Jiang Song shrugged, "If the wound becomes infected and inflamed, or the fever dies, I won't care."
"It's not that easy to die."
Jiang Song was silent, this man was really confident sometimes.
She got some potion and put it on the cotton cloth. She cleaned Xing Sijue's wound first and then applied the medicine.
This series of actions were all completed while sitting on Xing Sijue's lap.
Xing Sijue looked at her serious look, her beautiful eyes only focused on him at the moment, which was completely different from the way she clamored to divorce him and quarreled.
"Okay, have you taken a shower? Remember not to touch the water easily, otherwise the wound will become inflamed again." Jiang Song stood up and cleaned up the desk.
"I didn't take a shower." Xing Sijue said carefully, "Why don't you help me?"
Jiang Song only gave her a big eye roll, "Xing Sijue, you think too well, don't you?"
He also asked her to help him bathe? Aren't you afraid that he would drown while she was bathing him?
"Isn't it possible?" Xing Sijue raised his eyebrows, holding Jiang Song's slender waist with one hand and dragging him back into his arms again.
Jiang Song was really annoyed, why was he always unable to match this man's strength, yet he could easily succeed every time.
She pressed her left hand against the man's approach, her face full of coldness.
"Don't husbands and wives just need to help each other?" Xing Sijue said slowly, leaning against the soft hair on her forehead, "Now it's your turn to help me."
Help me!
Jiang Song wanted to say this, but if he broke up now, it would probably be even more uncomfortable in the next few days.
Therefore, magic can only be defeated with magic.
Jiang Song pursed her red lips and pressed them against Xing Sijue's neck.
Xing Sijue raised his eyebrows, surprised at how this woman suddenly changed, when he heard her speak.
She said coquettishly, "Master Jiu, it's rumored that you don't like women, so why did you change your appearance when you came to my place? Tell me, are you..."
Jiang Song stretched out his fingers and drew circles on him.
"You like me."
As soon as she said this, Xing Sijue fell silent.
He looked at Jiang Song with his eyes, and after a moment of silence he said, "If you think so, that's fine."
Jiang Song smiled and said, "Does Master Jiu mean this? If it's not the case, why do you still have to pester me and not divorce me?"
Xing Sijue frowned, his expression impatient.
"Why are you calling me like this all of a sudden? You are my wife, just call me by your name or husband."
Although everyone outside the house respected him as Master Jiu, he didn't like Jiang Song being called that way.
Jiang Song refused to listen and waved his hand to block it, "Don't change the subject. You said you are so unwilling to divorce me and are so angry that you insist on relying on me. Do you really like me?"
She looked like she was determined to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it today.
Because she could clearly see that when she raised that question just now, Xing Sijue's face visibly sank.
There was silence in the air for a moment, so quiet that the voices between the two people could be clearly heard.
After a long while, Xing Sijue said in a low voice, "You should really be grateful to God for giving you this face."
Jiang Song frowned. She didn't quite understand. It seemed that he had said this when they first got married.
Just when she was about to ask further questions, her computer suddenly sounded two message notifications.
Only then did she remember that there was a message in her mailbox that she had not seen just now.
"Today's medicine has been given. Master Jiu, please come back tomorrow."
Jiang Song stood up, spoke very coldly, and then went out holding the computer.
Xing Sijue stood behind her and smiled inexplicably.
…
Jiang Song returned to his room, turned on his computer, and saw that the email just now had been withdrawn.
Not being able to see the sender or the message, Jiang Song frowned, a little annoyed.
I remembered that if I had not wasted that time, I would have seen the content clearly.
Was that email sent by Wen Ruyan?
Jiang Song clicked on the website and saw two strange messages.
It was probably the one that was sent just now, Jiang Song clicked on it.
It was a strange account, but just by reading the first sentence, Jiang Song knew who he was.
"It seems that Miss Jiang is not interested in her own life experience. I have an expensive order here. I wonder if Jiang Song is willing to take it?"
"Racing car, prize money of 30 million."
This was the person who called her last time and arranged to meet her, saying that he wanted to tell her about her life experience.
I actually contacted her again.
Jiang Song clicked on the dialog box, his fingers flying.
——Your purpose.
Ever since she was a child, she had been homeless and miserable, and she had long since stopped believing that there would be any pie-in-the-sky things.
Especially since her identity has never been exposed, how could the other party know that she is good at racing and invite her?
Look at the screen and the other side will respond instantly.
——Your old friend.
Old friend?
Jiang Song’s old friend or Ximen Song’s old friend?
Obviously, she didn't know.
The other party is hiding it while she is revealing it. If she wants to find out, she must get in touch with the other party.
Moreover, the racing prize money is 30 million, which is like picking up money for her.
——Event, when.
She considered it for a while and then sent it.
——Tomorrow night.
After receiving the message, Jiang Song stopped sending it. She did a small investigation based on the other party's IP address and last phone number.
However, the results of the investigation surprised her.
This person is actually from Thousand Birds Pavilion.
Chidori Pavilion is an organization related to bounty hunters, an organization responsible for investigation and consultation, conveying information, and searching for missing people.
This organization rarely appears in the industry and is quite low-key.
Why did he suddenly take the initiative to find her?
Jiang Song knew that the other party was from Thousand Birds Pavilion, so he relaxed his vigilance.
Although Chidorige is loyal only for money, he never harms people's lives or harms their money.
In this way, Jiang Song became somewhat interested.
Moreover, she is in urgent need of money now. Thirty million is not a small amount for her now.
After quickly confirming the location and time with the other party, Jiang Song fell asleep.
Lying on the bed, she touched her belly, and a strange and special feeling came to her heart.
…
"Master Jiu, why do you think of coming to play with us today?" Gu Yanchen poured a glass of wine and handed it to Xing Sijue.
Seeing that he didn't look good, he asked again, "Hey, what's going on? Is there something going on at home?"
Xing Sijue took the glass and took a sip of sake.
He didn't speak, but Yan Qing spoke.
"I know. Last time I went to see the old man, the old man asked me to persuade him. The person in Master Jiu's family was making trouble with him."
Gu Yanchen frowned and asked, "What's the fuss about?"
"Getting divorced."
"Ah? Is there any woman in this world who wants to divorce Master Jiu? So brave?" Gu Yanchen scratched his head, puzzled.
Yan Qing obviously didn't understand either, so he said, "But if you want to get a divorce, is it really that simple?"
"No." Xing Sijue said firmly, "We will not divorce."