Conquer the other worlds with abandon, they've fallen in love with me!

His hand reached for Bell's breastplate, his fingers gripping the buckle on the edge of the leather armor, and he yanked it open.

The clasp came undone, and the breastplate tilted to one side.

Bell looked down at Lin Yu's hand, raised an eyebrow, and said in a calm voice, "Hey, little brother, what are you doing?"

Why do you need to detoxify my body...?

Lin Yu ignored her, took off the breastplate and put it aside, hooking his fingers on the inner lining straps.

"Feed?" Bell's voice rose a little. "You don't really want to feed it while it's hot, do you?"

"Shut up." Lin Yu glanced at her, his voice not loud, but steady: "Now listen to me."

His hands continued their work, pulling the lining down from the collar.

Bell bit her lip, turned her head away, and her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Lin Yu looked away and took the gloves out of his pocket.

Bell's pupils contracted the moment he saw the gloves. "This is...mine..."

"I saw it on the table when I entered your room," Lin Yu said calmly. "I brought this glove over for medical treatment."

The gloves weren't completely dry, and there were traces of white liquid left on the fabric.

Bell's face was incredibly red.

Lin Yu looked at her, putting on a pained expression:

"You're lucky. I have an item that can grant items a temporary blessing effect."

To save you, I had no choice but to use this item.

Bell opened his mouth, and a few syllables escaped his throat: "You want..."

"Listen." Lin Yu put on his gloves.

The fabric clung to Lin Yu's skin, the dampness spreading from his fingertips to his palms, mixed with Bell's unique scent.

The gloves were a bit big, but fortunately Lin Yu's fingers were relatively long, so they were still quite comfortable to wear. The fabric stretched open between each finger and tightly wrapped around them.

Lin Yu flexed his fingers, his gloves glistening damply in the candlelight.

"Now," he said, "I will grant the gloves the power to neutralize the poison."

As he spoke, Lin Yu took the water bottle hanging from his waist, unscrewed the cap, and put it aside.

He then placed his left hand on Bell's shoulder and his right hand directly over it.

Bell shuddered: "Um...you..."

The fabric of the gloves was still damp, giving them a distinct tactile feel.

Lin Yu's fingers were long and slender; through the thin fabric, one could clearly feel the temperature and pressure of his palm.

He began to move.

Bell's mind went blank; this feeling... was all too familiar.

The technique, the angle, the force... it's clearly the standard technique she uses every morning when milking the cows on the ranch!

Could it be... could it be that when he went to the farm to find her this morning, he only saw it once and learned it?

Bell's expression turned strange, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, after running this farm for so many years and selling so much milk..."

Today it was my turn to get squeezed.

Lin Yu's hands were still moving.

His expression was very focused, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the area covered by the glove, as if he were performing some kind of precise operation.

Bell bit her lip and turned her head away.

Her gaze fell on the shadows in the corner of the stone chamber; she dared not look at Lin Yu's face, much less his hands.

But the tactile sensation cannot be ignored.

The rough texture of the gloves rubbed against my skin, and the damp fabric made a soft rustling sound with each push.

Lin Yu's palms were very hot, and the heat came through the gloves, making her skin tingle.

The tingling sensation spread, mixing with the numbness caused by the toxins in the wound on my arm, making it hard to tell which was more unsettling.

What chilled her to the bone even more was Lin Yu's technique...

Good book skin~

Bell's body unconsciously relaxed.

......

10 minutes —

Lin Yu filled the water bottle with the "medicinal liquid" and then handed it to Bell, saying, "Drink."

Bell opened his eyes and looked at the kettle in front of him, his expression complicated.

"This...I...can I drink this?"

"You're getting weaker and weaker, drink up quickly," Lin Yu said succinctly.

Bell stared at the kettle for a few seconds, then looked up at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's expression was calm, with no teasing or mockery in his eyes, only a focused, businesslike demeanor.

It seems like those two minutes were just a necessary medical procedure being performed.

Bell gritted his teeth and took the water bottle.

I unscrewed the cap, tilted my head back, and took a big gulp.

The liquid felt a little awkward going down her throat, but she didn't hesitate and drank the whole bottle of water in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, she wiped her mouth and handed the water bottle back to Lin Yu.

"Thank you," Bell said in a low voice, almost as if she were squeezing it out from between her teeth.

Lin Yu took the kettle and hung it back on his waist.

He didn't say anything, and started helping Belle get dressed.

Pull up the bodice, fasten the buttons, straighten the lining, and put the leather armor back on neatly.

Throughout the entire process, Bell was like a puppet, letting him manipulate her, her eyes always looking elsewhere.

After getting dressed, Lin Yu took two steps back.

"How are you feeling?"

Bell moved his injured arm.

The numbness is subsiding, the dark purple color around the wound is visibly fading, and the swelling is also decreasing.

The toxins have indeed been neutralized.

"Much better," Bell said, her voice still a little muffled.

She leaned against the stone wall to stand up and bent down to pick up the spear from the ground.

The movements are still a bit unsteady, but much better than before.

"Let's go." She turned and walked towards the stone chamber door without looking back, saying, "Go get what you want."

Lin Yu followed behind her.