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"Guest, here, this is Plucking's room

The maid brought Zhang Qingxuan to a row of wing rooms, pointed to a wooden door in the corner and said.

She quickly walked a few steps and helped Zhang Qingxuan to open the door.

It is a very simple room with only one bed, a small closet, and even a washbasin or mirror.

The room was clean and tidy, although the sheets and bedding were slightly yellowish, they were still-not hard to see clean.

Zhang Qingxuan took out a robe from the storage space, threw it on the bed, and asked the maid behind to help spread it. Then he put the injured maid named Caiwei in his arms, face down and back up, and put it on the other side. On the bed.

While Zhang Qingxuan looked at the shocking back, thinking about how to help her deal with the wound first.

The maid who had laid the bed sheets opened the only small cabinet in the room, took out a box of round cream medicine from it, and handed it to Zhang Qingxuan.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at the ointment in her hand, slightly puzzled.

She explained: "This is an ointment sent by the owner of the house."

Zhang Qingxuan Xingmu Weimi: "She is often beaten?"

The maid nodded: "Because of plucking, she is often beaten by the young lady."

"Caiwei is very strong. Every time she is beaten, she will not say anything, because if she speaks out, it will make the young lady beat harder and more vigorously."

"Every time she was beaten and bruised all over her body, she would silently return to the room by herself, and even continued to work the next day.

"Moreover, Caiwei is very kind."

"She often helps us. When she sees the young lady who is about to do something to us, she will pretend to come close unintentionally, so that the young lady will not hit us again and will instead hit her."

"Because of this, we slaves and maids have a very good impression of Caiwei. After she is beaten, we will take the initiative to help her with medicine.

This is why she knew there was medicine in the cabinet.

Zhang Qingxuan took the box of green medicine, opened the lid and smelled it.

Golden sore medicine

Of course, Jinchuangyao and Jinchuangdan have the same name, but the effect is not even the same.

Jinchuang Pill is a panacea, it can even save people back by hanging a sigh of breath.

This golden sore medicine can cure trauma, prevent infection, and speed up healing.

However, although the effect is very different, but now it is better than nothing.

"Then you, help her up."

Zhang Qingxuan handed the golden sore medicine ointment back to the maid, and asked her to help apply the medicine.

But before the words were finished, a shout rang outside the door: "Little Cuille, are you here? The old lady asked us to give the lady medicine together.

"Sorry, guest, I have to go quickly!"

The maid leaned to Zhang Qingxuan, and quickly walked out of the house.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at the door of the room, looked at the ointment in his hand, and sighed helplessly. After greeted the door of the room, he walked to the bed.

The girl is still awake.

With such a serious injury, I haven't said a word yet.

It's incredible.

If you want to apply medicine, you must first remove the blood-soaked clothes on her back.

Otherwise, not only will it be impossible to get on, but after a while, the flesh and blood will grow together with the clothes, and the process will be extremely painful when you want to get off the clothes.

Zhang Qingxuan whispered: "Girl, I am offended." Then he stretched out his hand and gently tore the clothes on his back.

The skin is revealed, white and delicate like mutton fat white jade,

Below the smooth back is a full grip, the lines are extremely exaggerated, giving a strong visual impact.

The whole spine was covered with intricate bloodstains, which was shocking.

Zhang Qingxuan dug a piece of ointment and gently smeared it on the blood stain.

The body below trembled uncontrollably.

Zhang Qingxuan saw that she bit the quilt tightly.

"If it hurts, you can shout out.

Zhang Qingxuan said.

But she still didn't let go of the quilt she was biting on.

Zhang Qingxuan didn't say anything either. At the fastest speed, all the scars on her back were smeared with ointment.

The medicinal effect of the ointment will cause a short-term pain in the wound. She still didn't make a sound, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Zhang Qingxuan's finger lightly touched her neck, and a touch of Yuanxi entered.

After Yuan Qi relieved the pain, the shaking of her body became much smaller.

"Let it dry first, and wait until the wound has scabbed before touching it."

Zhang Qingxuan exclaimed, and found that there was no charcoal fire in the room, and the cold was like an ice cellar. He wrote the handwriting - Zhang Fuzhu hit the ground, and adjusted it with Yuan Xi to make the Fuzhuan appear not big or small. The fire light, the cold in the room was suddenly dissipated.

"Recover well.

The door of the house can be locked from the outside, the door can be hooked up, and it will fall and lock as soon as the door is closed.

0……Look for flowers,

Put the door up, Zhang Qingxuan closes the door and prepares to leave.

Just before the door was closed tightly, a weak voice came from the room: "Thank you.

Zhang Qingxuan's action of closing the door paused, but did not stop.

boom.

The door closed.

The door asked fell down with a click and asked about the door.

The room returned to silence.

Everything seems to be back to the original state.

It's just that the temperature generated by the blazing fire has dispelled the original cold in this room. She was originally covered with two big thick quilts, and she was still cold at night and could not sleep.

And now.

She just left the wound dry, still feeling extremely warm.

.......0

And this warmth seems to have dispelled some of the cold in her heart

Luo Caiwei's twins were a little dull with the contrast on the terrifying faces of the twins, and looked at the flames, stunned.

What does it feel like

Is it cared?

Will anyone care about myself?

In her mind, she couldn't help but recall what happened just now.

Zhang Qingxuan's back in front of him;

Reach out and pick yourself up, the gentle movement;

It is almost a cautious action to give yourself medicine;

I didn't know any other methods to help myself relieve the pain;

Before leaving, warm yourself...

It seems

Just care!

In her apricot eyes, two lines of clear tears slipped onto the pillow while the eyelashes trembled.

She remembered it clearly.

At this time, she was cared for for the first time in her life

Because of her face, although not everyone hates her, but no one has any good feelings about her, so no one cares about her at all.

There has never been.

The other maidservants came to help give her medicine, but they were just to thank her for being beaten for the other side. That was a reward, not a concern.

Being cared about is a very common thing for ordinary people, but for Luo Caiwei, it is an extremely extravagant hope.

And now

She finally knows what it's like to be cared about

In the silent sobbing, she burst into tears.

The young Taoist who stood in front of her seemed to be able to block all wind and rain, and it was deeply imprinted on her heart.

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