Need for medical concubine: The king of war can read my mind and spoil me to the bone

Chapter 320 Long Chengye, You Take Advantage of Me!
After soaking her feet, Mu Qingyan looked at him: "Long Chengye, stretch out your hand."

Long Chengye smiled slightly, and obediently stretched out his hands in front of her.

"It will hurt a little during disinfection, bear with it."

"It's okay, the king is not afraid of pain."

Mu Qingyan glanced at him, then picked up a sterilized sponge, dipped it in alcohol, and wiped the wound on his hand.

After the stains on his hands were wiped off, Mu Qingyan could see clearly that most of the wounds on his hands were on his fingertips.

It's kind of weird that the injury is on the fingertips.

"Long Chengye, how did your hand get hurt?" Mu Qingyan asked.

Long Chengye didn't answer right away, but looked into her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Yanyan, can you stop calling me the king with both your first and last name?"

"..." Mu Qingyan bit her lips, looked into his eager eyes, and thought of him calling herself Yanyan, so she said, "Could it be that you want your concubine to call you Yeye?"

"But, the name Yeye is not good either, it sounds like Grandpa, Long Chengye, you want to take advantage of me!"

"I don't want to be your grandfather!" Long Chengye said with a smile, "I want to be your husband."

Mu Qingyan curled her lips and didn't speak any more.

Just now she kept her hands on, but now, she had already disinfected Long Chengye. Then, she took the wound medicine, dipped it in with a cotton swab, and gently rubbed it on the wound on his finger.

Looking at her earnest face, Long Chengye said, "The people closest to me always call me Aye."

"Okay, then I'll call you Aye too." Mu Qingyan wiped the medicine on him, and then began to pack those things.

While tidying up, she asked, "Ah Ye, you haven't told me how you got the injury on your hand, those assassins wouldn't be so tricky... Oh, I remembered, you still have injuries, Come here and let me see."

"Let's wait and see when we get back to the house." Long Chengye refused, "I wash these socks first, and then take them to the fire to dry."

After speaking, he wanted to reach out to grab Mu Qingyan's socks.

"Don't move!" Mu Qingyan ordered.

Long Chengye's outstretched hand stopped instantly.

Mu Qingyan: "I just applied medicine to you, and you touch the water to wash your socks, then the medicine I gave you will be in vain!"

As she spoke, she picked up the two socks by herself, washed them with the water soaking her feet and wrung them dry.

At this moment, her feet have been soaked very warm, and her feet have returned to life.

She stood up barefoot, turned and walked towards the fire.

"Yanyan, it's cold on the ground."

"It's okay, I'll come back to soak in a while."

Mu Qingyan set up two big rocks on both sides of the fire, and then placed two long knives horizontally on them.

Afterwards, she spread the two clean socks and the shoes that had been taken off on one side on the long knife and baked them.

After dealing with all this, she quickly ran back to the puddle on tiptoe and continued to soak her feet.

Looking at her masterpiece, Long Chengye felt that his face was really smart and cute.

Thinking of these two knives that were still stained with blood just now, she put them on the fire to roast the socks, and thought it was quite fun.

At this moment, there was a quarrel at the door.

"Lord Li, the prince has orders. Let his subordinates wait to escort you back. You should go back with us."

"No." Li Chongyou's tone was very firm: "Ling Wang and his wife did not go back safely, how can I abandon them?"

While talking, the two had already entered the cave.

The two were shocked when they saw the scene in the cave.

Li Chongyou looked at Mu Qingyan, who was soaking her feet, and at the shoes and socks on the fire, where she was baking shoes and socks with two knives, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a while.

(End of this chapter)