When Zisang walked into the study, he couldn't help but gasp. Jin Yuanbao knelt straight on the ground, his blood-stained body as if it was a pillar.

The clothes on the back had been thorned and were scattered one by one and hung on the body. The rolled flesh inside was shocking. The fat man didn't feel any pain at all, and he knelt more energetic than anyone else. However, his eyes were a little loose, and his hands hanging beside him were slightly shaking, revealing his master's weakness.

"Fatty, are you getting water in your brain or your nerves reversal?" These are the words her girl was so angry that she often cursed. Zi Sang learned to use it on Jin Yuanbao.

The golden ingot, which was originally extremely distressed, immediately gathered the scattered light in Zhang Chang's eyes, and Ming Zhanzhan looked at Zisang: "You... are you here?"

Although his tone is not as clear as before, it is filled with a hint of surprise.

"I'll see if you're dead?" Zisang's eyes were already red, but his mouth was very stubborn.

"You're not dead, are you disappointed?" Jin Yuanbao grinned, and the dimples on his lips were faintly visible.

"Of course I'm disappointed. A stupid person like you should die early. Don't waste the medicinal materials." While saying that, he shook his hands and touched the wound that was stuck to the clothes on Yuanbao's arm. When he was about to touch, Yuanbao snorted, Zisang trembled his hand and did not dare to touch it. He asked nervously: "Is it painful?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yuanbao's smile became brighter: "It hurts, but once you touch it, it won't hurt. You touch it." As he said that, he deliberately shrugged at Zisang.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot, it's not painful to be injured like this? I've never seen a stupid person like you." Zisang's tears finally couldn't help it, and quietly slid down on the back of Jin Yuanbao's hand. He felt as if he had been burned. His body was shocked, and his eyes were full of tenderness that could not be dissolved. "Don't cry, it really hurts. I'm a fat man, with dry skin and thick flesh. This injury is nothing."

"Get up, go back to cure your injuries." Zi Sang said angrily with a cold face.

"No, I did something wrong and I should be punished." Jin Yuanbao twisted his neck and said in a muffled tone.

"Even if you want to be punished, you should recover your injuries and then punish them. You are not that unreasonable person, so get up." Zi Sang advised with kind words.

"No, you go, the military orders are like a mountain, and I will never leave without permission." Unexpectedly, Yuanbao was also a tough guy and his tone became stiff.

"Okay, I don't care about you anymore. You are seeking death by yourself. What does it have to do with me?" Zi Sang also got angry and stomped his feet.

Turning around and running out.

Jin Yuanbao looked back with his eyes, but did not get up.

Zisang actually acted like this, just to make him surrender. Unexpectedly, Yuanbao just looked at her, but he didn't compromise. He stomped his feet in anger and scolded, "Go to die." This time he really ran out.

Yuanbao smiled helplessly, his body was straight, and he knelt again.

Soon, the door was pushed open and Yuanbao didn't even raise his eyelids, but he heard the person squatting beside him, his slender hands tremblingly unbuttoned his wind buckle. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zisang.

"You..." He lowered his eyes and saw a basin of hot water rising from the fog. Jin Yuanbao's eyes smiled like Yueya.

When Yuanrong went in, he saw Zisang bandaging Yuanbao.
Chapter completed!