Now, because she is such a bastard, she gave up the opportunity to leave with Jun Wuhen.
"Yes, you bastard!" She emphasized her tone: "I will pull out the dagger for you first, bandage it briefly, and then go to the imperial doctor to give you medicine."
The dagger was inserted very deep, and if it was not pulled out, the situation would worsen.
Seeing her concern and worry, his heart softened.
Originally, he was determined to die and was unwilling to undergo unnecessary treatment.
However, Yanran has given up everything and only wants to save herself.
Regardless of whether she can remember everything in the past, he cannot be ashamed of her intentions and efforts.
"Don't alert the imperial doctor," he said quickly, "I don't want my father and mother to know about this."
Hearing what he said, Yanran immediately understood what he meant. The prince was so seriously injured in the palace. If word spread, it would definitely affect a large number of people, and she would be the first to bear the brunt.
"There are healing medicines in my house. Just go to Feiyue and get them." His voice was low.
"You mean, heal yourself?" She frowned, her eyes full of worry: "But your injuries are so serious, ordinary medicines are useless."
"I know," he held her hand: "Because the injury is serious, even if the doctor comes, there is nothing he can do. Why don't we try it ourselves?"
Seeing that she still didn't speak, he held her hand again and said, "Even if there is the last glimmer of hope, I will not give up, because" he breathed slightly.
"I won't let Yanran laugh at me for being a coward!"
After hearing his words, she breathed a sigh of relief and finally decided to go find Feiyue.
When I walked out of the room, the rain outside had calmed down a lot.
Although her foot still hurt a little, Xijian Liying had already bandaged it during the day.