The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 549 Despair (one more)

  Song Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth: "Don't do stupid things."

   Shen Yijia's eyes were red, and she said anxiously: "They said that my blood can cure the plague, and I can cure you."

   She had denied many times, but at this moment she only hoped that those people were right.

  Otherwise, she really doesn't know what to do!

   "No!" Song Jingchen straightened his expression, gritted his teeth and propped himself up, leaned over to take the dagger from her hand, and threw it outside.

  Bangdang~ The dagger could have landed no more than two steps away from the bed.

   Just such a simple action has consumed all his strength.

   He lay back weakly on his back, coughing intermittently from his throat.

   Shen Yijia's heart tightened, and in a panic, she went to pick up the dagger, but Song Jingchen grabbed her hand again.

   "Xiang Gong?" She looked back at him blankly.

  Song Jingchen said: "No."

   He didn't use much strength, Shen Yijia could easily break free, but when she met his extremely firm eyes, she seemed to be relieved.

   Shen Yijia almost begged: "Master, would you let me try it?"

   Afraid of his soft heart, Song Jingchen closed his eyes and dared not look at her: "You forgot what I told you, if you can't save everyone, you can't save them."

   It is not yet certain whether the blood of this girl is really useful, and those people dare to do such evil things as splashing blood. If her blood really cured him, how could they pass up this chance to live?

   At that time, everyone will force her to lie on top of her to **** blood.

  Shen Yijia quickly shook his head: "I know what you are worried about, I don't care about others, I only save you."

  Song Jingchen sighed: "The Queen Mother Zhou also contracted the plague."

   Xuanyuan Qi would be the first to say no to that. If there is King Jing'an again, can he really ignore the life and death of his own mother?

"Then save her one more. I'm in good health and have a lot of blood... I never told you that in my previous life, I was locked in a place as long as I can remember, and those people would come to pump me every once in a while. Blood, but don't you think I'm still alive? I'm not afraid of pain..."

  Shen Yijia eagerly wanted to convince Song Jingchen, but she had no idea how much of a turbulence her words made in the hearts of those who heard it.

   Xuanyuan Ziming didn't know what a past life was, but he understood the key.

  Comparing with the much-loved Xuanyuan Ye, he couldn't tell what he felt for a while, but it was very uncomfortable.

   He is still like this, let alone Ji Luo, she only felt some explosion in her head, which made her dizzy.

  These, I have never heard Jiajia mention them...

   Ji Luo staggered and took a step back.

The words    imprisoned and blood draw kept echoing in her mind, she covered her mouth tightly, she couldn't imagine how her daughter survived the ten years in another world.

   Xuanyuan Ce's eyes were also red, and he noticed that the breathing of the person beside him suddenly became heavy, and he worriedly called: "Aluo~"

   "Don't call me!" Ji Lok roared in a low voice, the hatred in his eyes was like reality.

  It's a pity that Xuanyuance couldn't see it.

   "Xuanyuance, if you dare to ask my daughter to save your mother and the people of your Xuanyuan country, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."

   At this moment, she hated, not only Xuanyuan Ce, but herself.

  Her daughters suffered from childhood, but she never blamed them.

  Her daughter, how can her daughter be so good!

   Such a good daughter, she didn't even hug her well!

   The guilt churned in Ji Luo's heart, making her breathless.

   The one who was also so distressed was Song Jingchen. His eyes became scarlet in an instant, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly tightened the hand holding Shen Yijia, and his chest heaved violently.

   "Mr. Xianggong!" Shen Yijia was taken aback by his appearance, and panicked to help him smooth: "Mr. Xianggong, what's wrong with you?"

  Song Jingchen opened his eyes with difficulty: "...Don't let blood, no one can hurt you..."

   After saying a sentence intermittently, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

   "Okay, okay, I promise you, I won't bleed..." Shen Yijia responded with a trembling voice, shaking her hands to wipe the blood on his face, but it seemed that the blood could never be wiped off.

   She panicked completely, and called out in horror: "Someone, come quickly..."

  bang~ The door was pushed open.

   Ji Luo walked in, saw the situation in the room, quickly put away the chaotic emotions in his heart, stepped forward to check Song Jingchen's pulse, and then took out the silver needle.

   One stitch, two stitches, three stitches...

   After more than ten stitches, Song Jingchen's situation stabilized a little.

   "Xianggong, how do you feel..."

   Before Ji Luo closed the needle, Shen Yijia didn't dare to make any sound at all.

  Song Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and noticed the panic in Shen Yijia's eyes, his face was full of distress: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine..."

   "I'm not afraid, I know you're not willing to make me sad, and for me, you'll be fine."

  Song Jingchen let out a smile, turned his head to look at the person who was blocked by San Wan and Mo Yuan, took a breath, and said unsteadily: "Remember what you promised me, don't do stupid things."

   He said this to Shen Yijia, and also to Xuanyuan Ce and Xuanyuan Ziming on purpose.

  Shen Yijia clenched her fists, closed her eyes and said, "I remember, I will listen to you."

   Hearing her promise, Song Jingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief, unable to hold back any longer, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

  Shen Yijia was stunned for a while, and wiped the blood off his face with his sleeves.

   After wiping, her hands and cuffs were already covered with blood, just as Ji Luo was about to remind, Shen Yijia got off the bed by herself.

   "I'm going to wash my hands, I can't let Xianggong worry." After that, Shen Yijia walked out of the room like a wandering soul.

   Seeing her like this, everyone present felt uncomfortable, and Ji Luo couldn't help but almost burst into tears.

   She took a deep breath: "I'm going to the pharmacy, 30,000 you are here to watch, come and find me in time."

   "Mo Yuan, see you off."

   The guests here also include Xuanyuan Ce.

  Xuanyuan Ce has no gimmicks for the first time ever to stay.

   He followed Xuanyuan Ziming out the door.

   "Uncle, nephew, let's take you back to the palace first." Xuanyuan Ziming handed a prescription to Xiao Zhuzi, and ordered, "Send this prescription to the imperial physician."

   This recipe was originally given to him by Ji Luo when he was in the main room.

   "Ming'er." Xuanyuan Ce called to him.

   Suddenly calling himself this, Xuanyuan Ziming still felt a little uncomfortable, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, Uncle, my nephew understands that Sister Jiajia's blood is useless against the plague."

   Brother Song would rather die than let Jiajia try it, didn't he just think about the possibility of them letting Jiajia use blood to save people?

   Xuanyuan Ce sighed: "You don't have to send me off, I'll go to the palace to see your imperial grandmother, you can do it yourself."

   While the two of them were talking, Chu Feng had already driven the carriage over. Xuanyuan Ziming saw this and did not insist any longer.

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   (please ask for a monthly ticket oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! There is still at night!)

   (end of this chapter)