Chapter 239

Song Rong nodded and said, "let's have a rest here first. I don't think those people can catch up."

It is really rare to find such a place to rest when you are in trouble in the wilderness.

Song Rong first wiped the dusty wooden bed with his smock tied with shoes, and then helped Chu Yun to sit down here. Then she said, "I just saw some hay in the yard. I'll take it in and put it on the wooden board. I won't feel cold sitting on it."

With that, Song Rong went out, but Chu Yunqing grabbed Song Rong's hand.

Song Rong was slightly stunned and asked, "what are you doing?"

Chu Yunqing didn't open his mouth to explain, but directly unfolded Song Rong's hand. He saw that Song Rong's palm was broken in many places, and there was blood seeping out. He must have hurt it when pulling the reins.

If Chu Yunqing didn't do this, Song Rong forgot to hurt, but now Song Rong saw it. Song Rong immediately grinned and said, "it hurts!"

Chu Yun whispered, "I thought you didn't know it hurt."

"Nonsense, where can anyone not know the pain?" Song Rong frowned and looked at her palm. It's not summer in the wilderness, and she can't find any herbs... Won't her hand scar?

Song Rong doesn't want her hand to be scarred... It doesn't matter if she comes by herself, but as long as she thinks that Song Hui may be proud of it, her heart is blocked.

Song Hui is compared with her in everything!

Chu Yunqing took out a package of things from his arms and opened it to see that there were bottles of things in it.

Song Rong knew that Chu Yun didn't take anything to eat, but medicine.

Chu Yunqing took out a medicine box and a large jade bottle from Lin, and carefully took out a soft handkerchief to help Song Rong clean up the stolen goods and blood on her hand, and then poured out something from the jade bottle that looked like water, but had a strong smell of medicine and wine

Song Rong thinks it should be medicinal wine. It's just that the medicinal wine of others nearby is not so clear and transparent.

"Hiss!" the liquid reached Song Rong's hand. Song Rong couldn't help hissing, so he had to retract his hand.

Chu Yun threw his cold hand, but grabbed Song Rong's wrist and said to Song Rong in a warm voice: "don't be afraid. Just bear it. There's no clean water for you to wash your hands. You can only use this. It won't fester and scar after washing."

Hearing this, Song Rong had to bite her teeth and bear it, but her body was fragile after all. She couldn't help crying for a while.

This feeling... It hurts more than the last time she was cut!

The skin and meat had a burning feeling, which made her unbearable.

Song Rong doesn't know at the moment. The thing in the jade pendant Chu Yun used is medicine dew. I'm afraid the small bottle will cost 1000 liang of silver... This thing is very precious. If Song Rong bought it himself, Song Rong wouldn't buy such an expensive thing!

And even if I bought it, I would never wash my hands with this thing!

With her hands like this, she spent 1000 liang of silver. If Song Rong knew it, it was estimated that the degree of pain in her heart was more serious than the injury on her hand.

In this way, Song Rong's hands were clean. Chu Yunqing picked up the medicine box, picked out some glittering white paste and painted it on Song Rong's hands. This time, it was cold and cool, which made Song Rong forget the pain just now.

There are some clean cotton cloth on these bottles and cans. It seems that they have been prepared for a long time.

Chu Yun dumped this guy. Do you know you'll get hurt?

Song Rong shook her head when she thought of this. She had hurt her hand but not her head. She was thinking about something... I'm afraid Master Chu was worried about what happened to Chu Yunqing on the road, so she took these things to Chu Yun.

After a while, Song Rong's hands were wrapped.

Chu Yunqing's skill is superb. He wraps up Song Rong's palm, but it just makes Song Rong's hand too bloated.

Chu Yun tilted his mouth and said, "I'm too worried. I just hurt the skin and meat. As long as I'm careful, I'll be well soon."

Speaking of this, Chu Yunqing wrapped a layer of cotton cloth around Song Rong's hand and said, "I'm a little hard sitting. Go out and bring in some hay. Before you bring in the hay, you'd better spread the hay on the ground and have a careful look. Don't wrap it in insects."

Song Rong looked at Chu Yunqing suspiciously. Chu Yunqing would take the initiative to call himself? This doesn't seem to match Chu Yunqing's temperament.

However, Song Rong still felt that what Chu Yunqing said was reasonable, so she went to the yard, but after opening a bundle of hay, Song Rong suddenly felt that her clothes were bulging and a little uncomfortable, but the package of cakes was a little in the way.

She didn't care about this when she just ran for her life, but she still had to put it in her arms. It was inconvenient. Second, it seemed that she was afraid of Chu Yun, so she always took it close to her body!

Song Rong had to turn into the house and planned to put her things in.

As soon as Song Rong came in, he saw Chu Yun's slight movement and put down the clothes, as if to block something!

Song Rong glanced at Chu Yun's shoe, which had been taken off. She was a little suspicious in her eyes. She went over, put down the cake and said, "if you're hungry, eat some!"

Chu Yunqing didn't dare to look directly at Song Rong. He seemed a little nervous. He just whispered, "I know."

Song Rong took a deep look at Chu Yun's inclination, and then, with a quick thunder, she directly tore away Chu Yun's clothes. She saw a sock hidden below, stained with blood!

Song Rong's face was cold and looked directly at Chu Yunqing.

Chu Yun thought that for the first time in his life, he knew what a guilty heart is. He didn't dare to see Song Rong

It was him who obviously hurt his feet, but when he saw Song Rong like this, he was very upset.

Song Rong squatted down and reached for Chu Yun's feet.

Chu Yunqing quickly hid: "song... Miss Song... I'm afraid so..."

"I'm afraid it's bad. I must see what you can do today!" Song Rong said, seizing Chu Yun's ankle.

She couldn't help lifting Chu Yun's leaning foot. She saw a round wound on the center of the foot, bleeding out.

Seeing that his injury had been found, Chu Yun gave up resistance and let Song Rong pull her to him and put his feet on the wooden bed.

Song Rong looked at Chu Yunqing with a cold face and didn't move her eyes for a long time.