Ye Qiu grasped her collar and slowly began pulling it down.
"W-what are you doing?! Ugh—!"
Zhu Yeqing tried to dodge, but the movement aggravated her injuries, causing sharp pain and involuntary sounds to escape her lips.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
Ye Qiu gave her a strange look.
"That sounded… misleading."
"I—I didn't mean—"
She coughed twice, barely stopping herself from saying something embarrassing.
"You agreed so easily earlier," Ye Qiu said seriously.
"I assumed you understood."
He gestured toward her body.
"Your clothes are filthy and stuck to your wounds. You need to be cleaned before applying medicine, right?"
"C-cleaned?!"
Her voice rose abruptly.
Her expression cycled through confusion, shame, resistance, and anger.
She knew he was right. After crawling through dirt and blood for so long, infection was inevitable if she wasn't cleaned properly.
But—
He was a man.
The thought of him cutting off her clothes, cleaning her wounds, touching every inch of her—
Her breathing became uneven.
"Have you decided?" Ye Qiu asked, sitting at the bedside.
"If you're too embarrassed, I can knock you out."
"No!"
She rejected the idea instantly.
"That's absolutely not allowed!"
"Then what do you want?" Ye Qiu frowned.
"Do you want to be saved or not?"
She remained silent for a long time.
Finally, she turned her head away, not daring to look at him.
"…Do it."
Ye Qiu clenched his teeth.
"Alright."
With her permission, he stopped hesitating.
When the scissors touched her neck, a faint blush spread across her face. Her body trembled slightly.
"If you dare do anything to me…"
Her voice shook with tears.
"I'd rather die than accept it!"
Tears soaked the pillow as she closed her eyes tightly.
"Pfft—haha."
Ye Qiu laughed helplessly.
"If I really wanted to do something, do you think you could stop me?"
She didn't reply, lying stiffly, ears burning.
Ye Qiu stopped teasing and focused.
Her clothes were stuck to dried blood—every movement caused pain.
Only the faint sound of fabric tearing echoed through the cave.
Time passed painfully slowly.
Sweat beaded on Ye Qiu's forehead.
Zhu Yeqing's entire body was tense, her heart pounding wildly.
Once the obstructions were removed, Ye Qiu began cleaning the wounds.
"I'll start with your upper body—"
"Shut up!"
She snapped, overwhelmed by shame.
"…Okay."
Ye Qiu exhaled and said no more.
He carefully wiped her face and body with a damp towel. When he brushed past sensitive areas, he heard faint sobs.
Zhu Yeqing trembled as pain and long-suppressed emotions overwhelmed her. Years of pressure and fear finally found release, and she cried silently.
Ye Qiu assumed she felt wronged and embarrassed. He moved quickly and efficiently.
The hole below her chest was severe—the rhinoceros horn had even damaged her ribs.
Crack.
"Ah—!"
Ye Qiu placed his hand over the ribs, circulated his soul power, and carefully realigned the bones.
Afterward, he covered her with a blanket and offered water again.
"Drink. You need fluids."
She glanced at him through misty eyes but didn't respond.
Ye Qiu didn't force her.
"Next…"
His gaze fell to her twisted leg.
"…Just do it," she said coldly, forcing herself to stay calm.
With everything prepared, Ye Qiu worked swiftly.
When it was finally over, Zhu Yeqing lay there, drenched in sweat, her skin flushed pink—looking as though she had been pulled from water.
Covered in sweat, Ye Qiu wiped himself down once more before continuing the treatment.
Where medicine was needed, he applied it.
Where bandages were required, he wrapped them.
The entire process was finally complete.
Zhu Yeqing had cried herself into exhaustion. Her swollen, reddened eyes stared blankly at the cave ceiling as her thoughts drifted far away.
Where is that so-called fiancé right now?
Sister… you've really ruined me.
"Heh…"
A sudden, bitter laugh escaped her lips.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu asked while covering her with the blanket, concealing her body.
"Are there any wounds I missed?"
"..."
Zhu Yeqing stared at him coldly, her gaze sharp.
"Hm?" Ye Qiu frowned. He clearly sensed killing intent.
Lowering his head, a red glint flashed briefly in his eyes.
Fortunately, the murderous intent quickly faded.
"Except for my left calf…" She sneered, her voice icy.
"Haven't you already 'checked' every other inch?"
Ye Qiu, who had been about to react, laughed self-mockingly.
She was just a girl lying paralyzed in bed, completely at the mercy of others.
And honestly—his actions were unacceptable from her perspective.
Although he no longer intended to strike, his Sharingan remained active as he moved to the foot of the bed.
He examined her left leg.
"For fractures and bone cracks," Ye Qiu asked calmly,
"will the medicine you brought be effective?"
"Don't worry."
Her cold tone couldn't hide the turmoil beneath it.
"I can even heal the wound on my chest… let alone this."
Hearing her reply, Ye Qiu gently placed his hands over hers and circulated the Mysterious Heaven Technique, channeling his soul power into her body.
"Then you'd better hold on."
Before she could react, he exerted force.
"Ah—!"
A piercing scream echoed through the cave. Her body convulsed slightly as pain tore through her.
"You— you bastard!"
"Consider this punishment for trying to kill me earlier," Ye Qiu said lightly.
Ignoring her murderous glare, he swiftly applied the ointment, wrapped the leg, and used wooden boards to stabilize the bones.
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