"No, just use cold water, not hot water for burns."
Du Qiaoyun smell speech, this just think of burn really can't use hot water to wipe, can only resist heartache, with water with ice ballast to Xie Zhifeng wipe body.
In the cold weather, it's not easy to rub your body with ice water. Xie Zhifeng's skin turned red because of the stimulation of cold water.
Seeing Xie Zhifeng's body trembling slightly, Du Qiaoyun knew that he was very cold and wanted to speed up the cleaning process. However, the burn wound was not easy to clean. Those filthy things stuck to the charred skin and meat, so he had to be careful not to hurt people too much. When he encountered places that were really difficult to clean, he had to tear off the burned skin.
Du Qiaoyun looked at the dead skin and bloody wounds that had been lifted away. His heart ached badly and his tears flowed down.
At first, she could not help crying, but later, she became more and more sad. She couldn't help crying.
Xie Zhifeng's heart softened because of Du Qiaoyun's cry, "don't cry, it's just a small injury."
"Little hurt? How could this be a minor injury? You're injured like this, and you say it's a minor injury? What kind of injury is considered serious injury? " Du Qiaoyun choked to retort.
"I'm just a flesh wound, and I don't have to worry about my life. How can I compare with Han Qi? Naturally, it's a minor injury! " Xie Zhifeng can't help stabbing Du Qiaoyun.
Du Qiaoyun hears speech to pause to live, even cry to all forget, this words let her how to receive?
It seems that Xie Zhifeng really took her words into his heart.
"I I... "
Du Qiaoyun really didn't know what to say, so he could only help Xie Zhifeng with the wound in silence until he had finished applying the medicine to all the wounds behind Xie Zhifeng. Du Qiaoyun didn't open his mouth again, and Xie Zhifeng didn't open his mouth. The atmosphere was like stagnation, which was more embarrassing than just now.
After the back injury, we have to get the front one. It's OK to face the back. If they don't talk face to face just now, it's really a kind of unspeakable suffering for Du Qiaoyun.
Xie Zhifeng saw Du Qiaoyun hesitated, his eyes were cold, and he said faintly: "I can come by myself in front of him, you can go to see Han Qi, his injury is more serious than me!"
Xie Zhifeng's words sound very insipid. It seems that they are just talking about the matter. But Du Qiaoyun is too familiar with him. Naturally, he can hear the irony in his insipid tone, which makes Du Qiaoyun very sad. She knows that Xie Zhifeng really has a bad influence on her.
"Well, he's really hurt more than you. I'll go to see him and take care of him. You can take the medicine yourself." Du Qiaoyun angrily put the medicine bottle in Xie Zhifeng's hand and opened the door.
She was so angry that she even forgot to help Xie Zhifeng close the door!
The cold wind outside the door blows in through the wide open door, making Xie Zhifeng's skin red and hair erect.
He clenched the medicine bottle that Du Qiaoyun put back into his hand. Because of too much force, the blue tendons on his hand suddenly appeared, and the thin porcelain medicine bottle couldn't stand too much force. The sharp broken porcelain plunged into the tender flesh of Xie Zhifeng's palm, and the blood rushed out, and soon gathered on the ground into a small water beach.
Xie Zhifeng didn't let go of the broken porcelain, but he held it harder.
"My Lord, are you hurt?" Cui'e came in with a cry of surprise, and even the basin she was carrying was thrown aside.
She ran directly to Xie Zhifeng and grabbed his hand to check.