C37 (1/2)

Feng Linyuan was weak and wore even more clothes than the average person. The Liufeng's claws had penetrated through the layers of the clothes and the wound was so deep that even the bones could be seen.

Even worse, because of the low temperature, the sticky blood had congealed at the place where the wound was broken, but because of the repeated movements just now, it had ruptured and bled, causing the skin and clothes to be tightly stuck to the threads.

Even if a doctor were to apply the medicine, he would first have to separate the wound on Feng Linyuan's back from the threads of his clothes.

Bai Zheng looked at the pale-faced Feng Linyuan, bit his lips, and said: ”I'll strip the clothes on Master Hou's back off first, and then wait for the doctor to come in so we can apply the medicine.”

Feng Linyuan was startled, although he was a man and a woman, he was not the type who cared about reputation, so he nodded: ”Then I will be troubling Miss Bai.”

Bai Zheng's hand was already pinching the clothes on Feng Linyuan's back as she softly said, ”Master Hou, please bear with it.”

Feng Linyuan nodded his head as a strange sensation came from his back.

It was soft and cool and not cold at all. Instead, it was like a cool breeze blowing on one's face in the summer. The wind blew into Feng Linyuan's heart, giving him a strange feeling, as if something was scratching him, not lightly but not heavily, causing him to feel itchy at the bottom of his heart.

He turned his head, and used the corner of his eyes to look at Bai Zheng who was behind him.

Her fair cheeks were stained with the paper pulp that had just splashed onto them. Her bangs were drenched in sweat and lay by her side. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was in an extremely sorry state.

However, her eyes were especially focused and calm. Her clear black and white eyes were full of seriousness. At the same time, they would also reveal a trace of heartache and guilt when blood flowed out.

Bai Zheng gently pulled apart the part of the thread that was attached to the skin and flesh. The cotton wool on the inner clothes stuck out the most seriously and Bai Zheng did her best to slow her movements, but she still tore off a layer of the skin, causing blood to gush out immediately.

”I'm not in pain.” Feng Linyuan said softly, his voice was as gentle as always, full of power.

Bai Zheng looked up and met Feng Linyuan's gaze. She blinked her eyes and smiled apologetically.

How could it not hurt?

When layers of clothes were separated, it meant that the wounds were being torn open again and again. Although Bai Zheng was already very careful, the material of the silk was very good. It was fine and gentle, sticking closely to the skin and flesh.

Some of them even stuck close to the bone.

Pulling off these threads, how could he, who didn't have anesthetic, not make a sound? Did he even have the leisure to say ”not painful” to her?

Through the holes in her torn clothes, Bai Zheng could even clearly see that Feng Linyuan's back was covered with scars.

Not knowing why, but looking at these sinister scars, Bai Zheng's heart ached.

What kind of past had the person in front of him experienced?

”Linyuan, Linyuan!” A voice filled with anxiety broke the silence in the room, and a gorgeous figure flew in, by the time Bai Zheng could clearly see it, Soong Yiqing was already in front of him.

”How are you? How did the Liufeng scratch you? ” Soong Yiqing asked with a trembling voice.

Bai Zheng had no time to pay attention to him, she could only concentrate on separating the threads.

Feng Linyuan smiled lightly: ”I'm fine, Miss Bai is already treating my wounds.”

Soong Yiqing immediately walked to Bai Zheng's side and looked at his wound. She paced back and forth anxiously: ”How can his wound be this deep! Why aren't the Uncle Zhu here yet? What did Mo Lee do?! ”

Just when Bai Zheng was about to untie the last thread, a black clothed man carrying an old uncle whose hair was all white descended from the sky.