My Archangel

"..."

Hearing these words, the expression on Qiao Wen's face was slightly startled, and he did not respond, and fell silent a little.

"What does Al want to learn today?"

He didn't care about Qiao Wen's quietness. After Qiao Wen came to sit down in the chair, Vina asked with a smile.

'Well, can you please go to sleep first, don't the gods need to worry about sudden death?'

Although thinking like this in his heart, Qiao Wen didn't dare to show his true thoughts. He could only look at Vina with some bewildered eyes: "That... as long as it was taught by sister Vina, I can do it. Sister Vina, do you have any recommendations?"

To be honest, although I did expect Vina to teach herself some practical magic when I woke up just now, after seeing her inexplicably strong support, Qiao Wen suddenly felt no interest.

Anyway, the most wanted magic shield has been mastered.

As for the others, although the more the better, he also felt that it was not necessary for him.

After all, in addition to his current talents, he also has quilt angels to ensure his safety.

If combined with the past few days of getting along... Qiao Wen even wants to subconsciously count the witch in front of him.

Of course, this is just a matter of thinking.

Qiao Wen doesn't think he has such a big face...

Patter.

However, just as his thoughts were flying in his mind, a dull-sounding voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

At the same time, a slender arm also placed a medicine jar with something heavy in it on the desk in front of him.

"…Eh?"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen was taken aback for a moment.

"Vina... Sister?"

Almost subconsciously, he turned his head and cast a puzzled look at Vina, who had just placed the medicine jar in front of him.

Afterwards, he happened to meet Vina's eyes which were completely different from when he entered the door just now, which looked rather cold.

"Al, before my sister teaches you today's part, lift up your clothes."

The next moment, with such a word confided from Vina's mouth, Qiao Wen suddenly froze.

"Sister Wei, Wei Na?"

He blinked, and the expression on his face became a little surprised for an instant.

This...what's the situation?

This Vina is...Want to check how well his wound has recovered?

'Wait, the medicine jar just placed on the table, listen to the heavy sound when it comes into contact with the table... Could it be that the inside is... a special medicine?'

At this moment, Qiao Wen seemed to have suddenly realized something, and subconsciously glanced at the heavy medicine jar on the table, then looked at Vina next to him again:'This guy looks so tired now... Didn’t it mean that you went to do medicine overnight?'

"It's true... just now when I heard Ah Jiu's voice outside the door... it seemed that he was also very tired..."

At this moment, with such conjectures rushing to his mind, Qiao Wen's mentality has undergone a considerable change in an instant.

For some reason, after realizing the fact that'I and the quilt angel probably won't be out of medicine today', Qiao Wen found that he was not as happy as he thought.

In addition to mere rejoicing, more... is heavy.

"Al? What's the matter, do you want your sister to lift the clothes for you?"

At this moment, Vina's cold-sounding voice came to Qiao Wen's ear again.

"You... shouldn't you... have not applied any medicine from yesterday to now?"

In the next moment, as this increasingly cold-sounding voice rang from his ears, Qiao Wen's body tightened, shivering almost instinctively.

Killing intent.

Because he found that he actually noticed a trace of killing intent from the words of the Wei Witch.

Although... that killing intent, it seems that it was not aimed at him.

"That... Sister Vina, I have a medicine..."

After realizing this, Qiao Wen swallowed and stretched out his hand to his waist, then slightly lifted the hem of his clothes, exposing the wound on his abdomen in front of Vina.

Since the medicine was changed last night, although the powder on the wound has become a lot transparent, there is still coloring, and it is easy to tell the interval of the last dressing change.

"..."

Seeing this scene, her gaze stayed close to Qiao Wen’s wound, and after confirming that the powder on it was probably changed from one to two o’clock last night, Vina was taken aback for a while, the expression on her face looked a little bit. accident.

"…Humph."

Then, with a soft snort confided from her mouth, the murderous intent in her eyes finally faded.

'call……'

After realizing this, Qiao Wen also let out a sigh of relief.

Although it was not very clear what happened, he could clearly feel that the murderous intent that had just been shrouded by Vina...is not a joke.

"Al, sister will check your wound at this time every day from now on. Can you understand the meaning of this sentence?"

At this moment, Vina paused for a while, stabilized again, and the voice that became less dangerous came into Qiao Wen's mind.

"...Yes, I understand..."

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen obviously realized something, and while nodding his head obediently, the expression on his face became slightly stiff.

However, in the next moment, Vina, who was leaning on the armrest beside him, seemed to know what he was thinking, raised her hands, held his face, and gently turned towards herself.

"Sister, it doesn't matter how much medicine you take at a time, but... if you don't have enough, tell me, understand?"

With eyes facing each other, the rather cold-sounding voice confided from the mouth again. For some reason, the words spoken from the mouth were quite strong, but at this time, the expression on Vina's face fell in Qiao Wen's eyes. Already falling to the extreme, those dark eyes shook slightly, lips pressed tightly, it seemed as if they were trying their best to endure a certain emotion——

"..."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen seemed to be vaguely aware of something at this moment.

In the next moment, a feeling that impressed him quite deeply, as if his heart had been squeezed hard by something, came to his heart again.