After crossing over, the demon king rolled in my arms and acted like a spoiled child

The team rested for a while, reorganized themselves and continued on their journey. At night, they arrived at a town and finally checked into an inn.

When everyone sat down for dinner, Ma Qiao looked around and asked Zhu Yuan, "Why didn't that guy come?"

Everyone knew who the guy he was talking about was, because Mingyuan was the only one missing when they sat down. Zhu Yuan and Mingyuan lived in the same room, so Ma Qiao asked him.

Zhu Yuan shook his head and said, "He was asleep when I came out. I asked him to eat, but he just told me to leave him alone, so I came out."

Ma Qiao snorted: "He is just being pretentious!"

Bai Jiyue frowned. Is there something wrong with his body? Generally, after being injured, it is easy for the wound to be infected and have a fever. After all, his injury was caused by saving me, so I should go and have a look later.

She finished her meal in a few bites and left. She asked the waiter for a bowl of easy-to-digest porridge and took it to Mingyuan's room.

No one answered the door when she knocked, so she pushed it gently and it opened.

She walked in carrying the lunch box and saw Mingyuan lying on the bed with his back to the door, motionless, probably asleep.

She placed the food box on the table, walked gently to the bedside, and called out, "Mingyuan?"

Mingyuan didn't move.

She bent down and reached out to touch his forehead, thinking that if he was okay, she would turn around and leave.

The scalding hot steam burned her hands, and her heart skipped a beat. She really had a fever!

When I was suturing his wound myself, I did a very good job of disinfection, so how come it still got infected?

Thinking of this, she asked, "Mingyuan, does your wound hurt?"

Mingyuan slowly turned around, looking at her with his dark eyes slightly distracted, but soon focused again.

"What?" he asked.

"You have a fever. I think there might be something wrong with your wound. Can I take a look at it for you?" Bai Jiyue said.

Since she was the one who treated his wound, she must be responsible for it!

Mingyuan narrowed his eyes. Fever?

Then he realized that the woman had misunderstood.

He was practicing his internal energy when he was lying still just now. After this circle of spiritual energy was activated, his internal energy had recovered to more than half of its original strength. Probably because of the spiritual energy circulating in his body, his body became hot, so she thought he had a fever.

Since there is a misunderstanding, let her misunderstand!

A sly look flashed across Mingyuan's eyes. He lowered his brows and said weakly, "No need to look. It's okay..."

"No, if there is something wrong with the wound, it must be treated, otherwise the fever will not subside." Bai Jiyue's sense of responsibility as a doctor overflowed, and he reached out to pull the clothes off his shoulders.

Ming Yuan let her undress him softly, with a secret smile on his lips.

Bai Ji Yueguang focused on professional issues and didn't notice Ming Yuan's little joy at all. He untied the gauze and saw that his wound was smooth and flat, and he became puzzled.

There is no sign of inflammation in the wound, so how could I have a fever?

With his level of cultivation, it is impossible for him to catch a cold and have a fever just because of being caught in the rain... Could it be that he has other wounds that have not been treated, so they became inflamed after being caught in the rain?

She turned to look at Ming Yuan: "Do you have any other injuries?"

Ming Yuan didn't answer, not quite understanding what she meant.

"The wound I treated for you is fine. Do you have any other wounds that are red and swollen?" Bai Jiyue explained.

Ming Yuan's mind raced, and he gently inserted the fingers beside him under his ribs, exerting force secretly.

"Hiss..." He cried out in pain and covered his left ribs with his hand.

"Here?" Bai Jiyue immediately started to undress him.

Originally it was just a shoulder, but now the clothes were completely pulled open, revealing his white chest.

Bai Jiyue was stunned when she saw his lean and strong muscles. It was not like she had never seen a man with a bare upper body before, but for some reason, when she saw him, she felt a little strange...

This strange feeling made her inexplicably irritated, but she quickly ignored it and continued to undress him.

The left side of the ribs was gradually exposed, and sure enough, there was a red, swollen, and festering wound the size of a copper coin!

"It's really inflamed!" Bai Jiyue suddenly realized, and then his voice was filled with a bit of reprimand, "Why didn't you tell me that there was an injury here?"

"You are very fierce." Mingyuan said quietly.

Bai Jiyue was stunned, and all the evil spirit in him disappeared. There was a bit of resentment and grievance on his handsome face. He looked obedient and cute, and very lovable!

Her heart involuntarily skipped a beat and she quickly looked away.

She didn't expect that this guy actually had such a yandere and pitiful side. With such a handsome face and a perfect body, even if she wasn't a crazy fan, she would find it a little hard to resist!

"I...well, I'm not a mean person. I'm just worried about you..." she explained stutteringly.

"I'm afraid to tell you and make you feel guilty. I don't want you to feel like you owe me anything."

Bai Jiyue's eyelids twitched. What he said... could he be more "green tea"?

"I guess your fever is caused by this injury. I'll treat you. Once the wound heals, the fever will go away." She didn't look at Mingyuan's handsome face, but focused her attention on his wound.

"Gently." He said obediently.

These words were like a feather, passing through Bai Jiyue's heart, causing an inexplicable sense of itchiness.

She felt that the style of painting was becoming increasingly wrong...

"Wait a minute, I'll get the medicine box!" she said and quickly left the room.

Waiting for her figure to disappear at the door, Mingyuan showed a smug look.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, inflicted a new wound, and used his strength to quickly make it look festering, otherwise how could he see the distracted look of this girl?

The corners of his lips curled up, and his heart felt sweet. The girl's face turned red just now, and that expression clearly showed that she was attracted to him!

His heart was filled with joy, and he felt that this self-harm was totally worth it!

The Lord Demon, who was immersed in the love between men and women, never thought that his unparalleled power would be used to create wounds. This was really a "waste of God's resources"!

Not only did he not realize this, he even crossed his legs and hummed a little tune. He was thinking that Bai Jiyue would come soon and he would ask her to feed him the bowl of porridge on the table...

Bai Jiyue moved quickly. Before Ming Yuan could even wait, she came with a medicine box.

After taking the medicine box, she calmed down a little. She was no longer in the agitated state she was in before. Looking at the wound under Mingyuan's ribs, she became much more professional.

"I'm going to help you remove the pus and then clean the wound. It will be a little painful, so you need to bear with it." She said to Ming Yuan.

"I'm afraid of pain." Ming Yuan looked at her pitifully.

Bai Jiyue looked at him with a half-smile: "What should we do then?"

"Blow it for me."

Bai Jiyue's face darkened: "I only know how to treat wounds, not how to blow them. Otherwise, I'll ask my brother to help you blow them?"

Ming Yuan's smile suddenly fell, and he said, "Forget it."

Bai Jiyue chuckled and started to treat his wounds. Mingyuan immediately gritted his teeth...