouth, blew on it, and then fed it to his lips.

Xie Jingrun's eyes fell on her bright red lips, and her Adam's apple rolled down.

When he realized what he was thinking, Jian Mei frowned, and immediately looked away.

After so many repetitions, Rong Qingqing finally finished feeding him a bowl of medicine.

Holding an empty bowl, she stood up, "Okay, I've finished the medicine, Lord Hou, let's have a good rest."

Xie Jingrun's lips parted, but in the end he nodded without saying anything, "Yes."

Rong Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and left with an empty bowl.

(End of this chapter)