Not OK yet

Halfway through the way, there was a sound of footsteps behind me.

Malan turned around and saw that it was Qin Zhi who chased him. He asked unexpectedly: "Is the chat so soon?"

Then he ignored him and walked forward.

Two steps later Qin Zhi was standing side by side with her and suddenly asked, "Are you angry?"

Malan knew what he was asking.

Hongdou poured her wine.

Mrs. Hou's intention was obvious, but she wanted Hongdou to be his concubine.

Fortunately, she has prepared gifts for everyone.

She was still alive and wanted to take a concubine to her man.

Doesn't he feel pain?

Malan bent down, took the bandage carefully under the light, and asked him casually: "I will go to the palace today, so the imperial physician will see it."

“Where has been injured?”

Isn't it just a purse?

Really...

Qin Zhi even said this, so he didn't urge her again. The two of them wiped their shoulders and returned to the house. Qin Zhi took off his coat, and Malan consciously stepped forward to change the medicine for him.

"ah?"

Malan's eyelids twitched.

She just prepared for him, and before she could think about it, she heard Qin Zhi say again.

Before Malan could answer, Qin Zhi directly extended his hand to her: "Where is my gift."

Malan was so angry that she gritted her teeth. The other party was Qin Zhihuan's mother, so she could only knock her teeth and swallow them.

She embroidered it, embroidered it for him...

Malan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shook her head and said, "What's the use of saying it? Apart from having one more person to worry about, it cannot solve the problem. The adults know it."

"I guess what my wife has prepared for me must be the purse I embroidered."

She discovered it herself.

His own powder must be useless.

After saying that, he muttered softly: "I was injured, and I have never told my mother..."

Once she found out that she was injured, she would have to hold him and cry for a long time.

This time, I also wanted to refuse, but as soon as I saw Qin Zhi's eyes still looking forward to it, I agreed.

Malan took the bandage apart. Seeing that the wound was still the same as yesterday, she turned around and frowned and asked him, "Have you ever seen the imperial physician today..."

Can a living person still be suffocated to death by urine?

When he turned around, he saw Qin Zhi's dark eyes staring at her tightly. Malan's subordinates eased and wondered if he had hurt him. Then he heard him ask in a low voice: "Where is the injury?"

.”

Turning his head and staring at the black hairs that fell from her shoulders. When the lights shone, it shone like ink. Qin Zhi suddenly asked her softly: "Didn't you tell her mother?"

Therefore, she was afraid that her family would know that she was injured since she was a child.

Qin Zhi always wanted Malan to give him a purse, but Malan never agreed.

Isn't it just a gift?

"I want one, too."

I don’t know if the medicine powder is not effective. It’s been ten days. When she applied medicine to him last night, the wound still had not healed.

Qin Zhi also asked for it openly: "You have prepared gifts for everyone, you can't prepare mine without it."

Qin Zhi hasn't answered yet.

Malan hurriedly interrupted: "It's ready, you're ready, you can wait for two days..."

Only then did Malan understand what he meant. He was naughty since he was a child and suffered more injuries. Malan perfunctorily pointed at him: "Here, here, here, here..."

Malan has long since taken what happened many years ago.

After turning around and wiped the blood stains on Qin Zhi's wound with a cloth towel, he picked up the bottle of medicine. Although it didn't work, there was nothing else now, so he had to go first: "Sir, I must remember to find the doctor tomorrow.

Come back with a bottle of medicine…”

Before Malan could finish speaking, she was suddenly picked up by Qin Zhi.
Chapter completed!