An Youyou furrowed her brows even tighter, her voice sowhat irritable, "Isn’t he injured? Why is he still thinking about bathing?!"
The maid was also frightened seeing Ali lose his temper and quickly explained, "The servant told the leader the sa thing, but the leader said he hasn’t bathed in over ten days lying in bed, and his body is uncomfortable. The servant didn’t dare to prevent the leader and could only prepare hot water for him. The servant was ant to attend to the leader’s bath, hoping to help the leader avoid touching his wounds, but the leader drove out, saying he could manage it himself."
An Youyou pressed her lips tightly.
"Doctor Ali, perhaps you can check on the leader; I’m worried he’ll really touch the wounds, and the leader’s wound is so long..." The maid said fearfully.
An Youyou didn’t hesitate.
She walked straight to the back room, stopping by the screen, saying to the person inside, "Leader, it’s Ali."
The person inside seed to move, so splashes of water could be heard.
"Is there sothing?" An Ji’s voice was indifferent.
"You are injured, not suitable for bathing, please get up quickly, let re-treat your wound to avoid infection."
"Okay." An Ji responded.
At this mont, he also glanced down at the long wound on his chest.
The wound had mostly scabbed; he was careful not to break it, but admittedly, there was still a slight sting from the wound.
He moved slightly.
More splashes of water could be heard again.
An Youyou stood quietly outside waiting.
A mont later.
"Ali, co in." An Ji suddenly commanded.
An Youyou frowned.
Through the screen, she could see a shadow.
But it wasn’t clear whether An Ji was wearing any clothes.
"Ali?" Without a response from An Youyou, he called again.
"Does the leader have a request?"
"Co in."
"The leader is bathing, it’s inconvenient for to enter..."
The person inside seed to chuckle lightly, "We’re both n, what’s inconvenient about it? Besides, you could feed dicine mouth-to-mouth, yet care about this?!"
An Youyou blushed slightly at An Ji’s words, quickly retorting, "Feeding you dicine was to save you, not to take advantage."
"..."
"It’s not just for the leader, if anyone else were in the sa situation, I’d also unhesitatingly feed them dicine this way." An Youyou continued to argue, feeling indignant.
An Ji lightly pursed his lips, slowly asking, "So you’ve done it often?"
"Huh?" An Youyou looked at An Ji.
"Nothing, co in. Quickly!" The tone on the last two words from An Ji was notably firr.
An Youyou bit her lip, finally mustering the courage to go in.
Upon entering.
She felt at a complete loss.
An Ji stood naked right in front of her.
Not a hint of covering.
She blinked her eyes.
An Ji eyed Ali’s deanor, "Where are you looking?!"
An Youyou quickly diverted her gaze, abruptly turning around at that mont.
Her face flushed, ears red, and even her neck.
Wasn’t An Ji quite reserved?!
She thought he would at least have so covering?!
Just like that, with no concealnt...
If he knew she was An Youyou, would he dip into the bath and drown himself?!
"What are you shy about? Co over and help get dressed." An Ji didn’t care about her unusual behavior, commanding.
"I’ll have your maid co in to help dress you."
"The maid is a woman," An Ji stopped An Youyou, "males and females shouldn’t touch."
"Then I’ll call for a servant..."
"No need for the trouble, and getting out from the bath I feel cold, not wanting to wait long." An Ji stated directly.
An Youyou bit her lip.
An Ji’s body had been severely injured, just recovering from a major illness; if he caught a cold again...
Fine, fine.
What’s a sty anyway? What’s the big deal?
Besides, she’s a doctor.
A doctor has seen all sorts.
An Youyou steeled herself, walking towards An Ji with a sense of resolve.
An Ji also looked displeased at her attitude.
Is it so unwilling to help him dress?!
He only didn’t want to pull on the wound while getting dressed, otherwise, no assistance was needed.
An Youyou randomly grabbed the clothing nearby, "Lift your foot, let’s put on the underpants first."
An Ji cooperated fairly well.
An Youyou essentially had her eyes closed.
She didn’t want to see anything.
Yet because of operating with eyes closed, her hand accidentally...
An Ji’s body noticeably trembled.
An Youyou also reacted, quickly retreating two steps.
Watching An Youyou’s exaggerated manner, An Ji clearly felt disdain.
Unexpectedly, there was so displeasure as well.
"You and I both have it; what’s there to fuss about?" An Ji looked at An Youyou, speaking inexplicably.
An Youyou said nothing.
She controlled her emotions, took deep breaths, and continued to help An Ji put on other clothes.
An Ji watched Ali’s hands closely.
Noticing his fingers are quite delicate and slender, even quite small.
"How old are you this year? Twelve, thirteen?!" An Ji asked suddenly.
An Youyou sharply looked at An Ji.
Where did she look like only twelve or thirteen?!
"Just feels like your body is quite small." An Ji explained.
He also knew Ali was older than twelve or thirteen.
"I’m fifteen this year." An Youyou pointedly emphasized.
"Still small."
"You’re only three years older than ," An Youyou retorted.
"But I’m a head taller than you." An Ji said proudly.
An Youyou’s face darkened.
Never before did she realize An Ji could boast like this!
"But it’s fine; you’re still young, you can grow taller," An Ji reassured, "Make sure to eat more als regularly."
No matter how she saw it, An Youyou felt he was deliberately showing off.
"It’s done," An Youyou didn’t want to engage more with An Ji.
Her height among won was considered above average; she had no intention of growing taller!
"Thank you." An Ji thanked politely.
"You’re welco," An Youyou responded, then added, "Next ti don’t make dress you again."
An Ji chuckled softly.
This little Imperial Physician, quite arrogant.
Though he ought to feel grateful towards this young doctor, after all, she saved his life and traveled a great distance.
Yet ultimately, his stature, whether in Cang Kingdom or with Daxuan, rendered this young doctor to show him due respect.
Of course, he didn’t mind.
rely found this little Imperial Physician different from ordinary people.
Quite amusing.
The two erged from behind the screen.
An Youyou had An Ji return to the bed, laying down, and began to untie the clothes on his chest.
"If I had known you would undress again, I wouldn’t have bothered dressing you earlier." An Ji remarked offhandedly.
"..." An Youyou blushed inexplicably.
She pursed her lips, concentrating earnestly to avoid being distracted by An Ji.
Once the clothes were off again, An Youyou’s slender and tender fingertips lightly touched An Ji’s wound.
"Hmm..." An Ji muttered.
"Does it hurt?" An Youyou asked.
An Ji shook his head.
It wasn’t pain.
Though there was so sensation of pain.
Just the feel of Ali’s fingertips sohow passed a tingling sensation through his heart...
This feeling, quite peculiar.
An Youyou said seriously, "Don’t bathe anymore; see, this part is red and inflad. If it truly gets infected, forget about this wound healing."
"Alright." An Ji readily agreed.
"I’ll apply so dicine now. It might hurt a little, don’t move around." An Youyou instructed.
"Hmm."
An Youyou fetched so external ointnt, using her fingers to gently apply a small amount, carefully rubbing it onto the wound, little by little.
As she applied, An Youyou suddenly asked, "Are you cold?"
"Not cold," An Ji answered.
"You’re not cold, yet you’ve got goosebumps all over?!"
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