The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

On the other side, Shen Yijia just carried Song Jingchen back to the room. Bizhu, the maid next to Li, walked in with two sets of filial piety clothes.

Apart from being startled when she saw Shen Yijia's face at first, Bi Zhu was now able to face it calmly.

He saluted Shen Yijia, "Young Madam, this is what Madam asked the servant to bring to be replaced by Young Madam."

Looking at the clothes, Shen Yijia didn't object, she tilted her head and said, "I want to take a bath first, can you fetch me some water first?"

This body didn't know how long it took to take a bath, and Shen Yijia smelled a whiff of it.

I just smeared blood all over again, the smell really shouldn't be too good, even someone like Shen Yijia who doesn't pay attention can't stand it.

"Slave, I'm going to ask someone to fetch water and bring it here." Said that, the person had already arrived outside the house.

It didn't take long for her to wait, and soon someone carried the water to the bathroom next door.

Shen Yijia glanced at Song Jingchen who had not woken up on the bed, tilted her head and thought about it, but walked over to condense two drops of spiritual liquid and fed it into his mouth.

I comforted myself silently in my heart, not distressed or distressed, the husband is his own, and he will be gone when he dies.

This husband looks so good-looking, she doesn't plan to change for the time being.

The bathroom had already been filled with water, and a large tub was still steaming hot.

Shen Yijia was amazed at the sight, this dynamic...

It wasn't until now that she saw herself from the water that Shen Yijia was horrified. He forgot to take off his clothes, and he buried himself in the water with a plop.

Oh, who is this monster in the water?

Her body was really dirty, and it was half an hour after she washed it out.

His face was cleansed, revealing his original appearance.

Xu is malnourished all the year round, and his small face is only the size of a palm. Fortunately, the facial features are exquisite, but she is also a delicate and agile beauty.

Xu was washing his face for too long, his face was flushed, and under his brows were eyes that looked like clear water, clean and agile as if he could speak.

The maid who had been waiting outside the door was amazed.

After reacting, he quickly lowered his head and dared not look again.

When Shen Yijia returned to the room, Uncle Yang brought the doctor with him and was scrubbing Song Jingchen and changing his clothes.

If it took so long to find a doctor in the past, one by one will come.

Unlike now, they don't dare to come one by one, for fear of getting into trouble.

Really cool world.

Song Jingchen had been injured for too long, and the dried blood had already made his clothes and flesh stick together.

Uncle Yang had no choice but to bring a pair of scissors and cut his clothes piece by piece.

Although he was careful enough, every time he tore off a piece of clothing, the wound would continue to bleed.

Shen Yijia, who was watching from the side, was terrified and swallowed the sentence that had come into her mouth.

After scrubbing him, the crisscross wounds on Song Jingchen's body were revealed.

The most serious ones are the welt marks and legs that can be seen deep in the back. There are also many wounds in other places, but compared to these two places, they are completely negligible.

Shen Yijia stood aside, frowning more and more tightly. How painful this is!

The doctor made a rough inspection and sighed: "The son of the world is safe, and the wound on the back can be cured with a little gold sore medicine. It's just that there may be scars in the future..."

Having said that, he paused before continuing: "The trouble is with this leg, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up again in the future!"

Shen Yijia was silent, and subconsciously pinched her fingers without saying anything.

After giving Song Jingchen the medicine, Shen Yijia was left alone in the room.

Going to the bedside and looking at Song Jingchen's face that was so good to see, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and poked, and muttered, "It's time to wake up!"