Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

The moment his hand touched Lü Qingyou's smooth hand, so many thoughts of longing enveloped him.

He reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"I miss you!"

He hadn't seen her for over two months, and he really missed her.

"I miss you as well!"

Lü Qingyou responded.

The two stood under the tree, embracing for a long time, before helping each other inside.

Fortunately, Lü Qingyou is a modern person, and she has a habit of carrying all her medicines with her when she goes out.

She placed the first-aid kit on the table. "Let me stop the bleeding first!"

At first glance, he was dressed in black with bloodstains, so you couldn't tell anything was wrong.

but! !

Lü Qingyou lowered her head again and looked at herself.

She was wearing a moon-white dress, and because the two of them had been embracing tightly, her body was covered in blood.

"it is good!"

Feng Xuanyi nodded.

He reached out and took off his clothes.

Looking at his chest, there was a thick bandage wrapped around it, which was now completely stained red.

For some reason, Lü Qingyou's nose tingled with sadness. She used scissors to cut off the blood-stained cloth. The wounds, which had already closed up, were torn open again after this ordeal.

She had some very good medicine here, and she sprinkled it generously on his wound before gently wrapping it with a cloth.

Once the wounds on his upper body were healed, her gaze shifted to his legs.

"Take your pants off! Just in case..."

“I don’t have any wounds on my legs, but if you want to see, I can take them off for you.”

Feng Xuanyi looked at Lü Qingyou with a mocking smile.

Lu Qingyou's face immediately turned red, and she stopped paying attention to her.

"You've treated my wounds, now it's your turn!"

Feng Xuanyi lowered his head and saw her ankle, which was swollen like something.

"Do you know?"

Lu Qingyou asked doubtfully. She had just checked herself and found that it was just a sprain, and no bones were broken.

"Don't believe me! Go lie down on the couch."

Feng Xuanyi took a bottle of medicinal oil from the medicine box and helped her walk towards the soft couch.

As soon as Lü Qingyou sat down on the soft couch, Feng Xuanyi told her to lie down.

He took off her shoes and socks, and her flawless white feet fell into his hands.

Her feet were so small that his palm could completely enclose them.

It's smooth, and the toes are round, making it very cute.

The nails above had a pinkish sheen.

Once he held her foot, he was reluctant to let go.

However, seeing her sprained ankle made me feel a little sorry for her.

He pinched her again, and Lü Qingyou's expression was contorted with pain.

"The bone wasn't damaged. Let me massage it for you, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Feng Xuanyi applied the medicated oil to her feet and rubbed it in gently.

Will tomorrow really be better?

Lu Qingyou asked in confusion.

"The swelling will go down, but you still shouldn't walk around too much. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone."

Feng Xuanyi massaged her.

As he moved, Lü Qingyou's expression changed in many ways.

"It hurts!"

Lü Qingyou couldn't help but shout out.

Feng Xuanyi's gaze shifted from her injured foot to her face.

I noticed that her peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with water, and she looked like she was about to blink and tears were about to fall.