"Really?" Rong Zhuo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "He woke up in a while, wouldn't he blame you?"

"No." Yu Jingdu said casually: "Don't worry about him, I have someone get hot water, you should take a hot bath first, otherwise you will get sick."

Rong Zhuo nodded obediently after hearing the words.

But it didn't mean that Jingdu spoke again, and he slanted his body and lost consciousness.

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Yu Jingdu: Killing intent +10086

Chapter 39

Rong Zhuo was tired and scared that night, and had been drenched in the rain for half a night.

Previously, he held his spirits strong, but he was worried about the safety of Rong's mother and the others. Now, after hearing Yu Jingdu say that someone had been found, the string in his heart was loosened, and he could no longer hold it and fainted.

Not long after, someone came to inform Yu Jingdu that the hot water was ready.

Rong Zhuo was in a coma now, and Yu Jingdu couldn't let him take a bath. He was afraid that he couldn't bear the hot water, so he could only have the hot water come in, and then wipe him with a handkerchief.

Yu Jingdu didn't take a closer look before, but now he realizes that there are many injuries on the legs of the young man.

Especially the injury on the calf was soaked by the rain and turned white, and it hurts just looking at it.

Yu Jingdu carefully helped him clean up the wound, frowning all the time.

He has practiced martial arts all the year round, and he can roughly judge how the injury came from by sweeping the wound.

So after he helped the teenagers get medicine and bandages one by one, he estimated the bumps and beatings the other party had experienced along the way. In fact, these injuries are not too serious for a warrior, but when they fall on the pampered little dandy, it makes people feel distressed for no reason.

If Rong Zhuo is awake now, he will definitely be startled by Yu Jingdu at this moment.

It's just because His Royal Highness King Yan, who has always been cold and restrained, is full of anger that he can't hide at the moment, as if he intends to take a knife and kill him at any time in order to calm the stagnation in his chest.

After helping Rong Zhuo wipe his body and deal with the wound, Yu Jingdu sat on the edge of the couch without saying a word.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door and Wuyun pushed the door in that he restrained his anger.

"Uncle Six." Yu Jingdu bowed to him.

"I heard from your guard that the little benefactor is ill, and the poor monk came to take a look." Wuyun said and walked to the side of the couch, his eyes were slightly startled when he fell on the wound on Rong Zhuo's forehead, "The little benefactor was in front of the rain. Come, I must trust you very much."

"He didn't come to me, he came to King Yan." Yu Jingdu said.

"It's you he came to look for." Wuyun smiled lightly, "otherwise why would you meet him at the gate of the temple?"

Yu Jingdu was a little puzzled, so he heard Wuyun and said again: "I told you last time that this is your fate with him. As for who you are, it doesn't matter." At the wrist, Rong Zhuo checked the pulse for the other party.

"There are no monks with medical skills in the temple. I don't count as a half-hearted person. Instead, I take on a big responsibility." Wuyun retracted his hand and probed Rong Zhuo's forehead lightly, "The little donor must have been frightened. It's raining and it's getting cold."

"Is there any medicine?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"The recipe prescribed by the poor monk caught the medicine, do you dare to let him drink it?" Wuyun laughed, seeing the complicated expression on Jingdu's face, he said again: "He is too tired, let him sleep first. If you can bear it, you will be fine for a few days.”

Yu Jingdu responded, but he thought in his heart whether to let someone go to Jiangfu to get some medicine, or wait for the rain to stop and take Rong Zhuo directly to Jiangfu. After all, the conditions in this Qingyin Temple are too difficult, and it is nothing for him to live. It is really unreasonable to let the sick Rong Zhuo stay here.

Wuyun only stayed in the room for a moment and then left.

Yu Jingdu sent the person out the door.

The sky is already bright now, but because the rain has not stopped, the sky looks gray and depressing.

"The hostility on your body is too heavy, and it is even more stinging than this weather." Wuyun looked at the rain curtain in the courtyard and said: "It's not a good thing to let yourself get angry."

"Uncle Six, do you think I was wrong from the beginning?" Yu Jingdu asked.

Wuyun heard the words and didn't answer, just turned to look at him.

He heard him and said: "I originally made up my mind to let him live his own life well. But I didn't expect that if I didn't provoke him, he still couldn't be safe..."

"Jingdu, you have seen a lot of people outside these years. Think about it carefully, which of all these beings can easily be alone?" Wuyun asked.

"I can't control all sentient beings, I just want him to be safe and sound."

"Have you changed your mind?" Wuyun asked again.

Yu Jingdu frowned and did not answer.

"I thought that if something like this happened, you would not hesitate to keep people by your side." Wuyun said with a smile, "but now it seems that you are still considering it."

"Uncle Six, do you think I can win?"

"You never asked me that before."

"In the past, I didn't care about winning or losing, it was a big deal to lose my life." Yu Jingdu said, glancing at the direction of the house, "but now..." He is no longer the carefree Yu Jingdu, and he began to care. win or lose.

Thinking of the scene when he saw Rong Zhuo at the gate of the temple this morning, Yu Jingdu felt a little bored.

He should have been happy to learn that Xiao Wanqian came to rely on him, but what Yu Jingdu thought at that moment was:

What if you lose?

What about the little dandy?

"I don't want him to die with me." Yu Jingdu said.

"Then you will live with him."

After Wuyun finished speaking, he turned around and left. Before leaving, he put his hands together and nodded slightly towards Yu Jingdu.

Yu Jingdu watched the other party leave, and stared at the rain curtain in the courtyard for a while.

Rong Zhuo slept for half a day.

When he was groggy, Yu Jingdu kept beside him.

It was not until noon that Li Feng came back.