Sick Prince Rescue Plan

After all, King Annan is a mature middle-aged man. He doesn't speak and do things like Jun Yujue did. His feelings are closed and implicit.

Only one pair of eyes was filled with tenderness and concern, "Qiong'er has suffered. It is the father who did not take care of you."

He looked at Jun Yuwan Qing's little face with some self-blame, and then thought about the youngest son at home. He suddenly felt that he still lacked exercise. Going back, he should increase the training intensity for that little thing.

Look at his sister's thin chin. What does he look like when he is chubby?

Jun Yuwan raised her head, enduring sleepiness and said: "I'm fine, Father, this time is an accident. I usually have a very good life. Your Royal Highness takes care of me very much."

When Jun Heng heard her say this, he just nodded and didn't say much. There was originally a lot to say. After all, the father and daughter hadn't seen each other for so long, but seeing her sleepy and nodded, Jun Heng felt distressed again.

"Okay, let's talk about it afterwards, now it's time to drink the medicine."

Su Qiancheng just boiled the medicine and walked in with the steaming medicine bowl.

Seeing a few people in the room, he just nodded.

Jun Heng and Jun Yujue stepped aside, Su Qiancheng sat down by the bed with the medicine bowl, and sent the bowl forward, "Drink while it's hot."

He lowered his head and saw the black blood on the ground, and his eyebrows were loosened, "You have discharged a part of the remaining poison. After that, you still have to take care of it. The medicine I prescribed this time has the effect of helping sleep. For a long time, you may be I spent it in my sleep, but this way the wound healed faster, and you would suffer less sin."

Jun Yuwan stretched out her hand to take the medicine bowl, Xiao Jinshao frowned and took a step forward, and she took it one step faster, "She hurts her heart again. If she touches her heart, she will get a wound. Let me do it."

He squatted down, completely ignoring that there were so many people watching, holding the bowl and blowing himself.

Feeling that the temperature is about to reach Jun Yuwan's lips.

Jun Yuwan raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, then raised her head to meet the meaningful look of the father behind, without saying anything, and opened her mouth to drink.

At the end of drinking, the medicine became more and more bitter.

When the bowl of medicine reached the bottom, Jun Yuwan wanted to pull her face together, "Ahem...Uncle, are you too bitter?"

The bitterness of her tears came out.

Xiao Jinshao took out a veil from her arms and gently wiped her lips, wiped off the excess concoction, and whispered: "The good medicine is bitter, please bear with me. When I return to the city tomorrow, I will let you Go buy some preserves and come back."

Upon hearing this, Jun Yuwan was greatly moved, and her eyes were filled with tears, "His Royal Highness, you are so kind."

Su Qiancheng, who was sitting next to the bed, was unhappy, and snorted coldly, "Heh, just buy a candied fruit? What about me? Give you bitter medicine, isn't it bad?"

Jun Yuwan: "...Ah, haha, where can I be? My uncle loves me the most. Let's do that. When the preserves are bought, I'll share half of you. What do you think?"

Su Qiancheng pouted his lips and snatched the bowl from Xiao Jinshao's hand, "Not very good."

He went out carrying the bowl. There is still something on Jun Heng's side and he didn't leave much. "Qioner, take a good rest. Don't move around at night. Be careful to press the wound. The turtle grandson of King Ruyang fled to the other side of the river, father. Go chasing him, and when things are up here, I'll talk to you well."

Jun Yuwan nodded slightly: "I understand, Father, go quickly, and you must help me out of this bad breath!"

Jun Heng nodded: "The father is gone."