Chapter 949

Wu Xuewei closed her bath towel tightly and wrapped herself tightly. Then she struggled to sit up. Feng churui couldn't help wondering if there would be bleeding.

"I'm fine. You go out." She said, don't look at him.

Feng churui raises his hand to lift away the wet hair stuck to her face. Where has he never seen her? I've done it all, and I'm afraid to see it?

However, looking at her shame and anger, he really didn't dare to say these words. Once he said it, she could jump up and show him.

"Stand up and let me see." He reached out to help her.

"I can do it myself." She stubbornly stood up and straightened up. Her ankle hurt and almost tilted. Fortunately, he reached out to hold her in time to prevent her from falling.

Feng churui's face was a little heavy. He picked her up horizontally and went out of the bathroom. He put her on the sofa. "Sit still."

Leaving his words, he went out to get the medicine box. Wu Xuewei bit her lips and looked at her ankles. Soon, he came in with the medicine box, squatted in front of her, poured out the falling medicine wine, covered the heat in her palm, and rubbed it on her ankles. Her strength was very heavy. The pain made her frown: "take it easy, I hurt!"

"You can't rub it in without heavy efficacy."

He continued to work hard on his hand. Wu Xuewei sniffed, grabbed the fingertip of the pillow and buckled it in: "but I really hurt!"

Feng churui raised his eyes coldly. "You deserve it. The doctor told you not to touch the water. What were you doing just now? Does this wound want to leave an ugly scar?"

His tone increased unconsciously. He dared to take a bath when he thought that her injury was not good. Then he thought that she dared to touch the water, and there was an invisible fire burning in his heart.

Wu Xuewei knew she was wrong and simply shut up. However, in Feng churui's view, her silence was a silent protest.

"Speak!" The tone increased, and the strength of the hand increased at the same time.

"Ah!" Wu Xuewei almost burst into tears in pain. "Don't you help me get it, will you?"

He pulled back his feet and limped back to the bed. Feng churui grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, pressed her onto the sofa and sat down.

For her, he really exhausted all kinds of methods!

Not gentle, she ignored, not forced, she will rebound more severely. Now she is just worried that if her tone is a little heavier, she will quit.

Really, I can't help her at all.

"Stop it and sit down." He poured some more Dieda medicinal wine and wiped her feet: "if you don't rub in the medicinal wine, your feet will swell like a pig's hoof tomorrow."

"Who let you hurt me." He's not fierce. Will she make trouble.

"Well, I shouldn't hurt you." As soon as the conversation changed, he said seriously, "the doctor said you can't touch water. Don't take a bath until your wound scabs. Tonight is an exception. This is only one time. It won't be another case. You know?"

Speaking of this, Wu Xuewei was angry, stretched out her arm and came up to him. She muttered discontentedly, "don't take a bath, don't take a bath, can you not take a bath? Smell it, it's going to stink!"

Feng churui smelled it carefully, "it's not smelly, it's fragrant."

"You lied..."

"Don't believe yourself." Holding her arm and twisting her backhand in front of her, Wu Xuewei took back her hand and whispered, "even if it doesn't smell, it's also the credit of my bath just now."

After wiping the medicine wine, Feng churui packed the medicine box, stood up and said to her, "if you really feel uncomfortable, you can wipe your body, and you can't take a bath."

Wu Xuewei ignored him, limped to the bed, climbed up, pulled up the quilt to cover herself, and closed her eyes when he didn't exist.

Feng churui put away the medicine box, returned to the bedroom, went into the bathroom and twisted out a wet towel. He couldn't help but lift her quilt and looked down at her as frightened as a little rabbit: "untie the bath towel and I'll wipe you."