Chapter 6 One Point of Incomprehensible Style

Putting the injured woman back into the bed, covering her with the quilt, ignoring her angry gaze, Luo Ziling ran out of the house to prepare breakfast.

About half an hour later, Luo Ziling came in with a bowl of steaming rice porridge and a few buns.

"Breakfast," Luo Ziling put the porridge and buns on the table beside him, and was about to help the woman up.

"I'll do it myself," the woman said stiffly, glaring at Luo Ziling, propping up the bed with both hands, ready to get up.

But the piercing pain that came from her chest being involved caused her to lose most of her strength, and in the end Luo Ziling reached out to help her and she sat up.

After sitting up with the two pillows of Luo Ziling, the woman raised her left hand and straightened her messy hair.

Her hair was cut to one side, revealing her delicate face.

After a night's sleep, most of the sickness on the woman's face disappeared, and her face was a little rosy.

Luo Ziling was stunned by the flushed face that gave people a sense of brilliance and incompatibility.

Seeing that Luo Ziling's eyes were a little dazed, the woman gave him a slightly annoyed look, Luo Ziling quickly collected his attention and calmed down, and stepped forward to help.

The wound on the woman's chest *is close to the right side, and the right hand still hurts a little when she moves.

Of course, this is also her luck. If the wound was on the left chest, she might be dead by now.

"I'll do it myself," the woman pointed to the porridge bowl, motioning for Luo Ziling to put it in front of her.

"Let me feed you. You are seriously injured. Be careful. I will check on the wound recovery for you later and change your medicine." Luo Ziling smiled naturally, sat on the bed with a porridge bowl, and used a spoon After filling a spoonful, he opened his mouth and blew, and sent it to the woman's mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman opened her mouth and began to eat.

"I made steamed stuffed buns and porridge," Luo Ziling said as if asking for credit, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up when he said this.

The woman just glanced at him and said nothing, which hurt Luo Ziling a little.

A man who knows these cooking skills will die if he compliments a woman?

No mood at all!

The woman's appetite was not bad, and in a blink of an eye, a bowl of porridge and four buns were eaten.

After tidying up the dishes, Luo Ziling carried the medicine box and other supplies, walked to the bed, and signaled the woman to lie down: "I'll change your medicine."

The woman stared at Luo Ziling with wide eyes, and finally lay down obediently.

Check the leg injury for the woman first.

While the woman's body was stiff, Luo Ziling took off the pants she was wearing.

Luo Ziling cleaned the wound carefully, disinfected it, applied new medicine, and re-bandaged the wound. The allure of a woman's body is too strong, and it took Luo Ziling a lot of effort to keep calm.

"The wound on the leg is recovering well, better than I expected," Luo Ziling, who blushed, said softly to the woman, and then lifted the quilt, preparing to treat the wound on his chest.

The woman closed her eyes again while Luo Ziling was treating her leg wound.

Hearing what he said, he slightly opened his eyes for a look, then closed them immediately, and nodded slightly.

Luo Ziling asked her to lie flat, and then lifted her clothes.

After finally treating the woman's wound and putting on the medicine again, Luo Ziling was sweating profusely again.

The woman also had sweat on her forehead and body, but she kept her eyes closed during the whole process, at least Luo Ziling didn't notice that she opened them.

"You're covered in sweat, do you want to wipe it off?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice.

After thinking for a while, the woman opened her eyes, and finally shook her head.

Luo Ziling also complied with her, and awkwardly helped her put on her clothes and pants.

After putting on the woman's clothes, Luo Ziling felt that he was sweating again, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Seeing that the woman's face was covered with sweat, Luo Ziling thought for a while,

Still took a towel, wet it with warm water, and wiped off the sweat on her face and neck. The woman didn't resist either, and let Luo Ziling wipe it for her.

"Sleep well, and I'll wake you up at lunchtime." After wiping, Luo Ziling ordered softly, stood up, and said again: "In two days, the wound should be completely scabbed. Your body It is very strong, and if there are no accidents, it will be able to walk on the ground in a week, and it should recover almost in half a month."

The woman didn't speak, but opened her eyes and glanced at Luo Ziling.

That look is complicated, it's not what Luo Ziling likes anyway.

Soon, the woman fell asleep again, and Luo Ziling didn't go out to collect herbs as usual, but read in the yard.

The woman didn't wake up until around three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Your clothes are dry, and I'll mend the broken parts for you. You can change them later," Luo Ziling pointed to a stack of clothes beside the bed, hesitated for a moment, and reminded again: "For the convenience of dressing changes, Chest... don't wear this thing yet!"

The poor little virgin blushed naturally at the mention of women's corsets.

The woman didn't say anything, but just glanced at Luo Ziling.

Again like breakfast, Luo Ziling lifted the woman's body, fed her porridge, and took medicine.

After eating porridge and medicine, the woman wanted to go to the bathroom again.

This time Luo Ziling quickly understood what she meant, didn't say anything, just hugged her and walked to the bathroom.

"Can you tell me, what's your name?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice as he carried the woman to the bathroom.

The woman didn't answer, but just glared at him with sharp eyes.

This look made Luo Ziling shiver, and felt a faint murderous look, so frightened that he almost threw the woman in his arms to the ground.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it," he muttered.

Just as Luo Ziling walked into the bathroom with the woman in his arms, two words popped out of the woman's mouth.

"What?" Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment, the woman spoke so fast that he couldn't hear clearly.

The woman shut her mouth again, with a cold expression on her face.

Luo Ziling didn't dare to ask any more questions, and didn't want to ask any more, so he directly put her body on the toilet.

But after thinking about it, he still picked her up and took off her pants without saying a word.

"Big ass, give birth to a son," when Luo Ziling pulled down her pants, the words that the old women in the village often said came to mind instantly.