After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 342 Or, what do you want to get from me?
By the time Yan Jiu finished drinking, it was already 12:30, and Lu You's face showed signs of drowsiness.

Why are you giving me these?

Yan Jiu lowered her eyes, placed the empty bowl in her hand on the bedside table, and asked this question.

His voice was no longer the rough sound that comes from prolonged dehydration; it had become somewhat smooth, carrying a unique youthful tone.

The porridge was very light, but he thought it was delicious, better than any bowl he had ever eaten.

Perhaps it's because I haven't had hot food in so long...

"Well, there's no reason why, it's probably because you're cute."

Lu You buried herself in the emergency first aid kit she had found in another room not long ago.

They took out a series of bottles and jars.

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"..."

Yan Jiu glanced again at the person fiddling with the medicine bottle on the floor, her eyes filled with an unreadable emotion.

cute?

He never imagined he would be associated with the word "cute".

"Hand out."

The girl unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle and skillfully poured the medicine from the unregistered product into her palm.

Yan Jiu: "?"

"..."

Lu You decisively pulled the other person's hand, which was hidden under their clothes, and lifted the clothes to reveal a patch of bruises.

I didn't even ask the other person's opinion, since it would have been pointless anyway.

Yan Jiu was stunned for a few seconds, her ears turning bright red as she pouted her lips, just about to pull her hand back.

Suddenly, a cool and comfortable sensation travels from the nerve endings to the brain.

The brown medicine in the girl's palm spread out with a professional technique, and the screams in her brain caused by the injury to her arm were gradually soothed.

"If you get injured, you should apply medicine."

I didn't ask why, I just said that.

But it was a long-awaited moment when Yan Jiu felt the warmth of people other than her mother and the orphanage grandmother, which she hadn't experienced in over a decade.

as well as……

He felt uncomfortable. He was used to licking his wounds alone in the dark, like a lonely little animal, after being injured.

There was also a strange sense of familiarity that he himself didn't understand.

It feels like I've known her for a long time, yet it also feels like I've never known her at all.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu You lowered her long eyelashes and looked tenderly at the wounds.

That focused and earnest look made it seem as if he held the other person in the lap of his heart, as if he were protecting something fragile.

The soft yellow light cast a gentle glow on her fair profile, leaving a beautiful silhouette.

Faced with Lu You's question, Yan Jiu simply shook his head blankly.

Does it hurt?

The answer is, of course, pain.

With so many wounds, the pain receptors become numb, so naturally you can't feel where the pain is worse.

Time passed second by second, and in the end, he didn't know how much time had gone by.

All I know is that the area where she applied the medicine seems to be less painful.

"All right."

Lu You breathed a sigh of relief. There were too many wounds, and it took her a full hour and a half to barely manage to treat the exposed ones.

As for areas that are really inconvenient to cover up by clothes, there may be more, but she didn't go any further.

She knew that this was the limit for a stranger she had only met once.

If we delve any deeper, he might become suspicious.

Lu You placed the bottles of medicine on the bedside table and labeled them with sticky notes to distinguish them.

He muttered to himself, "This bottle is for scars, this bottle is for bruises, this bottle is for sprains and bruises, this bottle..."

"what do you want?"

Yan Jiu sat on the bed, watching the girl busy on the floor.

He said calmly, "Or, what do you want to get from me?"

(End of this chapter)