After hearing Ruyi's words, everyone gathered around Ruyi, and several people began to whisper in the yard.
After Luo Lan returned to the room, the strange smell came again. She knew that this good-for-nothing prince had peed again.
She put down the crystal whip in her hand, changed her cold expression towards the servant, and came to the bed, ready to lift the quilt without any explanation.
"roll…"
He suddenly roared in a low voice again, "Go away, you don't have to worry about it."
His eyes were closed, and a feeling of shame came over him.
Luo Lan looked at him with an angry mouth and sighed helplessly, "Don't use the word "go away" again. It's meaningless. Do you think I will listen to what you say? I told you, don't use your mouth to bombard me. I am capable of using your hands and feet."
The man's eyes suddenly opened, and he glared at her angrily, "Are you mocking me?"
Luo Lan opened his quilt regardless, pulled off the wet changing pad, replaced it with a new one, and said:
"If I ridicule you, I won't care about you and let you go on like this, so you have to know a good person."
Leng Yu's face was always livid. In the past, the servants looked disgusted when they came to change him, but the woman in front of him seemed to be doing something ordinary.
His body was dry, and she came to sit on the edge of the bed next to him. She picked up the anti-inflammatory potion and ointment she had just taken out from the medical space and prepared to apply it to him, but he turned his head and refused.
"You let me die...please, let me die..."
Luo Lan turned his head over regardless, looked at him with a pair of big red phoenix eyes, and then smiled slyly,
"Don't tell me that you want to die in the future. I won't grant your wishes, because I can only live if you live. If I hear such words again, I will make your wounds hurt more. If you don't believe me, try try."
While she was talking, she used the cotton swab in her hand to poke his ulcerated face hard. Leng Yu's face was distorted in pain, and Luo Lan raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Will you say such things again in the future?"
He gritted his teeth and looked at her. What on earth was this petite woman going to do to him?
"What did she send you to do? Do you want you to torture me to death bit by bit?"
Luo Lan asked softly while applying medicine on his face:
"Who are you talking about? Concubine Chang? She's not your mother. She naturally asked me to take care of you. She said that if you die, let me bury you with you."
She said the word "burial" so lightly that the man frowned, then closed his eyes tightly and let out a long sigh. She wanted him to die in peace.
After Luo Lan finished applying the medicine on his face, he packed his things and asked:
"Now you have to tell me how and what disease you got, so that I can make a detailed treatment plan for you."
But he snorted coldly, "You want to treat me? Even the imperial doctors can't heal my legs. Don't come to see my jokes anymore."
After leaving these words, he stubbornly turned his head to the bed and stopped looking at her.
Luo Lan was not angry. She understood the mood of this kind of patient, especially for a person like him who once had a noble status. Now he is paralyzed on the bed. The gap in his heart must be huge. He is not pretending to seek death, so she will let him No matter what he said, she would not be the same as him.
Since he doesn't want to reveal what caused his paralysis, let's treat the ulcer on his leg first, otherwise it will get worse.
Thinking of this, she stood up and lifted the quilt from his legs.
"What are you going to do?"
The man stared at her in horror, and then screamed, "Don't touch me."
Luo Lan had a nonchalant expression on her face. No matter how he tried to stop her, she still lifted up the quilt, then picked up a sheet to cover his private parts, and said while wiping disinfectant on him:
"I've seen it a long time ago. What's so scary? Now that you're like this, what else can I do to you?"
At this time, the man had closed his eyes in shame and did not dare to face her.
Without stopping what she was doing, she murmured comfort:
"You don't have to feel shy. I'm not embarrassed to be a woman. What are you afraid of? To tell you the truth, although I am a farm girl, I also know some medical skills. I will not watch you lying here waiting to die, no matter what. For your sake or for my own, I will take good care of you, so don’t yell at me in the future, because it’s meaningless. I’m a very thick-skinned person, and I have nowhere to go, so I I won’t leave because of your yelling.”
Her words were very soft, and so were her hands, so light that when he applied the medicine on her, he didn't feel anything. He stared blankly at her serious side face, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.
She suddenly asked:
"Does it hurt?"
Although he resisted her in his heart, he still replied:
"It doesn't hurt."
Luo Lan frowned, and she pinched his thigh hard, but there was no change in the man's face.
It seemed that he had no feeling in his legs. It was no wonder that he could still feel after lying down for so long.
She suddenly felt that he was pitiful, lying motionless like a puppet, at the mercy of others. This man, no matter where it was, she should take good care of him.
Thinking of this, she started nagging again,
"You've been lying on this leg for a long time. It's normal for you to lose feeling. Once the ulcer on it is cured, I'll rub it for you. Maybe it will be cured."
Her words fell into the man's ears like a spring breeze. In his memory, it had been a long time since anyone had been so gentle to him.
Two tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes, whether they were excited or sad.
His subtle changes will naturally fall into Luo Lan's eyes. She will not expose him, otherwise he will be even more embarrassed.
Pretending to be unintentional, she picked up the warm and wet towel to wipe his face and muttered:
"Although your illness is very serious, you are conscious, which means there is nothing wrong with your internal organs. Diseases that are not problematic can be cured as long as there are no problems with the internal organs, so you have to cooperate with me obediently."
Her words were like a mother coaxing her child.
Leng Yu, who had not been cared about for a long time, suddenly stared at her. Every move of this woman was extremely gentle, so what if she came with a purpose? At least she didn't show any intention of harming him.
"sorry!"
He suddenly spit out these three words from his mouth, and Luo Lan, who was wiping his face, was really surprised.
She looked at him with a smile as warm as the sun.
This man is easy to deal with.
She looked at him jokingly, "Why are you sorry for me?"
The man looked at her stubbornly, with an indescribable look in his eyes.
"No matter what your purpose is for coming to me, I want to thank you for changing me into clean clothes and applying medicine for me. It's been a long time since anyone took care of me like this."
Having said this, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Even if you want to kill me."
"Why should I kill you?"
