Chapter 25 Sprained Foot
"So, you are really afraid of... uh..."
Qin Lang looked at the girl in black who was holding his clothes, and thought for a while, it was useless [Ghost ]This word was changed to another word:
"...Are you afraid of unclean things?"
Hearing this, Gu Jin stretched out an extra finger in addition to his thumb and index finger.
Three delicate fingers grasped Qin Lang's clothes together. The girl still tilted her head, but responded to Qin Lang's question:
"Huh...!"
"Huh. Shit..."
Qin Lang was almost amused by this guy. He gently held her beautiful chin and turned her little face over:
"Look at the person when you talk. Isn’t your neck sore from twisting like this all the time?”
"..."
"That day, I just said it casually. People also say that cats and dogs can see unclean things. If they are like you, then every household will not dare to keep them. ?"
After Qin Lang said this, Gu Jin finally spoke and whispered four words:
"Cats are different"
"Huh? Why is it different?”
"The cat...is very well-behaved..."
"What you are saying...isn't it biased? If the cat is good, the dog will not be well-behaved?"
"The dog is stupid."
And always silly and spineless.
Gu Jin had seen a puppy in a pawnshop in the capital before. The owner accidentally stepped on her. The first day she was lying on the ground sulking, as if she would never care about anyone again.
As a result, just the next day, just because her master touched her and said a few nice words to her, she forgave her master as if he didn't care, and became her usual loyal and silly self again...
So Gu Jin doesn’t like dogs, but likes cats.
"No matter how well-behaved the cat is, if you can see dirty things, would you still like it?"
"..."
The girl raised her chin slightly and raised her eyes. Looking at Chijiang next to him, he felt a little lost.
She was actually thinking about this issue very seriously.
"Okay, don't worry about it. Just enjoy it, because there is nothing unclean in this world."
Qin Lang spread his hands in confusion:
"A person can die with just a handful of dirt, and the legend of the Yunzhou Monster Clan is just a legend. Even if the legend is true, given the current environment, those monsters should be afraid of us, not us afraid of them."
“…”
"Do you understand? If you understand, just wait here and I will bring Zhen Ji back soon."
After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned around and left again.
But as expected, he didn’t move.
The number of hands holding the hem of his clothes behind him has changed from one to two.
“……”
Qin Lang looked at the girl who was sitting on the stone speechlessly, holding her clothes with both hands, but lowering her head to see her expression clearly. For a moment, he always felt like a puppy thrown on the roadside. I have the urge to just take her home and raise her.
But, she is a stubborn puppy.
I don’t want to please, let alone act coquettishly, and I don’t even want to let people see my pretty face, so I just stay silent.
Tsk…
Such a puppy…
Who would pick it back up...
...
Qin Lang was silent. She didn't speak, and he didn't want to say anything anymore. Seeing how tightly she held her hands, he felt relieved. After training with weights, I just took steps forward.
Don't tell me, since then, Gu Jin has really fallen off the stone after being led by him.
“Hiss…!”
"?"
However, after stumbling for a few steps, Qin Lang had to stop because of the sound of gasping behind him.
Turning his head, the girl in black was biting her lower lip, her delicate eyebrows frowning together in pain.
"What's wrong?" Qin Lang's expression condensed.
“……”
"Speak!"
This was the first time Qin Lang was impatient and the first time he spoke a little louder.
Gu Jin was startled by his roar. She originally wanted to glare at him, but looking at his face, she lost the strength for some reason. In the end, she just looked to the side and bit her Ya muttered:
"It hurts..."
"Where does it hurt?"
"Feet..."
"?"
What do you mean? Sprained foot?
Qin Lang frowned and looked at the girl's boots.
Is there this kind of... unlucky thing?
Forget about being afraid of ghosts, no wonder this guy has been sitting on the stone, unable to move.
Qin Lang felt distressed and a little funny when he thought that she had stayed in the forest by the river for an hour stupidly.
“Have you rubbed it?”
“No…”
“Why?”
"It hurts..."
"Nonsense."
...
This girl-year-old princess's bodyguard is not afraid of the dark, but is afraid of ghosts, not afraid of death, but afraid of death. pain.
Qin Lang really couldn't understand her sometimes.
But in short, I can’t leave now.
Qin Lang put one arm around Gu Jin's thin back, ignoring the slight trembling of her body, and then placed the other arm on the crook of her leg, hugging her horizontally in one breath. got up.
Although Qin Lang thought she was like a stubborn puppy just now, when he actually held her, he felt like she was a cat.
As light as a cat, as quiet as a cat.
Yes, she didn't struggle.
In other words, for a moment, Gu Jin also thought about struggling.
But for the first time, she was suddenly in the arms of a man. She really forgot how to struggle, even how to speak and how to breathe.
In his buzzing little head, except for the sound of his own fast heartbeat, it seemed that everything around him had become blurry.
So what should she do now?
Where should she put her hand?
Just keep pressing it on your chest...?
Should...
...
The girl's thoughts began to become chaotic. She lay in Qin Lang's arms and slowly raised her eyelids to look at him. neck, and then tried to lift his arm several times...
But it never came up.
...
Rustling... The steps at night are stepping on the fallen leaves of the forest grass. The road of a few steps seems to be as long as from the capital to Qingzhou.
When Gu Jin felt that she was no longer surrounded by the warm breath that made her want to blush for a long time, she had been put down by Qin Lang and sat down again. On the stone.
“But yes, sometimes you can’t rub this kind of thing randomly, otherwise it will be really serious.”
Qin Lang squatted down as he spoke. As soon as he reached out his hand, Gu Jin moved his feet back.
"?"
Qin Lang raised his head:
"Doesn't it hurt? Let me show you, what are you hiding from?"
"..."
When he said this, Gu Jin stopped hiding.
"Which one?"
"Right..."
Girl Sumire has a slender figure and is not big to begin with, so her boots are naturally small.
Qin Lang carefully took off the little boot on her right foot, and then made a slight movement in surprise.
"What's wrong...?"
"Uh..."
"..."
The night wind gently blew over the girl's feet, Gu Jin looked at Qin Lang's expression , I was extremely nervous for a while.
Could it be...? !
No...impossible, with her internal strength and Qinggong...
And these days she and her wife insist on daily cleaning. When Qin Lang is not around, they even help each other wipe each other's bodies. How could it be...< br>
"Yes...there is..."
"Huh?"
She was so quiet, she hesitated for a while, until the two ears that had just recovered became swollen again. It turned red, but still not a single word came out.
Qin Lang looked up at her and figured out what the girl was thinking. He smiled and replied:
"Well, it tastes a bit."
"!"
Seeing a certain girl's expression freeze for a moment, her pupils almost standing up like a frightened cat, Qin Lang smiled even more happily:
"The faint fragrance...well...a bit Like a gardenia”
"..."
Although he breathed a sigh of relief for the first time, Gu Jin's face, which had always been cold and cold, showed its beautiful beauty in front of Qin Lang for the first time. blush.
As for her feet having the fragrance of gardenias...
The girl's eyes just stared at Qin Lang angrily, her pink cheeks bulging for a long time. Finally, his little face twisted, and the long ponytail on the back of his head followed suit. While Xiangrou's hair brushed Qin Lang's face, he muttered two words:
"Pervert."< br>
"Ahem..."
I was indeed misunderstood.
But it doesn’t matter. After all, Qin Lang told the truth and had a clear conscience.
The reason why he was a little surprised when he took off Gu Jin's boots just now was because he discovered that what Gu Jin was wearing on his feet was not made of ordinary brocade or silk like Su Yinping. stockings.
It is a black fabric that feels not only soft and delicate, but also fully elastic.
Qin Lang was curious and liked this kind of fabric, but it was obviously not the time to study it carefully now.
"Where does it hurt specifically? Ankle?"
"No..."
"No?"
"Well...it's the sole of the foot... ”
Feet hurt?
Who has sprained feet and sprained soles of their feet?
Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed that the matter was not as simple as a sprained foot. Anyway, he took off her warm-scented socks first.
......
A girl with a body as light as a cat, her slender feet are naturally small, and the size of a full hand is almost enough to stand on Qin Lang's palm.
The smooth instep has a delicate snow-white color, and the five round toes are like diced milk tofu. The toes are neat and soft, and the clean and shiny toes are not stained and glow in the moonlight. The soft halo looks like a layer of pearl powder, making it look like a dream.
"Well...there are indeed no sprain bruises on the ankle..."
Gu Jin said that her feet hurt, so Qin Lang had to raise her soles a little.
I have to say that even just holding it with one hand is enough to feel the soft elasticity of the girl's feet.
Under the graceful curves of the arches, Gu Jin's soles are also full of girlishness, pink and soft, with almost no obvious wrinkles.
However, Qin Lang squinted his eyes and discovered something unusual.
I saw a brown "rice grain" stuck in the middle of the girl's foot, and there was a faint trace of blood around it.
“Iron Kite?”
Qin Lang was startled and directly told the name of this thing.
……
Tribulus terrestris is a plant that is not very common, but not too rare. It looks a bit like foxtail grass, and this rice-sized thing is actually the stamens of Tribulus terrestris. It is as hard as iron and has sharp ends at both ends. The rice grain shape is quite sharp.
If nothing else, at least it is easy to puncture the sole of a shoe and penetrate it into the sole of the foot.
The key is that although this thing is not toxic in itself, it will produce toxins when exposed to blood.
The reason why Qin Lang knew about it was because his senior sister had also fallen victim to it before.
As for the part where he was hit, Qin Lang didn’t want to recall it. After all, he was the one who helped his senior sister detoxify...
...
"Miss Jin, the foot pain you mentioned is a slightly numb pain?"
"Well..."
"That's right. Yes, it’s poisoned.”
Qin Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise the whole leg would have been unconscious for seven or eight days."
"Then...what should we do now...?"
"While it's not yet Just spread it and drain out the blood that produced the toxin."
Qin Lang pulled out the iron terrestris stuck in the girl's soles and tried simply pressing and squeezing it with his hands, but it had no effect, not to mention the soles of the feet. The position of the son is also tricky.
“Miss Sumire, I’m offended.”
"You...you want...eh?! Wait..."
...
There is no other way, detoxification is important, Qin Lang decisively used the method he used to help his senior sister detoxify, and moved over to remove the poisonous blood Clear it out bit by bit.
Although the fragrance of gardenia seems to be more obvious, Qin Lang has no other intention at this time.
Now my feet are sucking...
After all, he didn't expect that what he originally thought was a sprained foot would develop into this situation.
(End of this chapter)