Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 9 009: Cleaning up the wound

Chapter 9 009: Cleaning up the wound

Shen Qingcheng is not as optimistic as him.

The paws of animals are more or less bacteria-carrying. If the wound is not treated in time, it is easy to be infected with tetanus.

"Go to sleep and leave me alone."

Suddenly being stared at by Shen Qingcheng like this, Jun Wulan felt a little uncomfortable.

Shen Qingcheng ignored him, walked to the water tank, and took a basin of cold water from a wooden basin.

Washing the wound with hot water will make the wound hurt more, so it is better to wash the wound with cold water.

"Take off your clothes, and I'll clean the wound for you."

Seeing the little woman standing in front of him holding water, staring at him firmly, Jun Wulan asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

This woman used to turn pale with fright every time she saw the scar on his right cheek, and she didn't dare to approach him within three steps. The scars below are much more hideous and terrifying.

He even suspected that the woman in front of him was not the one he bought for 20 taels of silver.

Thinking of the original owner's fear and loathing of Jun Wulan, Shen Qingcheng intentionally showed a trace of nervousness on her face.

"Since I have decided to live with you, I naturally have to overcome my fear of you."

Seeing the look of fear on Shen Qingcheng's face, Jun Wulan dispelled the suspicion in his heart.

"You put the water here, I'll just clean the wound myself."

Shen Qingcheng replied firmly: "No, the wound is on your vest, you can't clean it yourself."

She has just arrived, and she is unfamiliar with the place and has to rely on this man. She can't let this man have an accident.

"You were scratched by a wild leopard. The wild leopard's claws are not clean. If you don't clean up the wound in time, the injury will get worse. You fell ill. Who will take care of Luo'er and Uncle Liang in this cold winter?"

Jun Wulan asked Shen Qingcheng to clean his wound while shirtless, although Jun Wulan felt a little embarrassed, but felt that Shen Qingcheng was right, so he nodded without much hesitation.

"Then trouble you."

Shen Qingcheng said: "I hurt my neck, you boiled medicine and gave me food, and I will help you clean the wound now, we are even, you don't need to thank me."

"Ah."

Jun Wulan got up and took off the white coat on his body.

The blood was dry, and the single clothes inside had stuck to the wound. Shen Qingcheng stood beside him and saw him forcefully tore off the single clothes from the wound.

The corners of Shen Qingcheng's mouth twitched violently.

She felt pain even looking at it. No matter how hard this man endured, his face didn't change.

Hearing Shen Qingcheng's gasping voice, Jun Wulan raised his head to meet her gaze, and saw a trace of distress for him in her eyes.

The distress in Shen Qingcheng's eyes made him stunned.

This woman actually showed such a look at him, he must have been fooled just now.

Jun Wulan stared at Shen Qingcheng's eyes again, and Shen Qingcheng's eyes had returned to calm.

Sure enough, he was delusional. How could he feel sorry for the woman who hated him so much and wanted to stay away from him.

Jun Wulan felt a little lost in his heart.

"Don't you feel the pain when you tore the clothes off the wound abruptly?"

Jun Wulan said: "If you have been injured a lot, you will naturally not feel the pain, and I am a man, so this injury is nothing to me."

"You are too tall. If you stand like this, I can't clean the wound for you. You have to sit down."

Jun Wulan got up to take off his clothes, and Shen Qingcheng realized that she only reached the man's armpits.

Her current height is not 1.6 meters 1.6, she must be 1.6 meters [-], [-] meters [-], it only reaches this man's armpit, this man is too tall.

Jun Wulan brushed all her hair to her chest, and then sat down in front of Shen Qingcheng.

Without the cover of clothes and hair, Shen Qingcheng could see the man's back clearly.

One scar, two scars, three scars
Shen Qingcheng stared at Jun Wulan's back, and silently counted the scars on his body, there were nine scars in total, distributed in a haphazard manner.

With so many old injuries on his body, Shen Qingcheng couldn't help but wonder what this man used to do.

Shen Qingcheng didn't do anything for a long time, Jun Wulan thought she was frightened by the scars on her body.

"If you are afraid, don't force yourself, I will do it myself."

Only then did Shen Qingcheng look away, threw the cloth she used to wash her face in the basin, rubbed it, wrung it dry, unfolded it, and gently cleaned the wound for Jun Wulan.

Shen Qingcheng rubbed the cloth over and over again, and the basin of clear water was stained red.

"I need to change a basin of water."

She wrung out the cloth and hung it on the chair, and got up with the tub to change the water.

Jun Wulan saw clearly the cloth hanging on the wooden chair, and then moved her eyes to see Shen Qingcheng busy for herself.

"This cloth is for you to wash your face, why did you use it to clean my wound?"

Shen Qingcheng changed the water and came back with the tub.

"The cloth used to wash your face at home is the softest. It will hurt you less when you wash your wound. After you clean your wound, I will just wash the cloth, and it will not delay me washing my face."

Hearing what Shen Qingcheng said, Jun Wulan couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

He tilted his head and looked at Shen Qingcheng, thinking about it.

Could it be that this woman figured it out after hanging herself once?
After Shen Qingcheng cleaned up the blood around his wounds, she could see clearly how deep the wounds on his body were, and the skin was turned outwards. How could it be so serious without medicine.

"The wound is a bit deep, I'm afraid it needs medicine."

Jun Wulan said: "It's okay, let's rest tonight, and I'll go out and dig some coriander root when the sun rises tomorrow. The coriander root can stop bleeding and heal injuries."

Let Jun Wulan go to sleep like this, the wound will definitely stick to the single clothes inside again, and if the clothes are torn apart from the wound repeatedly, the injury will definitely get worse.

Shen Qingcheng thought for a while and said to Jun Wulan: "There seems to be a thatch near our yard."

When Jun Wulan bought her back, it hadn’t snowed yet, and there was a clump of thatch near the courtyard. She remembered it very clearly, but after the snow fell, when the house was short of firewood, Mo Liang cut down the clump of thatch. When the firewood is burned, now to find the coriander root, we have to scrape away the snow and dig through the mud bit by bit, which is a bit troublesome.

"Put your jacket on and sit here for a while, I'll take a hoe and look outside, maybe I can find it."

Before Jun Wulan could respond, Shen Qingcheng had already put down the cloth in her hand and picked up the tung oil lamp on the stove, ready to go out.

Jun Wulan really didn't expect Shen Qingcheng to do this for herself, her eyes widened, and she didn't know what expression to make on her face.

"I'll go with you."

Shen Qingcheng is not the kind of coquettish lady who just digs thatch roots, she can do it by herself.

 The relationship between the male and female protagonists in this book is relatively warm and homely, and there will be more and more on the shelves. Don’t worry, please continue to ask for receipts and votes

  
 
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