Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 636: Chapter 504: She Bandages His Wounds

Inside the tent, a brief silence fell between the two.

Ye Lingyue didn’t respond immediately, and Wu Zhong didn’t press her further, his temper lately being uncharacteristically pleasant.

Ye Lingyue herself couldn’t understand why she’d suddenly run into such a streak of romantic fortune.

Xiahou Qi, Feng Xun, and now Wu Zhong, one after another, had professed their love for her as if they’d arranged it beforehand.

Xiahou Qi was easy enough to deal with; she only saw him as a friend, and rejected him without any hesitation or lingering sentiment.

But Feng Xun and Wu Zhong were different cases entirely, and even Ye Lingyue, as slow to notice as she could be, was aware of that.

Feng Xun’s confession was warm and gentle, much like himself. She didn’t know when it started, but he had taken up a place in her heart, sending her emotions fluttering like a startled fawn.

After Feng Xun, Ye Lingyue was like the warm sun of winter, and he had never pressed her either, giving her months to consider.

Wu Zhong, on the other hand, was like the first light of dawn in the night of Liao Ji’s solitude, always appearing out of nowhere when danger was most imminent.

His straightforward confession accelerated her heartbeat, while also making her feel an amused despair.

This man, so overbearing, no wonder nobody wants him!

Ye Lingyue knew that, after the events of the previous evening, Wu Zhong’s place in her heart had grown slightly heavier.

For a time, Ye Lingyue didn’t know how to respond.

If her face hadn’t been so darkly stained, it would surely be flushed with redness now.

At this moment, Wu Zhong hissed in pain; the bandage on his back began to show a spreading red stain.

In stopping Long Baobao, he had aggravated his wound.

”Why are you just standing there like a wooden post? Come and help me bandage this up,” Wu Zhong snapped, with a swiftness that belied the state of his injury as he tossed the nearby medicine chest to Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue rolled her eyes. Who’s the one who got it bandaged only to then go move around so much? Serves him right for suffering like this.

Seeing Ye Lingyue reluctantly dragging herself over with the medicine chest, the corners of Wu Zhong’s mouth uncontrollably lifted into a smile.

Ye Lingyue unwrapped Wu Zhong’s bandage from his back to reveal a festering wound, oozing blood and looking rather scary.

If it hadn’t been Wu Zhong blocking the self-destruction explosion of a Reincarnation Fourth Path martial artist, anyone else would likely have been blown to shattered bones.

Upon seeing the wound, Ye Lingyue felt a pang of remorse. She used some clean water to clean Wu Zhong’s wound, then ground some Elixir Pills into powder to sprinkle on it. Only then did she wrap it with a fresh bandage.

Wu Zhong had a strong body, and Ye Lingyue had to strain to wrap him with the bandage starting from his back and then encircling it to his chest.

Consequently, he had to take off his clothes, baring his upper body.

Wu Zhong didn’t show the slightest bit of shyness as he peeled off his top.

Despite the injury, Wu Zhong’s physique was still outstanding. His skin, like amber condensed, though not as pale and smooth as a woman’s, felt cool and clear to the touch.

Two sexy, slender collarbones led to broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, and a muscular abdomen with well-defined six-pack abs, bold and unapologetic.

If there truly was something to lament, it was his face.

Even before, when Wu Zhong wore his golden mask, Ye Lingyue had wondered what he would look like once the mask was removed.

She had thought that it would be someone like Yan Jiu, but unexpectedly, it was a face with scars.

Having been around ”Emperor” for a while now, Ye Lingyue no longer found his scarred face ugly; however, compared to Wu Zhong’s proud and distinctive eyes, his appearance plainly mismatched his gaze.

Ye Lingyue began to wonder whether this face was Wu Zhong’s true appearance.

But after another thought, that seemed incorrect. On the mainland, it was rumored that Ghost Emperor Wu Chong’s true face was not easily shown to others, and those who had seen his true face, with the exception of a few close ones like Yan Jiu, all met with only one path: death. Not to mention revealing his true face in Mercenary City.

So, was this face still a false one?

Ye Lingyue’s gaze unwittingly shifted towards Wu Zhong’s face.

At the moment, she was bandaging wounds, and from her angle, she could see Wu Zhong’s upright chin and the sides of his ears. His chin, the side of his ear, bore no traces of disguise?

”Focus, stop thinking about all those messy thoughts.” Wu Zhong spoke with annoyance, startling Ye Lingyue so much that she almost couldn’t hold on to the bandage, and her face inadvertently bumped against Wu Zhong’s chest. To make matters worse, her lips landed right on the crimson scar on the left side of Wu Zhong’s face.

The soft lips of the young girl had touched his sensitive spot.

Wu Zhong’s body suddenly tensed up.

Just now, when Ye Lingyue was wiping the wound on his back, the brush of her smooth hands already made him feel uncomfortably tense.

It had taken a lot of effort to control himself, yet here was Ye Lingyue’s accidental gesture, and Wu Zhong felt a strong change happening in a certain part below. He grunted and pushed Ye Lingyue away, grabbing a piece of clothing in a mess to cover that conspicuously altered area.

Ye Lingyue too was at a loss. She tried to act as if nothing had happened and continue with the bandaging, but was stopped by Wu Zhong’s hoarse and loud voice.

”Clumsy, can’t even wrap a wound properly. Call Yan Jiu over to do it for me.”

Ye Lingyue felt relieved, like she’d escaped a calamity, and hurried out of the tent.

After a while, a completely perplexed Yan Jiu walked in, still slightly annoyed.

He had caught Lan Cai’er at great pains, prepared to tease her a bit, but was called away by Ye Lingyue.

He, the Yan City Lord, couldn’t possibly be just someone responsible for dressing wounds, could he?

But upon entering the tent and seeing Wu Zhong’s disheveled appearance, and the part under his garments that couldn’t be concealed, Yan Jiu couldn’t help but laugh rudely, feeling instantly that it had been worth the trip.

”Yan Jiu, if you laugh one more time, believe it or not, I’ll make you impotent for the rest of your life.”

Wu Zhong glared fiercely at Yan Jiu, who managed to suppress his laughter, his shoulders quivering as he stepped forward to finish bandaging Wu Zhong’s wound.

Wu Zhong drank a few large cups of cold water, and the heat inside his body gradually subsided.

”Has the aftermath of Xue Long been dealt with yet?”

”I’ve already sent people to handle it. That boy Xue Long is the head of ’Blood Castle’, ranked eighteenth among the mainland assassins. But I’ve already sent Xiao Shi to take care of ’Blood Castle’, not a single survivor will be left. What do you plan to do about Long Sixuan?”

Xue Long was dead, and the fact that he had caused Wu Zhong, who hadn’t been injured for years, to sustain an injury, was already enough to erase ”Blood Castle” from the mainland.

As for Long Sixuan as the mastermind behind this incident, he naturally couldn’t escape either.

”There must be other forces hiding behind Long Sixuan. Before we clear things up, let’s follow the plan Ling Yue proposed earlier. As for other matters, let’s not interfere,” Wu Zhong said indifferently.

”As you command, then I’ll be preparing to return to Mercenary City tomorrow,” Yan Jiu whistled and strode out of the tent.