Chapter 96: Rehabilitation 1

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Yu Wenmeng returned to Immortal World the next day. Qingchuan Qinglang traveled all over Jiuzhou and found no trace of Ding Dianyabai. He had to return to Yunjianmen.
When Yun Caiye woke up, Zhu Yuan had taken him back to Shuiyun Pavilion. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar moire yarn tent, and Zhuo Yuan did not stay beside him, but sat sideways at the threshold, holding a light blue jade bottle in his hand.
The peach blossoms in the fairyland haven’t been thanked. Even if you stay indoors, you can glimpse the shadows of the peach petals falling in the garden in Yu Guang Pedestrians entered the house quietly. Zheng Lie's Gao Yang passed through the hollow door, and he fell on the half-face of Zhu Yuan's exposed side, reflecting the pair of originally deep red pupils to be very clear, like good ruby, warm and clean.
Yun Caiye moved his body, only to find that he was wrapped in several layers of plain gauze, and the right arm was entangled and sturdy, unable to move. However, he also knows how many injuries to his right hand, if Zhu Yuan did not help him to block most of the sword gas, I am afraid that he was injured not just the right hand.
"Zhu Yuan..." Yun Caiye slowly stood on the bed with his left hand, and called Zhu Yuan.
Zhu Yuan seemed to be thinking about something. It wasn't until Yun Caiye summoned him that he suddenly turned to look at the young man. This time, his other half of his face was exposed.
"Master."
"...Your face?" Yun Caiye frowned and raised his hand to the man.
Zhu Yuan walked over and took the young man's hand and sat down by the bed: "Master's health?"
"I'm fine." Yun Caiye raised her hand and gently touched the scar on the half of the apprentice's face. "This is...it was split by Tian Lei?" He didn't forget the last moment when Tian Lei came down. If it weren't for the apprentice to return to his original shape and protect him, judging from his serious injuries at that time, it is very likely that he would be extinguished under the bombardment under the sky.
"Well." Zhu Yuan nodded, and smirked at the stiff half of his face, teasing himself, "The disciple seems to be uglier."
Yun Caiye plucked the strands of hair that he hung down on his forehead, and then touched his cheek distressedly: "Why... Zhu Yuan will never be ugly in Master's heart."
"Is there only these injuries on your body?" Yun Caiye frowned for a moment, grabbed Zhu Yuan's hand, opened his sleeve, and turned his arm over and over again, as expected, he saw the dense scorching marks spreading deeper.
Zhu Yuan relaxed his body and allowed the youth to check it. Hesitating for a moment after hearing the youth's question, he did not answer immediately.
Yun Caiye asked again, "Is the wound on my body bandaged by me? What about your injury? Didn't he prescribe you some medicine?"
"It's open." Zhu Yuan handed the blue jade bottle, which had just been held in the hand at the threshold, into the hands of the youth. "It's just that it hasn't been available yet."
Yun Caiye frowned again, pulled the stopper off, poured some viscous medicine on the palm, and wiped it towards the face of Zhu Yuan and the scars on his hand: "Why don't you use it more quickly? Wait for me to apply your medicine?"
Zhu Yuan smiled, without refuting: "Yeah. Just want to wait for Master to give me medicine."
As he said, he raised his hand, carefully avoiding the youth's right arm, and rubbed his head on the youth's unharmed left shoulder.
The young apprentices were raised by themselves, and this is the signature coquettish action. When Zhu Yuan moved like this, Yun Caiye knew that he was seeking solace from himself, so he softened his voice and touched the apprentice's head and asked, "What's wrong? The wound hurts? Or is Master's strength too heavy?"
The youth now has only one hand to make it work, and the injuries on his body have not been completely healed. How much strength can he have?
Zhu Yuan shook his head, then straightened up, took the medicine bottle from the young man's hand and said, "It's okay, Master's injury is not all right. It's up to the disciples to take medicine.
Yun Caiye looked at his empty left hand, and then looked at Zhu Yuan's half-backed silhouette against him. The young apprentice used to eat, and the spoon was handed over to his mouth before he even tried to eat it. How could he let go of the opportunity of taking medicine and his tiredness? Moreover, is it a trivial matter to take medicine? He didn't look in the mirror. How could he see where he was hurt?
"Take off your clothes." Yun Caiye said lightly.
When Zhu Yuan heard the words, he turned and smiled and asked the young man, "Master is still well wounded."
"I'm going to give you medicine." Yun Caiye buckled the medicine bottle out of the man's hand and raised his hand to untie the man's shirt.
Zhu Yuan subconsciously pressed on the young man's left hand, and the next moment he reacted and immediately released, his lips still smiling: "The disciple will do it himself."
Yun Caiye did not smile with him again this time, the expression on his face was very solemn. Zhu Yuan only pressed his hand against his chest, and he instantly noticed the extremely soft touch on the bottom of his hand-like pressing on a soft ball of cotton.
But how could the apprentice's chest be so soft? !
In the past, when he was in bed with the apprentice, he touched the hard muscles in the apprentice's chest with his own hands. How could he be as soft as he is now?
"Take off your clothes!" Yun Caiye aggravated her voice this time. Seeing that the man was still silent and unwilling to move, she reached out to pick up his clothes.
Zhu Yuan was afraid that Yun Caiye would move too much. He sighed and pulled the wound on his body. He gently pulled out the young man's hand and said, "Master, don't move, be careful of the injury on the body. I can just take it off myself."
After saying this, Zhu Yuan raised his hand according to the words, untied the black fairy clothes on his body, and dropped it to his waist, revealing that he had only the upper half of the body with the bones.
Yun Caiye's eyes widened, and his breath was stagnant.
He couldn't describe Zhu Yuan's current injury-he only had a skeleton left in his upper body, with no internal organs, only some blood and flesh down his waist and hips, and small and numerous blue flames surrounded the skeleton and floated up and down. Next, a faint blue glow was emitted.
"How could this be..." Yun Caiye murmured and stretched out his hand to touch Zhu Yuan's body, but he held his palm.
"Master, don't touch it, I'm okay." Zhu Yuan was also distressed. That's why he hesitated when he received the medicine from the doctor-where did this medicine rub?
That day Lei was so powerful that he burned half of his body. If it were not for him to be able to disperse into blue flame, after that, as long as Yajuron's head is still alive, he can basically heal no matter how serious the injury is. He may have died.
Yun Caiye's eyes were a little bit red: "Why is this all right? Master doesn't know if you... are still alive..."
No wonder Yun Caiye was so surprised. He had never seen anyone without a heart and lungs, and without most of his body, he could still live like Zhu Yuan, even speaking with kinetic energy.
Zhu Yuan laughed dumbly: "Is Uncle Bone also without flesh and blood? The disciple still has a head, but Uncle Bone has nothing."
"But you are not a spirit!" Yun Caiye clenched Zhu Yuan's hand tightly. "You are so injured that you don't care well in bed!"
Zhu Yuan said: "I don't hurt..." It hurt for a while at the beginning, and actually didn't feel much after the skin burned.
Yun Caiye frowned and interrupted him, vacating a bed for him: "You lie down and don't get out of bed until you are injured."
Zhu Yuan re-dressed her clothes and said helplessly, "How can this be? Master. Sister Qingying and Qingyan will see you lying down together when they wait for the medicine soup to be delivered to you... They will be crazy."
"Do you know that you are shy now?" Why didn't this person think about this problem when he was pulling himself on the stone table in Taohuayuan? Yun Caiye sternly pulled Zhu Yuan into the bed indiscriminately. Instead, he got out of bed and tucked him in the quilt: "You lie down, I won't lie down."
Yun Caiye said not to lie or not to lie and put on his clothes with the fairy method with one hand. It's just that the purple clothes that Shan Lan had previously made for him have been cut by the doctor, and there are only plain white clothes in his closet.
The young man grabbed his shirt and wrapped his right hand around the neck with a piece of cloth, frowning and whispering, "This dress is really ugly."
In fact, the young man has a beautiful face, his eyebrows are painted like ink, and his face is like peach petals. No matter what color of clothes he wears, he is beautiful and beautiful. Zhu Yan thinks he is the best looking. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smiled: "If you are more discouraged, the disciple's black suit is even better."