The bandages that were taken off were stained with some dirty blood. Even though the herbs were expensive and very effective, they could not make her recover completely in a very short period of time.

The originally fair and clean skin was now marked with some irregular and ugly scars, as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid. The unhealed skin revealed a melancholy red color of the muscle tissue, and the overall look was like a beautiful jade with flaws.

There are wounds on the plump thighs, there are wounds on the slender waist, as well as on the arms and shoulders. Almost half of the skin has problems. Not to mention the apostle's poison, this area alone is usually enough to cause fatal infection.

The pain of tearing was unavoidable during the process of untying the bandage. Paris bit her lip tightly, sweating from the pain on her forehead without making a sound. She could not be embarrassed.

The shy feeling of being looked at that I was more concerned about just now is no longer in my mind at all. Pain can divert people's attention.

Ye Lin tried his best to be as gentle as possible, and carefully sprinkled the powder on the wound. A ray of coolness passed through it, the pain subsided slightly, and Paris's pale face also relaxed a little.

Ye Lin bandaged it carefully and asked casually: "Do you regret it?"

"No...no regrets."

Paris was like an immobile doll, placed in a semi-lying position leaning on the head of the bed, with her legs still tucked under the thin quilt.

It is a pity that beautiful jade has flaws. Even though justice is full and round, and the stunning red cherry blossoms bloom on the top of the snow-capped mountains, he did not pay too much attention to it and still bandaged the wound carefully.

"You still have a tattoo."

His fingertips gently poked Paris's soft right arm, which was tattooed with some kind of art form, a flower with unique petals, maybe an abstract sun pattern, a gray and black flower.

"Well, when I wore short-sleeved shirts in the summer, I always felt uncomfortable with my bare arms, so I got some tattoos on them. At that time, Gal also recommended me to get a snake pattern, but I refused."

"That's right. The spooky and venomous snake will destroy your natural beauty and temperament. Now this one is quite beautiful."

It seemed like it was just a casual question, and Ye Lin didn't nag her too much. Paris was a child who grew up in a slum, and she didn't have any bad habits. Just getting a tattoo was nothing.

It took nearly an hour to replace the bandage on the upper body alone. Compared to the last time when she was wrapped like a rice dumpling, this time her palms and forearms, which were not serious, no longer needed to be wrapped.

Although the weather was not too hot and the room was cool and breathable, because of Paris' physical difficulty, he was still so busy that some sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Mom, cough~" It seemed that she finally felt that the rude tone was inappropriate. Paris coughed dryly and blushed slightly: "Why don't you take a rest first?"

Originally, she wanted to complain about herself. She had never been taken care of by anyone. If she felt a little uncomfortable, she swallowed it when she saw his state. The powerful Princess Xiushuigou did not need to deliberately arouse sympathy.

Because she is miserable enough now.

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

"It's better to take a rest, my forehead is sweating."

"It's okay, you can endure the pain."

silence……

A black line appeared on Paris's forehead, and she couldn't help but glare at him, and said helplessly: "Since you are not tired, can you please give me the things back?"

In his hand, he held a protective cover the size of a rice bowl. The style was traditional black. It was a cover for justice. When it was slowly covered, it looked like dark clouds covering the snow-capped mountains, suppressing the red cherry blossoms.

"Well, this needs to be replaced too!"

Without waiting for her to react, he quickly took it back and took out a brand new lace pair. However, I don't know whether it was a visual error or his intention. The cup size was smaller, and when it was tied up, it created a stunning depth.

After re-binding the heavy fat, Ye Lin sighed lowly, full of reluctance. Although it was not as fruitful as Hiat's, it was still round and flawless enough.

"I'll change your medicine about twice and you'll be able to move freely, but don't think about returning to the same condition for a while. Just be more honest."

The sense of shame still remained, Paris grabbed her sports shorts with her hands that could barely move, and finally there was a hint of prayer in her uncandid eyes.

But Ye Lin was so thick-skinned that he seemed not to notice. He opened the quilt to change the bandage on his leg, applied medicated powder and bandaged it again.

A pair of beautiful legs are graceful and round, the calves are delicate and smooth, the thighs are round and have a pair of fat muscles that are also extremely plump, and the skin is as smooth as pearls.

"That injury won't be replaced, right?"

Paris, who has always been stubborn and courageous, is now as weak as a cat, clutching her tight hot pants without letting go. There is also a little scar under the fat on her left side.

"Nonsense! This is the apostle's poison, no carelessness!" Ye Lin scolded, seeming to be dissatisfied with his attitude, and then said calmly: "Besides, I put it on for you, and it's not the first time.

"

Paris twitched the corner of her mouth and gritted her teeth: "Your uncle's..."

Extremely reluctant and helpless, I obediently was helped to turn over, closing my eyes as if resigned to my fate, a ray of coolness slowly greeted my fat body.

Probably because of his taste, when he took off the poisonous clothes and changed into new underwear, he wore blue and white for Paris that was very inconsistent with her mature temperament.

After replacing the last medicine, I didn’t even put up the hot pants.

Ye Lin began to stare at the plump fat under the blue and white, and inadvertently glanced at it, and saw a slight depression in the middle of the front stripe.

After swallowing dryly for a moment, he stretched out his paws tremblingly... snap~!

The sound is clear~

Faced with Paris's beautiful eyes, which were so awe-inspiring, he became even more courageous and licked his plump lips hard.

"You said that when I change the medicine, I have to act consciously, but I have already finished changing the medicine!"

Turning Paris back to the front, he made an excuse for himself, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and seemed quite proud and confident.

Bo was pulled to the shoulder position, and the rare herbs began to take effect. The coolness was refreshing, covering up most of the pain.

Paris herself understood that the medicinal powder he had just ground should be expensive, and it was hundreds of times better than what she usually used.

But she didn't ask how much the price would be. Now her words like "I'll make money to pay you back when I get better" are all empty talk and have no value.

"I'm thirsty."

No matter how awkward I feel, the medicine has been changed, and any sense of shame has been temporarily put behind my mind. Now my throat is dry and my mouth is dry.

A glass of warm water was immediately handed to her, but Paris shook her head slightly and said dissatisfied: "I have been eating and drinking tasteless nutritional solutions these past few days, which is boring. I want to drink soup, salty, spicy or sour."

.”

"Soup? Forget it, I have eaten the food at Remedia Cathedral, and occasionally the food is excellent, but the soup is really not delicious. I fed rice cakes once, and it stewed four soups for me overnight.

.”

I took another cup, and then found a few ripe oranges and freshly squeezed juice from the fruits sent by Paris' brother.

"Open your mouth!"

After slowly being fed a glass of juice, Paris licked her lips with satisfaction, and her face, which was gloomy due to the poisoning, also became somewhat bright.

"The juice tastes so sour." Paris sniffed. She typically gets sick when she's full.

"No way?" Ye Lin took an orange, peeled off a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed: "I think it's quite sweet."

"It's just sour."

"Then I'll get you a cup of green plum juice and see if your sense of taste is reversed."

After chatting with each other for a while, Paris enjoyed the feeling of having someone by her side, but she also knew that Ye Lin probably had something to do, so she slowly closed her eyes: "I want to sleep for a while~"

"Um……"

The decisive reply made Paris sigh a little. Just when she was really ready to take a nap, a pair of hands suddenly held her pretty cheeks, and touched the soft and rosy lips with their thumbs, hugging her eagerly, and

A questioning look.

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With a small fruit basket on his arm, Askar was walking slowly down the aisle of the Great Cathedral. He was still thinking about how to greet Paris and what to start with.

They are not strangers to each other, and Paris even sent her a greeting card during her coming-of-age ceremony, which is a somewhat special friendship.

As long as that stinking ditch princess stops talking rude words, she is actually happy to be close friends with her.

Wearing a simple and elegant white dress, her hair is smooth and black and shiny, and she is wearing two red bird-patterned headdresses. Her pure appearance and temperament are like a new soft white cloud in the sky.

No one knows that this young and pretty girl is the famous King Su Nan!

Aska knocked on the door politely and gently. As the door was opened from the inside, the greeting she had finally prepared fell into disarray in an instant.

"Ye Lin, are you here? Huh?"

Her eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. The guy couldn't hide the panic and embarrassment on his face, and he unconsciously wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

Intuition made her push the door open with her little hand, and she immediately had a clear view of the situation in the ward. Apart from some gifts, there was only Paris, who was half lying down, and no third person.

There was a man and a woman alone, and the door of the ward was locked. Aska saw it with very sharp eyes. He peeked over, curious to see who it was, Paris, with a scarlet look on her cheeks.
Chapter completed!