The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

It's one thing for Su Nanzhi to sleep or not to wake up, she would rather not wake up now.

Jiang Beiyu couldn't understand what she meant.

But he couldn't pry the little girl's mouth open, so he just left it like that.

But the injury still needs to be treated.

Jiang Beiyu asked, "Where is the wound?"

Su Nanzhi replied faintly: "Back and thighs."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Although I guessed it at first, the nurse had to pull up the curtain to take off her clothes when she applied the medicine yesterday, but upon first hearing it, now she is alone in the same room.

Jiang Beiyu didn't think it was appropriate.

After a while, he said, "It's better to heal it first, or you won't be healed until the day you go to the winter camp. It's not good to go into battle with injuries."

Jiang Beiyu's words made sense.

Su Nanzhi snorted, then turned around, facing Jiang Beiyu with her back.

Jiang Beiyu: "?"

Su Nanzhi: "Pick it up yourself to see where the wound is, but I can't see it."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

One thing to say, the little girl really didn't treat him as an outsider.

Jiang Beiyu was in a complicated mood.

The heating in the house is on full blast.

Su Nanzhi was wearing a relatively loose base layer. Jiang Beiyu lifted the hem of her dress a little, only to find that there was a black one underneath.

According to the collar that Su Nanzhi tore off just now, Jiang Beiyu thought it was her bra at first, but now it seems that it is suspenders.

"..."

Su Nanzhi's clothes were brought to her by Qin Luoshu, of course Jiang Beiyu didn't know what she was wearing.

Jiang Beiyu lifted up another layer of fabric, the skin on the back was whiter, and the curve of the back also carried the slender beauty of a girl of this age. Jiang Beiyu felt that he seemed to think of something inappropriate.

Probably when the sling was raised to the middle position, he saw the wound was bandaged.

According to Jiang Beiyu's preliminary understanding of women's knowledge, normally, in this part, you should see a bra. If you don't see it, is it because you didn't wear it?

?

His hands trembled.

But Jiang Beiyu felt that he shouldn't ask the little girl's privacy at this time.

Maternal solo Jiang, didn't even know that there were padded suspenders in this world.

He conscientiously untied the bandaged gauze, gathered a spiritual power in his hand, and gently placed it on the wound.

This icy cold feeling is also very similar to Jiang Yu's technique.

Su Nanzhi didn't want to talk anymore.

The wound on his back healed, Jiang Beiyu looked at Su Nanzhi's thigh, "Can you lift up the trouser legs?"

When Su Nanzhi heard this, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the trouser leg. Originally, the trousers that Qin Luoshu brought her were loose because of the injury on her leg.

The injury on her body was almost healed, Su Nanzhi bent down, and went to roll up the trouser legs by herself.

Going all the way up, almost to the heel of the leg, a snow-white and straight leg was exposed in front of Jiang Beiyu's eyes.

"..."

Because Su Nanzhi was leaning on the sofa, Jiang Beiyu always stood up and bent over when treating her other wounds, but it seemed inconvenient to bend over for the wound on her leg, so Jiang Beiyu knelt on one knee Su Nanzhi stepped forward.

At the same time, he looked up at the little girl's expression.

There is no sense of shyness that ordinary little girls should have.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Not only that, Su Nanzhi looked normal.

Jiang Beiyu then turned his gaze back to the... wound on her leg.

The wound on her leg was the most serious and the most hideous. Jiang Beiyu couldn't even imagine how such a wound was caused.