Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Chapter 907 Miaojiang Youth X Black-bellied Prince 19

"Go buy some medicine for you. Such a deep wound will get inflamed if you don't apply medicine."

"It's so late now, the pharmacy has long been closed."

"Then what to do."

Although Song An didn't really want to apply the medicine, he compromised when he saw that Shen Xi looked like he couldn't sleep without applying the medicine.

"I'll go buy it. Will Xixi wait for me at home?"

"Ok."

But after he went out, he just stood there and waited for a while.

Then he quietly closed the door and came back, got the medicine from other room and then returned to his room.

Shen Xi was still waiting for him in the room. He thought it would take a long time, but unexpectedly, Song An came back with the medicine in just a few minutes.

"So fast? I didn't see any pharmacy nearby when I went out for a walk."

Song An saw his confusion.

“I run faster.”

Shen Xi was a little unconvinced, but Song An didn't give him a chance to doubt. He walked straight forward and placed his injured left hand in front of him.

He didn't even wash his hands, and now the blood has dried on them, which looks pretty scary.

"Didn't you even think of wiping it off?"

I didn't feel any pain at all just now. When Song An went out to find medicine, he was only thinking about not letting Shen Xi know that he had just lied to him, so he didn't care about the wound on his hand.

"Then I'll go out and wash up."

Song An stood up and was about to go out, but Shen Xi stood up before him.

"You take a rest first, I'll be there."

Shen Xi has been gone for quite a while, is Song An still afraid of something happening?

Just when I was about to get up and look for him, Shen Xi came in with hot water.

"Why are you standing up? Sit down."

"You were gone for so long, I thought something happened to you."

Shen Xi put the hot water on a chair nearby and teased him with a smile: "What could possibly go wrong in your own home?"

Shen Xi took the towel out of the hot water, wrung out the water, raised his hand, and wiped it slowly.

The bloodstains on the back of his hand were slowly wiped away, and the water in the basin gradually turned deep red.

After cleaning the wound, Shen Xi opened the bottle of medicine powder he had brought and slowly sprinkled the light yellow powder on his hands.

Although it didn't hurt just now, it still hurts a little now when the medicine powder is sprinkled on me.

Song An's hand shrank uncontrollably.

"You said it doesn't hurt, so why are you hiding?"

Song An was very smart and would not refute him at this time.

He slowly approached Shen Xi, and his tone softened: "I was just joking, it hurts... it hurts so much.

Xixi, can you blow it for me?"

Shen Xi glared at him unhappily.

"What are you blowing now? If you don't blow, all the powder will be blown away."

Although his tone was angry, his hand movements gradually became lighter.

After applying the medicine powder, Shen Xi took a white gauze strip and slowly bandaged his wound.

"Just bear with it if it hurts, don't scream out it's annoying."

Shen Xi was always gentle in front of him and rarely looked angry, which Song An found quite fresh.

He did not refute, but hugged Shen Xi who was packing his things.

"But I'm in pain now, what should I do?"

As he spoke, he leaned forward and leaned on Shen Xi's shoulder.

There is a hint of coquettishness in the tone.

"Xixi, please feel pain for me?"

When Shen Xi woke up the next day, Song An was indeed gone.

"Wangcai, bring up the projection of the palace for me. I want to see it."

Song An was lying on the bed in the East Palace, looking seriously injured.

Qi Siying stayed beside him, wiping the tears falling from his face with a handkerchief.

"You just came back, why did something happen again?"

Song An coughed a few times, pretending to be very weak: "Maybe my position is annoying to others?"

"You are the prince, who can bother you?"

Before Song Tiancheng arrived, the voice passed through the hall and reached the ears of the two men.

But his words also had a clear instructional meaning. After all, wasn't Song Henglin the only person in the world who was annoyed by Song An?

Although Song Tiancheng cared about him, he was not happy that Song An pointed out his own brother without any evidence.

After all, the person he loved the most was Song An. He quickened his pace and came to Song An.

"Don't worry, An'er. Father has already sent people from the Dali Temple to investigate thoroughly. We will definitely not let you suffer humiliation in vain."

Song An didn't want to wait that long. He wanted to bring Shen Xi back to the palace as soon as possible, and before that all dangers had to be cleared.

"There is no need to trouble the people from the Dali Temple, and we subdued the assassin during the fight yesterday.

We have caught him, and we will get the result with just a little interrogation."

Qi Siying's tense expression finally relaxed.

"That night, there's still no result?"

Song An nodded.

"I have already sent someone to investigate, and there should be a result."

In fact, no. The man in black kept his mouth shut. No matter what kind of torture he used or how much he was threatened or tempted, he would not open his mouth.

But just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean that we can't find the person.

Song Tiancheng's expression gradually relaxed.

Although he hated the fact that they brothers were fighting for the throne, he couldn't help but suspect Song Heng.

He looked at the injuries on Song An's body again, and thought of his disappearance for half a year.

He was silent for a moment and put his hand on Song An's shoulder.

"Don't worry, An'er. No matter who the culprit is, Father will seek justice for you."

The conversation on the left also reached Song Heng's ears through Song Heng's spies.

This spy was the guard who had given him advice before, and the guard continued to seduce him.

“Your Highness, that man has already failed, and the news has not yet reached the ears of the Emperor.

I think we should send someone to kill him directly in the prison now."

Song Heng was still a little hesitant. After all, he knew that the truth had not yet come out. If he acted rashly, he would inevitably become the target of public criticism.

But his worries were quickly dispelled by the person in front of him.

"Your Highness, if you don't take action now, wait until the guard speaks tomorrow. Your Highness, do you think you can still stay out of this situation?

Besides, the killer was introduced by someone in the underworld, so it is hard to guarantee that he would expose you, Your Highness, for the sake of his own life!"

The guard was dressed very similarly, and every word he said seemed to be for Song Heng's benefit.

Song Heng's worries were successfully dispelled by his words.

"Then I'll assign this task to you. I'll reward you handsomely after you succeed."

The guard had a sly smile on his face, and he was afraid that Song Heng would not choose him.

If he sent other people, it would be difficult to control the progress of the task. If he let himself go, he would be caught easily and then pretend to give Song Heng away, and then he would succeed.

However, Song Heng did not pay attention to the cunning in the guard's eyes. He was worried that his plan to send someone to assassinate him would be exposed.