??32: Chapter 32 Su Yuan Is Actually Not Dead
32: Chapter 32 Su Yuan Is Actually Not Dead
Prince Residence.
“Princess Consort, Princess Consort.” When Ruolan saw Chu Baihan return, she hurried over, her eyes red and swollen like a rabbit’s.
Chu Baihan quickly patted her on the back, “I’m fine, don’t worry.
Go to my guest room, move all the silver needles and dicine over.”
“Princess Consort, you’re injured?”
“Suffered so internal injuries,” Chu Baihan said softly.
The wounds on her arms and legs were minor, but the internal injury was severe.
Her organs still hurt when pressed and after holding on throughout the journey, her steps had beco a bit unsteady.
However, she needed the silver needles not for herself.
“Ziyi, summon Doctor Wei.” Yan Lin spoke sternly at this mont.
“Why didn’t you tell
about your internal injuries?” he asked Chu Baihan, clenching his fists.
She must have been in so much discomfort the entire night.
“It’s, it’s bearable.
I was often injured as a child; I can withstand this much pain,” Chu Baihan replied in a soft voice, a frown on her face.
“Chu Baihan, if you don’t cherish your body, I still…”
Yan Lin was almost about to say sothing out of anger.
“Prince, what’s wrong with you?” Chu Baihan looked at him, puzzled.
“If you don’t take care of yourself, who will detoxify
in the future?” Yan Lin looked away and rebuked with awkwardness.
It turned out, he was just worried that if sothing happened to her, he would have no one to detoxify him.
With this thought, Chu Baihan’s heart sank slowly, and her expression turned sowhat downcast.
Soon, Wei Jia ca running over, his clothes disheveled, carrying a dicine box.
“Prince, how is your condition?” he asked with worry.
The Prince’s health really couldn’t be trifled with!
“I am unhard.
First, see to the Princess Consort,” Yan Lin said with a frown.
The Princess Consort?
“Oh, right, right away,” Wei Jia ca to his senses and hurriedly walked towards Chu Baihan.
Chu Baihan didn’t pretend to be strong; she sat down and then rolled up her sleeves, extending her arm.
“Hiss…”
When they saw the various cuts and bruises on Chu Baihan’s fair arm, many in the room gasped in shock.
With so many wounds, how could a delicate woman like her have endured the journey?
Yan Lin couldn’t see these things clearly, but when he heard everyone gasping, his face gradually turned colder.
The Su Family deserved to die.
Just then, Ruolan ca with lots of dicine.
“Princess Consort, do you have any dicine for wounds?” Wei Jia asked Chu Baihan.
He had absolute faith in Chu Baihan’s dical skills, so he thought it would be better to use her dicine.
“Ruolan, bring
the blue and white bottles,” Chu Baihan instructed Ruolan.
“Yes, Princess Consort.”
Ruolan quickly found the two bottles and brought them over.
Chu Baihan took the bottles, opened the white one, and swallowed all the dicine inside; it was for treating internal injuries.
After taking the dicine, she finally felt her breath ease a bit.
Next was the external injury.
“I will apply the dicine to you.” At this mont, Yan Lin spoke seriously.
As these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into silence, and everyone’s expressions were indescribably subtle.
Ziyi and Ziwu among others thought to themselves, the Princess Consort was truly different in the Prince’s heart; he was actually going to apply dicine to her himself.
If this were soone else, they wouldn’t dare imagine such a scenario.
It seed that the day when the Prince Residence had a true mistress was getting closer and closer.
Chu Baihan didn’t have as many thoughts in her mind.
She had only one question, “Prince, can you even see?”
At these words, Yan Lin’s body stiffened, and his gaze flickered fiercely.
“Princess Consort, the truth is the Prince’s eyes…” Ziwu started saying that the Prince’s eyesight had slightly recovered.
But before he could finish his sentence, Yan Lin coldly interrupted him: “Ziwu!”
With just two words, Ziwu instantly understood.
He bowed his head, saying no more.
Yet in his mind, he still couldn’t understand why the Prince, whose eyes were gradually improving, chose to conceal it from the Princess Consort.
Chu Baihan didn’t suspect anything, and she gave Ruolan a look; the latter ran over to apply the dicine to her.
Once both arms were covered in ointnt, she stood up.
“Prince, let
check your injuries,” she said softly.
It turned out; she had sent Ruolan to fetch the silver needles for him.
Yan Lin’s furrowed brows relaxed, he remained silent but let her pull him to sit down.
Since his wounds had already been treated in the cave, his condition wasn’t too bad.
After she stitched up his wounds and applied the ointnt, Chu Baihan’s heart finally settled completely.
Wei Jia watched from the side, his eyes shining.
So, wounds could be stitched up after all.
The action of the Princess Consort was indeed unheard of.
Just as he was thinking of asking Chu Baihan for advice, a guard rushed in from outside to report.
“Prince, we were a step behind at the Su Residence and they found Su Yuan.
He has now been taken back to Guangming Hall.”
“Is he still alive?” Chu Baihan asked, her face grave.
“To answer the Princess Consort, it’s said that when he was found, he had already fainted and was left with only a breath.
They summoned all the doctors to Guangming Hall to try to save Su Yuan,” the guard continued to report.
“Prince, did you silence all the Su Family guards in the mountains last night?” Chu Baihan turned and asked Yan Lin.
“Mhm.”
“That ans, no one knows who is responsible for Su Yuan’s condition except…
the person behind the scenes,” Chu Baihan said coldly.
She always felt that Su Yuan couldn’t have recognized her suddenly; soone must have tipped him off.
She was determined to catch that person.
“Since they are looking for soone to save Su Yuan, how could I, the Princess Consort, not go?” she spoke softly and then quickly walked outside.
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