Chapter 90: The General's Platycodon Flower 6
Qing Tian's fair little fingers poked at his clothes. Uh... ⊙⊙! Looking at the fresh blood on her fingertips, she hesitated.
Better take them off. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to apply the medicine properly!
She tugged at his intricately patterned belt with all her strength. But Qing Tian, now exhausted, struggled for a long time without making any progress. Frustrated, she stood up and started rummaging around the room for something useful.
Aha! She found it!
From a drawer, she pulled out a pair of scissors.
If she couldn't untie it, she'd just cut it open!
Gripping the belt in one hand and the scissors in the other, she bent her head down and focused intently, looking as if she were engaged in some great undertaking.
Snip!
The belt was cut.
Carefully placing it aside, she continued her unfinished business.
The only sound in the room was the snip snip snip of fabric being cut apart! She managed to remove his upper garments, but the cloth stuck to his back wouldn't come off no matter how hard she pulled.
Ugh—finally! She yanked it off!
However, when she looked at the piece of cloth in her hand, her eyes widened. It had bits of flesh stuck to it!
...This man's back wounds were much worse than she had thought!
Should she just heal him instantly? But if he woke up and saw that, would he think she was some kind of demon and try to kill her?
Ugh! Just imagining that scenario... No, better not risk it. She was just a weak little woman, and there was no way she could outrun or overpower him!
She'd have to use the same method she did in the village—apply medicine first, then use her healing ability gradually over a week!
After cutting away the fabric, Qing Tian's delicate hands were already stained with blood. Now, she struggled to push him over, trying to turn him onto his back.
But if she couldn't even untie a belt, how could she possibly move him?
Her soft little face turned slightly red from exertion.
"Ahhh...!" Qing Tian let out a deep sigh.
She really had no strength left!
"System, why don't you grab another Strength Talisman for me?"
The System shook its head. "I already checked when you started pushing him. That ten-minute Strength Talisman you used before was a limited-time deal. The event ended, and now it's back to full price. (>_<)"
"Ugh... Fine." She was a bit disappointed. She'd just have to treat the front for now and worry about the back later when he woke up.
The man lying shirtless on the floor was covered in scars. His muscular torso was almost entirely coated in dark red blood clots, with only a few clean spots revealing his original skin tone. He was absolutely filthy... which meant she had more work to do.
Qing Tian fetched a fresh basin of water and started cleaning his wounds. This took even longer than before.
Outside, the sky was filled with stars, the occasional croaking of frogs and chirping of insects adding to the night's quiet atmosphere.
Inside, a graceful young woman was carefully brewing medicine.
When the color of the medicine looked just right, Qing Tian scooped some into a small bowl. Stirring it with a spoon, she pursed her rosy lips and blew on it gently, trying to cool it down.
Once it was at a suitable temperature, she dipped her fingers in and carefully applied it to his wounds.
Her movements were so slow and careful that, by the time the System had finished browsing the marketplace, her small hand was still lingering on his chest muscles!
The System: "........." It had seen everything.
Feeling the System's gaze, Qing Tian quickly pretended nothing had happened and moved on to apply medicine to other areas.
After a while, she yawned. Her earlier thoughts were instantly wiped away by sleepiness, so she sped up her work.
Later, she returned with a pink blanket, but now she was stuck—his upper body was green from the medicine, while his lower half was bright red from blood... Uh.........!
Taking a deep breath, she shut her eyes tight, steeled herself, and—whoosh!—tossed the entire blanket over him, covering even his head!
At that moment, Qing Tian decided she was done dealing with this.
With a defeated sigh, she dragged herself to her own nearly-bare bed and collapsed.
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"Chop chop chop chop!"
The sound of vegetables being cut echoed through the wooden house.
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Chapter 91: The General's Platycodon Flower 7
The system stared at the man whose face had now been fully restored—wasn't this the same guy who had stepped on the host that day?!
No way, I have to tell her immediately!
"Um... I have something very important to tell you~!" The system wrung its little hands nervously.
Qing Tian continued chopping vegetables and asked casually, "What is it?"
The system spoke in a tiny voice, "The man we rescued yesterday is the one who stepped on you that day!"
"What?!"
With a loud thud, Qing Tian stabbed the knife straight into the cutting board.
And to think I was so nice to him yesterday! Now that I think about it, it was a complete waste of effort! Heaven truly has eyes—it actually sent him right into my hands. Well then, I won't be polite!
She washed her hands and decided not to cook anymore. She didn't need to eat anyway—she had been making this food for him. But now, that was no longer necessary!
Storming into the room, she was about to give him a piece of her mind when she suddenly saw the man lying on the floor—his features now perfectly visible, almost dazzlingly so!
This... this is too handsome. Staring at his face, she found herself hesitating. She pinched her own cheek, trying to keep herself from swooning.
Seeing her like this, the system coughed, "Ahem! Have you forgotten the pain from that day?"
"I haven't!" she said, "It's just... he's too good-looking. I can't bring myself to do it."
The system picked its nose. "I remember you weren't this much of a fangirl before?"
"Maybe it's because of this body's personality. Plus, I do have a tiny, tiny bit of a thing for good-looking people!" She held up two little fingers, barely an inch apart.
The system thought about it and figured that made sense.
Neither of them noticed that the man on the floor had already woken up.
Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, struggling to adjust to the sudden brightness. He raised a large hand to shield them.
His gaze landed on the young woman in front of him, dressed in a purple pleated skirt. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, accentuating her snowy-white skin. Was she the one who saved me?
The system, still deep in conversation with Qing Tian, suddenly realized he was awake and nearly jumped out of excitement.
"Host! He's awake!"
Qing Tian looked down—he really was awake! But she wasn't ready to face him yet!
She forced a stiff smile. "You... you're awake."
"Mm. Thank you for saving me." His voice was cold.
She replied just as coolly, "No need."
An awkward silence filled the air—at least, that's how Qing Tian felt.
Chen Feng quietly observed the breathtaking young woman before him. For some reason, looking at her made his heart feel at ease. Perhaps it was because she had saved him? His deep, dark eyes watched her closely.
A light breeze drifted in from outside, lifting a few strands of her hair. The warm sunlight illuminated her delicate face, making it appear even fairer. Her cherry-red lips were pursed as she bit down lightly on her lower lip, which had been moistened by nervousness. Seeing her like this, Chen Feng felt his throat go dry. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
"Miss, could I have a cup of water?" Chen Feng tried to soften his voice, but having never spoken gently to anyone before, the effort made him sound a little awkward.
Since he was finally speaking, Qing Tian felt the awkward tension ease a little.
"Alright, wait here!" She quickly dashed into the kitchen.
Watching her flustered reaction, the system felt utterly helpless. This is like a eunuch worrying about an impatient emperor!
It reminded her again, "Host, he's the one who stepped on you that day!"
"Mm, I know! Don't worry, I'll get my revenge," Qing Tian reassured the system.
Hearing this, the system finally relaxed. It had been afraid she'd get so lovestruck that she'd forget all about payback.
With the water in hand, Qing Tian hurried back to the room. Hearing her approaching footsteps, Chen Feng tried to sit up, but Qing Tian immediately stopped him.
"Don't move! You'll pull at your wounds! Then all the medicine I applied earlier will have been wasted!"
"Sorry for troubling you," he said, his deep black eyes carrying a trace of apology.
Qing Tian suddenly remembered her promise to the system in the kitchen. She immediately adjusted her attitude—her large, watery eyes stared at him fiercely as she puffed out her cheeks, trying to look as intimidating as possible.
"Hmph! At least you know that much!" she huffed.
Watching this sudden change in her demeanor, Chen Feng found her utterly adorable. From the moment he had woken up, he had been assessing his surroundings. Judging by the furniture and supplies, it was clear that she lived here alone.
A girl this small, dragging him all the way back... she must have gone through a lot of trouble. No wonder she was upset. She had every right to be.
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Chapter 92: The General's Platycodon Flower 8
"Sorry!" he said once again.
Hearing him apologize like that, Qing Tian felt that perhaps she had been too harsh with him.
"Shut up—now is not the time to speak, it might disturb your wound!" In truth, speaking wouldn't affect the wound at all, but fearing that he might utter further apologies, she had to make up an excuse.
Despite her harsh words, the man on the ground still wore a smile. His face softened whenever he looked at Qing Tian, making it difficult for him to maintain any stern expression.
Squatting beside him, she slowly fed him water with a small spoon. Occasionally, a few drops trickled from his thin lips onto the wound on his shoulder. With his blindfold already washed away, Qing Tian could only use her one white cloth to wipe the water off his treated wound. Her little eyes filled with sympathy, welling up with tears.
Chen Feng watched the tearful woman before him, pained by the sight of her kind-hearted concern for his injury. He silently vowed that once he recovered, he would repay her kindness.
"Miss, I am Chen Feng. May I have the honor of knowing your name?"
Qing Tian replied in a fierce tone, "Didn't I say you aren't to speak?"
"I merely wish to know your name so that I might repay your kindness in the future!"
"My name is Qing Tian! There's no need for repayment—I saved you willingly. Now, you must not speak! Just lie down and rest. I'm off to brew medicine!" With that, Qing Tian rose quickly and left.
She jogged to the small kitchen and, leaning against the wall, let out a heavy sigh. She was truly exasperated—this was her first time pretending to be fierce, and it was far more difficult than she expected! Better to finish her revenge and send him away.
Revenge, Part One: Starve him. That she had already accomplished. Now, for Revenge, Part Two: make him suffer unbearably! Following the medicinal formula provided by the System, Qing Tian slowly added the required herbs into the medicine jar. She couldn't help but be grateful that she had gathered enough herbs the previous day!
After a while, the medicine was finally ready. She picked up the jar and slowly poured its contents into a bowl.
Returning to the room, she looked at the man lying on the ground and recalled how much pain she had felt that day—any thought of letting him go was instantly discarded. With stiff steps, she walked over and, still in a fierce tone, said, "You may sit up now!"
The man obediently followed her instructions. Using his strong arms for support on either side, he slowly sat up.
His back was covered in numerous pitted wounds—some so deep that bone was visible, others had been aggravated by his actions yesterday, with bits of stone embedded in them. Observing this, Qing Tian's head began to ache, and she found it even harder to proceed. Her small hand clutched the bowl tightly.
Just when Qing Tian was about to give up, he, enduring the pain, slightly turned his body. Aware of how terrible his wounds were, he thought that if she hesitated too long, she might end up crying again.
With a large hand, he directly took the medicine from her and, after applying some to his hand, struggled to spread it over his back. Waves of sudden, intense pain caused his breathing to grow even more labored, yet his hand continued applying the medicine.
Seeing him in such agony, Qing Tian felt deep guilt. She hadn't realized his back wound was so severe and regretted her earlier thoughts of vengeance.
"I'm sorry!" she whispered.
Despite enduring the searing pain, Chen Feng heard her and, his hoarse voice trembling slightly, replied, "This isn't your concern! You don't need to apologize!"
Qing Tian knew he had misunderstood her intent, but she offered no further explanation. Instead, her fair little hand swiftly snatched the medicine back from his grasp when she saw him trying to take it again.
In a soft yet firm tone, she insisted, "Don't move! I'll apply the medicine—I won't let you do it yourself!" Yet, to his ears, her words still sounded somewhat sweet.
Under the warm sunlight, a man endured his pain with a calm face, eyes lowered and closed, while the woman behind him continued to apply the medicine slowly. Watching this scene, the System couldn't help but feel a tinge of displeasure, though it couldn't quite put its finger on why.
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Chapter 93 The General's Platycodon Flower 9
Her tender, pale little fingers tapped his back!
Chen Feng felt a slightly cool yet soft touch on his back, and in a low voice he said, "Miss, is there something the matter?"
"Nothing! I'm just reminding you to sit still and not move!"
No sooner had she spoken than Qing Tian got up and jogged off to retrieve the blindfold!
Chen Feng saw the black cloth in her hand and was somewhat puzzled as to what it was for.
And Qing Tian had changed her earlier attitude; now that her great revenge had been achieved, there was no need to be so harsh with him!
She resumed her former gentle tone, "Young master, after the medicine is applied, you need to cover your eyes! That will help you heal faster!"
"Mm." Although it felt a bit strange, he was willing to believe her.
The man nodded slightly. Under his dark eyelashes, his deep eyes slowly closed, and at that moment he felt a slightly cool little hand brush against his brow. He remained perfectly still, as if afraid of startling her!
She intended to help him lie down, but he refused.
His rough, large hand stopped her as he said, "I'll manage," slowly lying down with his hands propping himself on the ground.
After a while, Chen Feng felt that the pain on his back was slowly disappearing, replaced by a slight tingling sensation; having endured injuries for so many years, he knew this was a sign that the wound was healing!
It seems that this woman's medical skills are truly effective. From the moment she applied the medicine until now, after a bout of intense pain, his wound had already begun to gradually mend!
After finishing the treatment, Qing Tian turned around and went to cook for him. She felt somewhat bad about letting him go hungry like this! He had broken her leg, and she had inflicted on him a pain even greater than that of a broken leg. Now that her revenge had been exacted, for the next few days she would treat him as just an ordinary patient.
With that matter settled in her heart, Qing Tian's mood gradually brightened, and she hummed a cheerful little tune in the small kitchen.
However, since the kitchen was not far from the room, her sweet voice naturally reached his ears!
That sweet voice, as soft and delightful as she was, made him want to protect her. Once his wounds healed, he resolved to send someone to bring her to live in the capital! Although he generally did not care much for women, if it were her, he felt he could make an exception. Besides, she was living alone in these desolate mountains and wild lands, which was far from safe! He suspected that enemy raids might not be far away either! With that thought, Chen Feng became even more determined to bring her to the capital.
Just as he was pondering this, Qing Tian came in with the prepared meal!
"Young master, you may sit up now! I've finished cooking, so please eat while it's hot!"
He replied coolly, "Thank you for the trouble!" and then immediately stood up. His tall frame walked over directly, took the bowl of food from her hand, and set it on a nearby table.
"Miss, could you bring me my clothes?"
Uh—at his question, Qing Tian suddenly recalled that she had earlier cut his clothes into pieces and thrown them away!
Her small face turned red with embarrassment, and she spoke haltingly, "Um... young master... that day, I just couldn't take off your clothes, so in order to apply the medicine, I ended up cutting them off!" She then lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and was awaiting punishment, with one of her small hands continuously picking at her other thumb.
Seeing her in such a cute manner, Chen Feng had no intention of blaming her.
In an even tone he comforted her, "It's alright! Had it not been for you saving me, I might have already died! It's just one piece of clothing—there's no need for you to feel guilty!"
"But I also haven't been able to get you new clothes," she added, her small eyes bashfully glancing at him. Yet when she saw that his face bore no trace of blame, remaining as calm and cold as before...
"No matter! It's just that me being this bare might put you in an awkward position, Miss!"
In truth, even without clothes, Chen Feng wouldn't have minded—after all, in the military it's quite normal for a man to be bare-chested, and even if he walked back like this, he wouldn't be troubled by it. But for a man like him, being seen like this in your home would surely invite a lot of idle chatter! It wouldn't bode well for your reputation!
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Chapter 94: The General's Platycodon Flower 10
"Don't make things difficult—hurry up and eat!"
When night fell, looking at the male lead lying on the floor beside the bed—yesterday, when he was in a stupor, he hadn't seemed to feel much; but now that he was awake—oh! The whole solitary man and woman situation! She felt rather embarrassed.
Moreover, today she had only used a bit of healing magic on him, yet he managed to stand up while enduring the pain; truly impressive.
But since he was able to stand and move about, perhaps she should send him away tomorrow. Saving him had already cost her several days.
Now she still had to share a room and sleep with him while he was awake—she regretted it! If only she had put him in the kitchen from the start! Qing Tian thought
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