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Return to the bed again, untie the bandage, check the wound, seeing that the wound is not too big, then let out a sigh of relief, carefully sprinkle the gold sore medicine and then carefully bandage the bandage.

When Diao Chan's clothes were put on, Nalanchu was sweating all over.

It wasn't tiring, but nervous-this was the first time she unbuttoned a man's clothes and touched the skin on the man's body, let alone a strange man, a brother who she had never touched.

His body is sweaty, his hands are cold, but his cheeks are hot.

"Water ... thirsty ... water ..." Diao Chan's lips moved and murmured.

Naranchu hurriedly poured water.

After feeding the water, Nalanchu thought about the medicine in the medicine chest carefully, and then he went to find a brown bottle, poured the medicine powder into the cup, and poured the warm water overnight.

Because there was no spoon and no chopsticks, Nalanchu buckled the tea cup chassis upside down and pressed it tightly, shaking the powder and water evenly.

"Master Diao Chan, can you wake up?" Nalanchu tried to shake.

Diao Chan's brow frowned even tighter, then he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and tired, but when he saw the person in front of him, he widened sharply, "Nalanchu?"

Nalanchu smiled bitterly. "It's me. Did you forget about yesterday?"

Diao Chan's eyes were bewildered for a while, as if trying to remember, half a moment before he calmed down, "Are they gone?"

Nalanchu remembered it. She woke up from early to now, and she hasn't noticed the situation outside the room. "Sorry, I haven't watched it, but now they know it doesn't matter, you have a fever! It should be caused by a wound Inflammation, coupled with your cold yesterday, alas ... don't get up, lie down. "

Diao Chan did not listen to Na Lanchu's words, and he opened the warm quilt and got ready to get up.

When I first sat up, I felt a splitting headache. This kind of pain is very different from the pain of a wound. For a moment, my mind became blank.

Nalanchu saw the appearance of Diao Chan covering her head, and sighed, "Master Diao Chan drink this. This is my own antipyretic medicine. It contains gold sores that can be taken internally, whether it is fever or wound to you. All help. "The voice paused." Oh yes, don't worry about the wound. I just checked it. Although the wound is a bit big, it's good but it's just a bandage for you ... uh ... ... I'm not saying he's not bandaging well ... "

Before Naranchu's words were finished, the cup in his hand was taken away.

Diao Chan lifted his head and drank all the medicine in the cup.

"Will it be hard?" Nalanchu asked carefully, but what Diao Chan didn't see was Nalanchu's eyes sparkling.

Diao Chan responded to the sentence at will, and then got out of bed.

"Wait, will you lie down for a while?" Nalanchu said quickly.

Diao Chan glanced coldly, "This time, aren't you afraid of extra branches?" The voice was a little provocative.

"This medicine has an antipyretic effect, but I don't know how long it can take off ..." Nalanchu found himself talking and hurriedly said, "No, no, Lord Diao Chan, I mean, wait You leave after the fever has gone, this is already the case ... oh yes, I haven't found you a copper coin yet, wait a minute, I'll find a copper coin for you. "

Diao Chan only felt that the wound was tingling, and the whole body was hot and he could not exert energy. Although he could walk with his teeth, but everyone was inert, not to mention the woman in front of him.

Diao Chan gave up and sneered.

Nalanchu was startled. "You ... what are you laughing at?"

What is Diao Chan laughing? Smile Nalanchu's careful thinking-he obviously treats him as a test drug, but also pretends to be caring, ridiculous.

However, Diao Chan was too lazy to tear through her. He was really too tired recently. Compared with physical exhaustion, he is mentally nervous. Now let ’s do good every day and be a human experiment.

Diao Chan is drowsy.

Suddenly, Nalanchu stopped talking.

Diao Chan opened his eyes slowly, "Is something wrong?"

"Well ... can I bother you, Diao Chan, who took off his coat? I ... I don't want to lightly adult Diao Chan ... Yes ... Yes ... If you dress too thick like this, it will affect the efficacy, so ..."

I do not know why, when she saw such a cautious appearance, Diao Chan's heart was much less irritable and more teasing, "What about the effect of the medicine? Will it heal sooner or later?"

"But that's imprecise ... no no, yes ... okay." Nalan Chu sighed sighing, and then thought about it-if it was really for the purpose of testing the medicine, all kinds of situations must be considered, such as Ideally, or too much or too little clothing for the patient.

Diao Chan pulled the corner of his mouth and reached out to undress.

When Nalan Chu saw Diao Chan undressing, he was suddenly surprised and tried to excite himself. "Master Diao Chan, do you want to help you."

"Aren't you shy?" Diao Chan asked.

Nalanchu blushed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Then he hurried back to the door.

Although he had a high fever, Diao Chan was a martial arts man. After all, he had the strength to take off his clothes and take off his clothes.

Soon, the thin cotton robes on the outside took off, and the whole person was relaxed a lot.

Nalanchu stood beside the door for a while, but found that it was quiet outside, carefully opened the door, and found nothing left.

Diao Chan took off his coat and lay on the quilt, but he didn't know if the medicine was still soft and the bed felt very comfortable.

Nalanchu stepped forward, "Master Diao Chan, are you asleep?"

"No."

"No one outside the door, emperor them ... what about people?"

Diao Chan closed his eyes and did not speak.

Nalanchu waited for a while but did not wait for Diao Chan's answer, and began to guess by himself, "Will it be a walk? The emperor meant that I didn't want to go early today, but why did Magnolia and Yuzhu not come to call me in the morning? Is it compassionate that I just arrived? But ... wait, what does the emperor do? Is it okay for the emperor? "

Nalanchu's voice was not loud, but all fell into Diao Chan's ears.

Diao Chan could not bother to close his eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes suddenly.

Nalanchu was startled, "Master Diao Chan, what's wrong with you? Are you unwell?" Then, he quickly dragged Diao Chan's hand out of the quilt and pressed it on his wrist.

Diao Chan did not refuse Na Lanchu's diagnosis, but narrowed his eyes slowly, "I seem to know the emperor's plot."

"Uh? The emperor's conspiracy?" Nalanchu didn't understand.

What did Diao Chan remember? He remembered what Ye Liuli did to Jun Luohua and Huang Zhitong when he was on Songling Island. First, he made him pretend to be a cultist and used aphrodisiac against Huang Zhitong. Then he forced Jun Luohua to detoxify him, so that the two of them were together logically.

Not to mention that Diao Chan has a fresh memory of this matter, it is because he is one of the accomplices, because of the risk of camouflage, and also got a book of martial arts masters from the home of Wulin League!

Diao Chan sighed deeply-this is not a change of soup or medicine, what is it?