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Chapter 9 Death is the spirit of adults

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    "My lord, as I said last time, Miss Song is fragile and cannot bear it. Your lord should be gentler."

    The doctor¡¯s earnest words of advice made Gu Yanting a little scared when he thought of Song Wan¡¯s terrifying bruises.

    Gu Yanting's face was covered with dark clouds. He raised his eyes and looked at the doctor. He expected that he might not have colluded with Song Wan to deliberately say this. He said dissatisfiedly: "I have already paid attention."

    The doctor wiped his sweat and said: "Miss Song only knows people. Your Excellency has been on the battlefield all year round. He is different from ordinary people. You have to let Miss Song adapt slowly. If you let the girl get the root of the disease, it will be more than you gain."

    Gu Yanting pursed her thin lips into a straight line.

    Song Wan dared to drug him and crawl into his bed. Now she deserves all this. But her body is too delicate, like a porcelain doll. She will be injured if she is not careful. Gu Yanting does not want to change her into a  The diseased rice seedlings bother my eyes all day long.

    After thinking for a while, Gu Yanting said to the doctor: "Prescribe the medicine first."

    The doctor nodded repeatedly. He was a doctor with a benevolent heart and couldn't help but advise Gu Yanting: "Miss Song is less than 20 years old and is still a child. Don't treat her too badly. It's so pitiful."

    Gu Yanting glanced at the doctor. The doctor knew he was talking too much, so he prescribed the medicine and ran away.

    When the room became quiet, Gu Yanting asked his maid to boil the medicine and walked to the bedside with the ointment.

    Song Wan huddled up in a ball under the quilt, her face was pale and dripping with cold sweat. Her endless tears wetted a large area of ??the pillow, like crystal clear snowflakes, beautiful but fragile.

    Perhaps feeling Gu Yanting's aura approaching, Song Wan shrank unconsciously, as if he was extremely afraid of him.

    Gu Yanting thought about it and still felt that he didn't mean to hurt anyone, it was because Song Wan was too squeamish.

    After applying the medicine, Gu Yanting covered Song Wan with the quilt and was about to leave, but his hand was caught and Song Wan's hot cheek was pressed against his palm.

    She was still crying, her eyes were wet, and she shouted aggrievedly and pitifully: "Brother, don't leave."

    Her voice was still mute, and the cry of "brother" sounded softly on Gu Yanting's heart.

    Gu Yanting looked cold and remained in a stalemate for a long time. He finally sat down on the bedside and did not move away.

    Song Wan slept until noon the next day before he woke up. Before his brain started functioning, he heard a sarcastic voice: "I woke up at this time, and I still think I am a rich lady, and I don't even use a mirror to take a good look.  Look at how despicable your face is now."

    The person who spoke was a maid with an oval face. She stood beside the bed with her waist clasped, her face full of dissatisfaction.

    Song Wan remembered her, her name was Yingyue, and all the maids given to her by the palace yesterday listened to her.

    Yingyue came from the palace. Although Song Wan had returned to Gu Yanting, she was still the daughter of a guilty minister. In terms of status, Yingyue's status was higher than Song Wan's.

    Song Wan did not argue with Yingyue. He sat up and rubbed his groggy head. He was about to get out of bed when his body suddenly felt warm.

    Yingyue poured a bowl of medicine onto Song Wan. The medicine was thick and black and smelled bad. Song Wan frowned subconsciously. The sound of the door being pushed open was heard. Yingyue slapped herself hard, knelt on the ground and began to cry and beg.  : "This slave deserves to die. Please spare your life, Miss Song. I beg Miss Song not to let you drive this slave out. This slave is your master's person in life and your ghost in death!"

    Song Wan¡¯s mind was not yet fully awake. The next moment, Gu Yanting walked around the screen. Seeing this scene, he looked at Song Wan solemnly and questioned silently.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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