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Chapter 247 Apply medicine for you

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Han Jinqing took it and looked carefully at the candlelight.

Lu Yiming stood aside and said: Master, this is the prescription passed down from my Lu family, and I can't find it outside anymore.

Apply it carefully, there is nothing on the ankle, and the soles of the feet need to be cleaned before healing

Don't use too much each time, a thin layer is enough

This medicine works quickly. If you drink it with the prescription I prescribed, you will have a few days of care.

Master, I will leave you two bottles of this medicine first. It will not only cause foot injuries, but also have the same effect on other bruises in the body.

Lu Yiming was inevitably talking about his secret recipe until he felt two sharp eyes looking at him coldly.

Uh, Master, if nothing else, I will leave first. Lu Yiming said, quickly sorting out the medicine box he carried with him, then took out a dark blue bottle and put it on the table.

He turned around and left and asked again: Your body, Master,

No obstacle Han Jinqing waved his hand, and his expression was impatient

He stepped out of the room without hesitation

Here, Han Jinqing opened the bottle plug, and a cool smell came to his nose. He frowned slightly and sat down at the end of the bed again.

The veil was lifted away, and Gu Qingyin hugged the brocade quilt in front of her, her face turned slightly red, and she was still looking at him with tears in the corners of her eyes

Don't dare to bother the prime minister, just come by yourself. She said, looking at the small bottle in his hand, as if she wanted to reach out to pick it up.

Han Jinqing suddenly grabbed her injured calf, causing her to take a breath, hurt and shocked. What do you want to do?!

Don't move, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, and his hair was scattered on his forehead. He glanced at her and said: Otherwise, I don't promise that I won't hurt you

Han Jinqing pondered slightly and poured the wound medicine into the palm of his palm from the bottle. The milky white color and the slightly cool and sticky touch. He glanced at the slightly red skin on her ankles, paused his palm before slowly returning to it.

A stinging pain suddenly rushed up, and Gu Qingyin's feet couldn't help but twitch.

Han Jinqing paused, and saw that she looked tense, so she lightened her strength and poured some wound medicine on her.

Although he was not born in a noble family, he entered the government and became a high-ranking official. He had never served anyone, let alone the meticulous work of applying medicine. He was inevitably a bit rough. Even if Gu Qingyin cooperated with her, she still hurt her.

Gu Qingyin always held it over, but her breathing became more and more rapid, and she couldn't hide it.

It hurts? He asked, and the panic in his eyes flashed and disappeared

Gu Qingyin didn't answer, just turned her head aside

Han Jinqing's eyes darkened, but she didn't say anything. She spread her palms flat and pressed her ankles a few times.

That's right, when he was injured, those doctors did this

Hiss Gu Qingyin turned her head, her eyes were misty and said: You

Han Jinqing looked at her indifferently, "Isn't Lord Gu very capable? I can't bear the pain at all?"

Gu Qingyin bit her lip and said: I really don’t have to bother the prime minister, the official

Prime Minister, the clear water and gauze that Dr. Lu ordered to prepare. The maid's respectful voice came, temporarily interrupting the conversation between the two.

Bring in

The maid placed the copper basin on a wooden rack and said: Prime Minister, let me clean the wounds for the adults.

Han Jinqing glanced at the copper basin and before she could speak, she listened to Gu Qingyin and said: Then I'll bother you.

The maid seemed a little flattered and hurriedly replied: What are you saying? This is the duty of a maid.

When will she become your master? Han Jinqing said lightly

The maid knelt on the ground and said in panic: Prime Minister, I am not a maid

OK, do your thing, he said lightly

The maid was relieved and stood up carefully, twisted gauze to clean up the wounds on the soles of Gu Qingyin's feet.

The room was very quiet for a while, and only the sound of water caused by rubbing gauze in a copper basin was left.

After cleaning up, the young maid saluted respectfully and stepped back with a copper basin

Han Jinqing just raised her feet and was pulled back by her.

You just have to make trouble with me?! Anger rose in his starry eyes, and he grabbed her feet again, but accidentally touched her injured ankle

Gu Qingyin was so painful that tears came down her eyes and said, "You are satisfied and happy when I see that I am injured and in pain, are you?"

Her emotions finally collapsed after being suppressed for a night

Han Jinqing felt sad and smiled faintly: No matter what I do for you, it will only make you suffer.

As soon as he raised his hand, the dark blue porcelain bottle fell on the brocade mattress