บท 1578: Wrath

"Lean against the bed and don't move. I'll help you dress your wounds." "He spoke in a calm voice as he took out the medicine to stop the bleeding. However, she stopped him.

"Big Brother, you don't need to. Go out first, I'll treat it myself." She spoke softly, sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, taking a pill from the space.

He frowned. "How can you treat your own wounds? You have to put the medicine right away. Otherwise, I'll call that young girl to give you medicine."

He thought Feng Jiu was injured in the shoulder and was embarrassed to let him put medicine. So, he got up and went out to ask Duan Yingying to come over.

Feng Jiu pulled him and shook her head. "No, I have a skill that enables my wounds to heal by itself. I don't need to put on any medicine. This skill's healing speed is very fast. Don't be harried. It's alright to just guard outside for me. Don't let people disturb me."