[Honghuang] Donghuang Daolu is Tongtian's apprentice

Chapter 232 He Mung Bean Soup

Jiao'er trotted all the way back to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, he hurried straight to the bathroom. After he stopped the nosebleed, he still felt that his body temperature was soaring. At a loss, he made the most direct choice, Take a cold shower to cool down.

After a while, Jiao'er's whole body was soaked in cold water, obviously surrounded by cool water, but his heart seemed to be on fire, as long as he thought about the scene just now, he felt that he was getting hotter and hotter. His face was burning hot.

"This is me, what's the matter?" Jiao'er raised her hands and patted her cheek lightly, feeling a little trembling all over her body.Moreover, he also felt that there was an inexplicable feeling coming up.

"I don't know, I'm really sick." At this time, a certain Jiao was not sure what was wrong with him. He put his hand on his heart, and he could feel his heart beating faster, and the more he thought of Geng Chen, the more he jumped. faster.

On the other side, Geng Chen heard that he had a heat stroke, so he rushed to the kitchen, made mung bean soup for him, and took it to his room.

"Jiao'er, are you there?" Geng Chen held the tray in one hand, knocked on the door with the other, and called out. "I made mung bean soup for you to relieve the heat." He explained.

"Yes!" Jiao'er, who was still soaking in the cold water in the room, came back to his senses when he heard the familiar voice of the young man. He quickly agreed, and then got up immediately. After the sound of the water, it was " The sound of dressing.

"Wait, I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon." He answered him loudly while frantically getting dressed.

But in his anxiety, he couldn't tie the belt of his inner coat well, and he was worried that he would be hot after waiting outside for a long time. In the end, he just wrapped it around a few times, closed the belt and took it away. Putting a cloak on her body, she hurried to open the door for him.

"Come in." Jiao'er clutched the hem of her clothes with one hand, opened the door with the other, trying to make herself look okay.

Geng Chen entered the room with his things, Jiao Er then closed the door, followed closely behind, and led Geng Chen into the inner room.

"Are you okay?" Geng Chen put the tray in his hand on the table, Jiao'er raised his hand to signal him to sit down, Geng Chen took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair, Jiao'er sat next to him, Geng Chen looked at him and asked .

"It's okay," he looked at himself like this, Jiao'er felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, and couldn't help reaching out to tighten the strap of the cloak again, and replied concisely.

At this time, Geng Chen saw that he was actually wearing a fluffy snow-white cloak, "Didn't you have heat stroke? You've got heat stroke, and you still wear it so thick? Aren't you hot?" He raised his finger and pointed at the cape on his body. The cloak is incredible.

"I, I," Jiao'er was at a loss for words, he was a little at a loss, subconsciously clutched the strap of the cloak, not knowing how to answer.

"Hey, it's about to take off, it's about to take off." Seeing that he was still getting tighter and tighter, Geng Chen couldn't help but get worried, so he just went straight to grab his cloak. "You already have some heatstroke, and wearing such a thick cloak, isn't it going to add to the heat?"

"No need, I, actually I..." Jiao'er was startled by his sudden action and didn't know what to do.

He wanted to reach out to stop him, but before he could do anything, Geng Chen had already pulled off the cloak on his body. Maybe he was a little too strong, and the belt of his inner coat was not fastened just now. His shirt was ripped off!Most of the left shoulder is exposed!

Now, the room was completely silent.

At this time, because of Geng Chen's action just now, Jiao'er was sitting on his side, his left shoulder was exposed, and the white undershirt was hanging loosely on his arm. He could feel Geng Chen's gaze on his shoulder, and couldn't help but I felt my face getting hot again.

"I said no need, just now I was taking a shower, and I was in a hurry to get dressed, so..." Jiao'er explained, while reaching out to pull up the drooping skirt.

Who would have thought that at this time Geng Chen suddenly leaned forward and pressed his hand down! "Don't move!" He continued to press his hand to prevent him from pulling up his clothes, then stood up, walked to his side, and looked down at the back of his left shoulder.

Geng Chen saw that there were several inch-long, criss-crossed bloodstains on his back, some new and some old, and the width and size of the scars were also different, it seems that they were not done at the same time, or even left by the same enemy of.

"How did this happen? Does it hurt?" Geng Chen grabbed his clothes with his left hand, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger to gently rub the old or fresh blood marks, and couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." His finger landed on his wound, which not only made his back itchy, but even his heart felt like being scratched by a kitten, scratching his heart and liver, wanting to give the kitten Hold it in his arms, rub it well, but he knows that Geng Chen is not a cat, and he can't do this, so he can only take a deep breath and reply casually.

"You're lying again!" Xiaolong curled his lips, not believing it at all. He gently touched his scars, some of which were deep into the bone marrow, and he could see that they were very different from the surrounding skin. "Such a serious injury, How could it not hurt?" He bit his lower lip, feeling sorry for him.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!" Jiao'er tilted her head to look at him, and said sincerely, "Really! Look at me, don't I feel alive and well now?" He patted his chest, indicating that he was absolutely fine.

"Then how did you do it?" Geng Chen asked the important point again.

"It's all in the past," Jiao'er was stunned for a moment, and then replied evasively.

"When I was young, I was in exile with my mother. In order to give birth to me, she lost most of her origin, and her strength was greatly damaged. I was young and my strength was not strong, so I was often abused and bullied. It’s just an injury for an injury, but every time I am injured, my mother will give me medicine.”

"Later I paid homage to my master. He was very strict with me. During training against the enemy, I would inevitably have to kill some wild beasts and evil spirits, and injuries would be unavoidable. I'm already grown up, so it's not easy for my mother to be old. It is for me to apply medicine, anyway, it is not a serious injury, and it will be fine after two days of rest."

Jiao'er casually talked about the origin of these scars, as if they were nothing at all.In fact, only he knows that these injuries represent his unknown sad past, precarious days, and the almost cruel training of his master Kunpeng.

But he was never ashamed of it, because he knew that if he hadn't experienced these things, he wouldn't have grown to where he is now!

However, when Geng Chen accidentally saw his unbearable imprint of the past today, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, 'Will he look down on me? '

Jiao'er felt very uneasy, clenched her small fist with her right hand, and looked at him nervously. "It's too ugly, doesn't it scare you?" He smiled almost self-deprecatingly, and stretched out his hand to pull up his clothes to cover those scars.

"No," Geng Chen shook his head unexpectedly after hearing this, he lowered his head and looked at him, "I just think, you must be in pain." His clear eyes reflected his face , Jiao'er can clearly see all the emotions in his eyes, there is no disgust, no fear, only full of distress.

"It doesn't hurt a long time ago." A smile appeared on Jiao'er's lips, and he slowly shook his head, but his words were like needles pricking Geng Chen's heart.

"Liar!" Xiaolong pursed his lips, gently stroking the old and new scars with his hands, the distress in his eyes couldn't be stopped at all. "So many, such deep wounds, how can they not hurt?"

"I'm used to the pain, so I can't feel the pain anymore." Jiao'er pretended to be relaxed and replied.

He originally wanted to ease the atmosphere, but his words made Geng Chen even more worried.Without further ado, he flipped his right hand, and after a light blue streamer, there was a small oval-shaped white jade box in his hand. After opening the lid, there was a crystal clear ointment inside.

He stretched out his index finger to dip a little transparent ointment, spread it on Jiao'er's wound, rubbed it gently, and said while rubbing, "Fortunately, the medicine I brought this time is for trauma, don't move, let I'll put it on for you, the effect of this medicine is very good, I used it often when I was a child, after applying it, the wound will soon heal, and it won't leave any scars."

"I'm a big man, so it doesn't matter if I have a few scars on my body." Hearing him talking to himself in a serious manner, Jiao'er couldn't help joking. "Isn't there a saying that 'the scars on the body are the medals of a man'?"

"That's what idiots believe!" Xiaolong curled his lips and dismissed his words, "My master said that boys should be refined and take care of themselves, because there are almost no girls who don't love handsome men , and go to like five big and three rough rough guys!"

"But, I think..." Jiao'er twisted her body, tilted her head to look at him, and wanted to say something.

For some reason, a vague scene suddenly flashed in Geng Chen's mind at this time, as if someone else had suffered such a serious injury, and he had also given medicine to the other party in this way.

"Don't move!" Geng Chen saw him twisting and turning, making it difficult for him to apply the medicine. He lowered his head and reminded, "Really, one or two of you, why don't you let me worry! Why are you so uncooperative?" He couldn't help complaining.

"One...two?" Jiao'er paused when he heard this, "Who did you give it to, who used the medicine like this?" He pointed to his exposed shoulders, and asked him, maybe even himself I didn't notice that my tone was sour.

"I give..." Geng Chen blurted out and wanted to spit out a name, but for some reason, he couldn't remember who it was when the words came to his mouth. At this moment, he thought of Yuding, and couldn't help but said, "I'll give it to my junior brother." He has been given medicine, he had some problems with his cultivation before, and he didn’t hurt his chest very much, so I will give him medicine.”

"There's no fuss about it. In the past, the brothers and sisters sparred and occasionally missed. Most of their injuries were dealt with by me and the master." Geng Chen shrugged and replied indifferently.

"So that's the case," Jiao'er felt relieved a little.

"Okay, don't move, don't talk, it will affect my performance." Geng Chen patted his shoulder lightly, leaned down to apply medicine for him, and by the way, leaned over and blew gently.

There was a slight 'huhu' sound coming from his back, and the shallow warm breath was close to his skin, which made Jiao'er's body tremble uncontrollably, but he tried his best to make himself look No problem, try to do as he asks.

Not long after, Geng Chen put the medicine on him and bandaged him up, then pulled up the skirt for him, and carefully tied the belt of his inner jacket, then sat next to him, stretched out his hand to fill a bowl of mung bean soup, and used a spoon He took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth.

"This is the lily and mung bean soup that I specially made for you. It has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, quenching thirst and relieving heat. It is the best drink at this time. I put some sugar in it and added a little ice. You can try it quickly. Doesn't suit your taste?" Geng Chen eagerly brought the spoon to his mouth.

Jiao'er saw his expectant look, so she opened her mouth and drank the spoonful of soup, savored it carefully, and nodded affirmatively after swallowing it, "It tastes sweet, ice-cold, very refreshing. It's to cool off the heat. Your craftsmanship is very good." He praised without hesitation.

"It's fine if you like it," Geng Chen smiled, and fed him another spoonful, "Drink some more."

"Okay," Jiao'er didn't want him to be too tired, and wanted to reach out to take the bowl, but looking at his bright, expectant eyes, the words turned into a single word on the edge of his mouth.

Geng Chen continued to feed a certain Jiao, and the two of them fed each other, and they cooperated quite tacitly.Later, Jiao'er felt that the more he drank the lily and mung bean soup, the sweeter it became. For some reason, he felt that his heart was full of sweetness!