God of Sprint

Chapter 889 Jingtian saw Dilireba’s scars!

Zhao Yun was holding Dilireba's calf in his hand and applying medicine to it. He inadvertently saw the clear bruise at the base of Dilireba's thigh. He thought it was caused by her fall and didn't take it seriously!

"Wait for Sister Jingtian to come back and ask her to apply medicine to the bruises."

Dilireba blushed and hummed.

Zhao Yun looked at her and smiled, then put down her calf which had been coated with medicine.

After a while, Jingtian came out of the shower. She threw her hair back and said with a smile, "Have you applied the medicine?"

"I've taken care of her calves, you can apply it on the rest of her body!"

Jing Tian immediately understood that there were some places that were inconvenient for Zhao Yun. "Okay! Let's go, Reba, let's go to the inner room and I'll apply medicine for you."

Dilireba nodded!

Jing Tian reached out his hand and led her to the inner room. After a few steps, she suddenly turned back and said to Zhao Yun, "Go get a room for Reba!"

Zhao Yun nodded, went back to his room, called the front desk, and asked them to book a luxury suite for him.

...

Back room!

Jingtian widened his eyes, staring in disbelief at the shocking bruise on the base of Dilireba's thigh that was exposed when she lifted up her pajamas, and a strong shock surged in his heart.

"How did you do this?" Jingtian asked with concern, his voice trembling slightly.

However, Dilireba lowered her head, her eyes flickering, and she seemed to find it difficult to speak.

"Oh, it's just... I fell accidentally!" Dilireba answered casually, but her unnatural tone and evasive eyes had already betrayed her.

How could Jing Tian not see that she was lying? He sighed helplessly, silently picked up the potion beside him, and gently unscrewed the cap.

Then, he carefully poured the medicine onto a piece of clean gauze and slowly approached Direba's wound.

When Jingtian was gently wiping the bruises on the base of Direba's thigh, his hand suddenly stopped.

Because he was surprised to find that this bruise was just the tip of the iceberg - Dilireba's back and buttocks were covered with bruises of varying sizes, some of which were even dark purple.

Seeing these scars, even if Jingtian was heartless, he now understood: this was definitely not caused by a simple fall, but someone had inflicted violence on her.

He never thought that such a beautiful woman in front of him would suffer such serious injuries.

His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, his eyes instantly became moist, and tears blurred his vision.

"Just bear with it..." Jing Tian suppressed his grief and comforted Direba softly, while his hands moved more gently, fearing that he would bring her more pain. Every time he touched those bruises, it was as if he was stabbing his heart.

However, even though Jingtian was so cautious and treading on thin ice in handling every move, Dilireba still kept her brows tightly furrowed. The piercing pain made her body tremble involuntarily, and painful groans came out of her mouth from time to time.

After finally applying the medicine evenly to all the wounds on Dilireba's body, Dilireba stood up slowly while enduring the severe pain, and then put on the loose pajamas carefully with a little difficulty.

Then, she looked at Jing Tian with gratitude and said softly, "Sister Jing Tian! Thank you so much! If you hadn't helped me treat the wound in time, I don't know what to do."

Jing Tian shook his head gently when he heard this, looking at her with tenderness and concern, and responded softly: "Don't be polite to me. It's just..."

Jingtian looked at Dilireba and said, "You don't even have a decent piece of clothing to wear when you go out. Our heights are almost the same. If you don't mind, why don't you put on my clothes first?"

When Dilireba heard this, she felt a surge of warmth in her heart and quickly replied, "How could I dislike it? I am so grateful to you for your care and help, Sister Jingtian!"

Jingtian smiled and said, "Okay, let's go! I'll pick out some suitable clothes for you." As soon as he finished speaking, Jingtian turned aside, took his large suitcase full of clothes, placed it gently on the ground, and then skillfully opened the lid.

In an instant, the box was filled with a dazzling array of new clothes and exquisite shoes. All the clothes were famous brands. The sweaters were from the top-notch works of the famous Italian luxury brand Versace; the pants were all classic styles from the French fashion giant Dior; and the shoes on their feet were all carefully crafted by another famous Italian luxury brand Gucci.

It is worth mentioning that even Jingtian himself has never worn these beautiful clothes and shoes!

She picked out a set of carefully matched clothes, then walked to Dilireba with a smile and handed it to her gently: "Come, try this dress on, you can wear it for now!"

Dilireba took the clothes with some surprise, and her eyes immediately fell on the brand logo of the clothes. She couldn't help but look shy and whispered: "Oh, how can this be called making do? These are all well-known big brands! Just looking at the quality and design, these clothes must cost hundreds of thousands!"

Jing Tian couldn't help laughing when she heard that. She reached out and gently patted Dilireba's shoulder, comforting her: "It's not that expensive! Just wear it with confidence and don't worry too much about the price." As she said that, she stuffed the clothes into Dilireba's arms without saying a word.

Dilireba held the clothes hesitantly, and said with a guilty conscience: "But if I wear your clothes, what will you wear?"

Jing Tian waved his hand and replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, I have other clothes to wear. Besides, we are leaving here tomorrow, I can go out and buy some."

Hearing this, Dilireba was slightly startled, and then asked: "Are you leaving tomorrow? Will Mr. Zhao go with you?"

Jing Tian nodded and answered affirmatively: "Yes, we will go together. This time we are going to Anhui to participate in the National Opera Festival!"

After hearing this, Dilireba suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss. She lowered her head silently and responded softly, "Oh..." with a hint of melancholy in her voice.

"Zhao Yun has already booked a room for you! You are too tired today, go back to your room and have a good rest and don't think about any messy things!"

"Yes! Thank you, Sister Jingtian. I am really sorry to bother you this time! I am so sorry to bother you so much!"

"Okay, it's okay! Just tell me if you have anything to say!" Jing Tian said with a smile, then picked up his phone and called Zhao Yun. "Which room did you book for Reba... 1702... OK, come over and take her there!"