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Chapter 107 Touching back and forth so many times
For a moment, Jiang Zhi's heart ached for no reason.
She stared at Shang Yanjing with a look of loneliness and grievance that wrapped tightly around her heart like a sponge, making it hard for her to breathe.
She couldn't help but move closer to him.
It seems that even though I know that I will be torn to pieces in the end, I still can't control my heart for no reason.
"Does she do this to you often?"
pat.
A hot tear fell on the back of Shang Yanjing's hand. Seeing this, she immediately reached out and wiped away the tears.
Shang Yanjing was stunned for a moment. The temperature of the scalding tears took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Zhizhi, are you feeling sorry for me?"
Jiang Zhi turned his face away, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Jiang Zhi was spoiled since childhood.
She has a good family atmosphere. Her parents do not favor boys over girls, and they never beat or scold her for doing anything wrong. Even when she met Grandma Jiang later, they tried their best to give her the best.
She had never encountered anything like this in her growth trajectory.
You will never encounter it.
The air was filled with the smell of blood.
"Shang Yanjing, go to the hospital."
Before she could finish, Shang Yanjing pulled her down and she fell into his arms.
The pain made his chest heave violently, and the sudden gravity pressed his wound again.
But at this moment, he didn't care. He just reached out and hugged her, saying weakly, "You just feel sorry for me."
His eyes were bright.
For a moment, the air was frozen.
Jiang Zhi couldn't help but lower her head and kiss the corner of his eye.
Moist and moist.
But real enough.
Seeing this, Shang Yanjing held her waist and pulled her directly into his arms.
Jiang Zhi was stunned for a few seconds and looked at him straight.
Shang Yanjing's face was as pale as a vampire's at this moment.
She pulled herself out of his arms and stood up, ready to go find the medicine box.
"Don't go." Shang Yanjing's voice was low and firm.
Jiang Zhi stopped, turned around, looked into his deep eyes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.
She knew that Shang Yanjing needed her.
"I'm not leaving. I just want to bandage you first." Jiang Zhi said softly, then walked to the bed and gently stroked his hair.
"Don't dirty your hands. You'll be fine tomorrow." Shang Yanjing pinched her wrist and said weakly, "Just stay by my side."
Jiang Zhi couldn't struggle free from his hand, so she simply didn't move. She listened to his voice coming from above her head, beating her heart bit by bit.
Shang Yanjing originally wanted to hug her, but he was too weak and could only grab her skirt a few times.
Closing his eyes, it seemed that at this moment, he could finally let down all his guard and lie beside Jiang Zhi with peace of mind.
It wasn't long before Jiang Zhi heard his chest rising and falling with his heavy breathing.
She reached up and lifted the collar of his shirt.
There were several scars on it, clearly caused by a whip. The wounds were deep and shallow, especially the deep ones, which were stained with blood.
Extremely terrifying.
Jiang Zhi didn't know how he endured the pain and went home.
If it was her, she must have fainted on the way.
And how could the woman who treated him so cruelly manage to whip him again and again without even blinking?
Tiger venom doesn't even eat seeds.
Jiang Zhi found the medicine box.
She bent down and lifted up his shirt, but the man did not cooperate. He had no choice but to find a pair of scissors and cut Shang Yanjing's shirt open.
There were a total of ten whip marks on the back and front waist.
After all the wounds were bandaged, Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and the bleeding finally stopped.
She covered him with the quilt, and the strong smell of blood had dissipated a lot.
Mixed in with it were the Buddhist beads on Jiang Zhi's arm.
Agarwood, with a gentle and elegant fragrance.
It is enough to mislead people.
At this time, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.
Jiang Zhi looked at Shang Yanjing's sleeping face with a complicated expression. At this time, Shang Yanjing's breathing gradually stabilized and his brows gradually relaxed.
Jiang Zhi knew that he needed rest to recover.
The sky was dark, and the heavy rain finally came.
Jiang Zhi walked out and closed the window.
The moment Jiang Zhi left the room, Shang Yanjing's eyelids trembled slightly, but he did not open them in the end.
Shang Yanjing's place is very big. After closing the window, Jiang Zhi returned to the living room. She looked at the painting on the sofa, walked over, and reached out to touch it.
The marks on the painting were a little uneven, and she remembered every stroke of the brush, and the expression on her father's face when he was painting it.
Jiang Zhi squatted in front of the sofa, stroking every corner of the painting bit by bit, and gradually fell asleep.
"Jiang Zhi?"
A tall shadow suddenly loomed over.
Jiang Zhi looked up in shock and saw Shang Yanjing standing next to him. He was wearing a pair of trousers, his upper body was bare, and a towel was covering his wet hair. He had obviously just taken a shower.
"..."
Before, she didn’t think Shang Yanjing had such a good figure.
But now, she always felt that every movement of his was tempting her, and she forced her eyes away from his sexy waistline which was still covered with moisture.
"Your wound can't touch water yet, it will get infected."
The gauze on his body had already been stained with water.
If the wound is soaked in water for a long time, it is easy to fester.
"Jiang Zhi, are you worried about me?"
Jiang Zhi, “…”
She felt that Shang Yanjing was hit not on the body, but on the head.
Helplessly, she turned around and went out to get the medical kit. When she came back, Shang Yanjing was already sitting on the sofa with the painting in his hand.
She was stunned for a moment, then walked over and sat down on the sofa. "Move a little to the side, otherwise it will be difficult for me to do it."
At this moment, Shang Yanjing moved obediently.
With the experience from last night, Jiang Zhi was able to remove the gauze for him quite easily this time.
When the gauze was removed, blood scabs had formed on it.
It was stained with that piece of skin.
She touched the cold skin around the wound to check the wound's recovery, then tore off the gauze. Sure enough, Shang Yanjing still didn't even make a sound, only frowned slightly.
Look, it hurts.
He didn't say anything, so Jiang Zhi continued to apply medicine to him and then put on gauze again.
One after another.
Repeat the action.
The sky gradually brightened, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the two of them.
Shang Yanjing didn't know how long it had been since he had felt the warm sunshine.
After finishing, Jiang Zhi's raised hand felt a little sore.
She just stretched out her hand and shook it, and the next second, Shang Yanjing grabbed her wrist and rubbed each of her fingers with both hands.
She looked at him, and for a moment, her eyes were complicated.
She pulled her hand away.
"You're allowed to touch me back and forth so many times, but I can't touch you?"