I have a supermarket system, shocking the whole court

Not letting her take a shower? What's the logic?

Ning Ning was stunned.

She didn't know that Shang Wenqi mistook the smell of shower gel for her body odor. If she knew the difference, she would choose an unscented shower gel. So what if it's a little more expensive? At least she shouldn't let him misunderstand her as the Fragrant Concubine!

"You...do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

However, Shang Wenqi ignored her.

For him, it was not easy to lead a weak woman who was not even capable of tying a chicken through the siege and back to Kyoto. Now, this weak woman had a natural body odor!

For a killer, any clue would become a clue for tracking, and her unique fragrance is like a bell that rings wherever she goes.

trouble!

Ning Ning was used to this guy pretending to be cool. Since she couldn't get a response from Shang Wenqi, she could only put the matter aside for the time being.

It is important for a person to know himself. If someone doesn't want to pay attention to you, you can't always try to please them, right?

She also began to look around and find something to do.

This is a place similar to a dilapidated temple, but there are no Buddha statues here. There are only a few benches lying around, and a few wooden boards next to them, and no one knows what they are used for.

Legend has it that in ancient times, many such places were for pedestrians to rest. Maybe this place is also like this, the benches and wooden boards are for people to rest, but no one has set foot here for a long time.

But what made her feel strange was that there was a long bench in the house, or at least wooden boards, but Shang Wenqi seemed to be blind to it and chose to sit on the floor.

Isn't lying on these wooden benches more comfortable than sitting on the ground?

"We...don't want to sit on the bench?" she asked weakly.

After all, I had taken a shower. Although I had rolled on the ground twice just now, the degree of dirtiness was still within controllable range, so it was still okay to clean it up appropriately.

It would have been better if she didn't ask. But when she did, Shang Wenqi snorted, "If you want to sit, go by yourself."

Ning Ning curled her lips. She wanted to sit down, but her feet were injured even more when she ran away just now, and she couldn't move at all without anyone to support her.

She couldn't crawl in front of Shang Wenqi like a dog, so she could only accept her fate and sit there obediently.

Thinking of the injury on her foot, she turned around silently, took off her shoes and socks with her back to Shang Wenqi, and carefully checked the wounds on her feet.

Of course, she turned her back to him not because she was shy, but because she was worried that the gauze that shouldn't be there would be discovered by Shang Wenqi.

Just now, in a hurry, she took a big step and ended up falling flat on her face. Later, in order to survive, she fought the criminals with her back to the wall and exerted force with her feet again.

She could feel the skin on her feet cracking from the force, so naturally she had to check her wounds after escaping.

Although there was no light here, the bright moonlight still allowed her to see the blood-stained gauze clearly.

Ning Ning couldn't help but sigh.

I hope these feet don’t become really disabled.

At this moment, there was a "clang" sound, and a small porcelain bottle fell at her feet. Due to the inertia of being thrown suddenly, it also hit her head.

Ning Ning looked back in confusion. Shang Wenqi was still meditating with his eyes closed, and he seemed to be in a trance.

If there weren't only two people here, she would have suspected that this medicine bottle was really a gift from the gods.

Although Shang Wenqi did not open his eyes, he still guessed Ning Ning's actions.

I was afraid that she was staring at the medicine bottle again, and was reluctant to pick it up. I didn't know if she was born dull or timid, kicking like a piece of wood.

Shang Wenqi spoke coldly.

"If you don't want your legs to be disabled, apply the medicine quickly. I have to go on the road tomorrow. Don't delay my trip."

Although the voice was cold, Ning Ning felt a hint of warmth.

In her world, there are two types of mercenaries: one is like her, with morals and bottom lines, and the other is an emotionless killing machine.

Ning Ning thought Shang Wenqi was the second type, but she didn't expect that he would give her medicine again.

Although he didn't want to delay his trip, to put it bluntly, even if he didn't give her the medicine, she wouldn't die for a while, and at most she would just be disabled for the rest of her life.

As long as he can bring her to the capital, his mission will be completed. After that, they will go their separate ways and probably will never meet again. It has nothing to do with him whether she is disabled or not.

So from this point of view, he is not entirely an emotionless killing machine.

Ning Ning couldn't help but mutter, "Thank you."

As she expected, Shang Wenqi did not respond, but Ning Ning did not care.

It's his business whether to do it or not, and it's her business whether to say it or not. She is the kind of person who will always thank others for a favor. Moreover, strictly speaking, Shang Wenqi has saved her twice. Although his attitude is bad, he can barely be considered an ally for now, right?

Since he is an ally and helped me, I should say thank you.

After Ning Ning thanked him, she didn't care whether he accepted it or not, and went to fiddle with her feet with peace of mind.

Fortunately, the moonlight was hazy, and she turned her back to Shang Wenqi, covering her face with the gauze that shouldn't exist in this world. However, the two of them were too close, and this guy's five senses were probably quite sharp. She didn't dare to take out the medicine prescribed by the mall. At this time, she could only bite the bullet and take the medicine given by Shang Wenqi.

Speaking of which, modern disinfection and surgical levels are indeed higher than those of the ancients, but modern medicines may not be as good as those of the ancients. After all, the ancients were the ones who used traditional Chinese medicine to carve out a path in an environment with low disinfection levels.

Shang Wenqi has been living on the tip of a knife for years, so his medicine for wounds should be very powerful.

In short, Ning Ning did not hesitate and sprinkled the powder directly on the crack.

It hurt quite a bit at first, but after a while I felt that the wound wasn't so painful anymore. I don't know if it was just a psychological effect.

After wrapping the gauze again, Ning Ning began to think about the problem of shoes.

Although Shang Wenqi had tried hard to find her a pair of shoes for small feet, they were still too big for her. Not only did they fall off her feet, but the soles were also hard and stiff, which was a torture for her injured feet.

She had no choice but to put her hope in the system.

"System, can the mall customize shoes?"

[Of course it's OK, what type does the host want? ]

"I want a pair that looks exactly like this one, but with a cow tendon sole and a rubber insole. I want it to feel like I'm stepping on shit, but not add any pressure to my feet."

[Uh... no problem with that. I will now send the host's request to the hands of the top domestic fashion brand managers.]

Soon, the mall payment page appeared in front of Ning Ning, with three options: expedited express delivery within 6 hours for 2999 yuan, express delivery within 3 working days for 1999 yuan, and ordinary express delivery within 7 working days for 999 yuan.

"Why is it so expensive? It's almost as much as the cost of a course of my medicine!" Ning Ning was depressed.

[Host, modern craftsmanship is not expensive, but craftsmen are very expensive. The one who makes your shoes is not a factory assembly line but a top domestic fashion brand manager. Strictly speaking, the old man rarely makes shoes himself, and his works have been hyped up to tens of thousands of yuan in the market... You are not losing out. ]