The moment Zhao Changyuan looked over, his eyebrows jumped sharply, but he tried his best to restrain the anger in his eyes.
In the corner pointed by Jiang Feng, there stood a tall and stern figure, but the figure was covered with bloodstains and more than a dozen whip marks!
Even in this situation, that figure is still very proud, and the cold aura exuding from his body still makes people dare not look directly at him.
Gong Yueyue's expression also changed suddenly, but her and Zhao Changyuan's moods were obviously different. Gong Yueyue's pretty face showed a sense of relief.
Because the figure standing in the shadows, who had obviously been whipped, was the man who was competing with Su You. Seeing his appearance, Gong Yueyue knew that his father had not lied to him. The man's injuries were more serious than his father's. too much.
"Mr. Shen, I'll leave this to you." Jiang Feng's lips raised a proud and noble arc, and he didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with punishing his subordinates for their failures.
"First Prince, please rest assured, Shen will do his best to treat you." Zhao Changyuan had a smile on his face and assured Jiang Feng in a deep voice.
"I, the prince, will come back in half an hour." Jiang Feng left the room without saying anything.
As soon as Jiang Feng left, Gong Yueyue sat down at the table with a carefree look. With a bit of gloating on her pretty face, she squinted at the man and said:
"You are so good at martial arts, why don't you want to be someone else's subordinate?"
The man ignored Gong Yueyue's sarcastic words and stepped out of the shadows. His tall figure exuded a terrifying and cold pressure, and he sat down next to Gong Yueyue with a stern expression.
Zhao Changyuan frowned and walked quickly to the man's side, raising his hand to check the man's pulse, but was stopped by Gong Yueyue.
"Senior brother, do you really want to heal him?" Gong Yueyue frowned, with confusion and dissatisfaction on her pretty face.
"I am a doctor, and it is my responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded." Zhao Changyuan pursed his lips and said seriously with a solemn expression on his handsome face.
"But you have to divide people's lives and heal the wounded." Gong Yueyue curled her lips. Although she still expressed dissatisfaction, she let go of Zhao Changyuan's hand.
"This is the person the eldest prince ordered to treat. Senior brother, I don't dare not to treat him." Zhao Changyuan smiled helplessly, raised his hand and quickly grabbed the other person's wrist, and his dark eyes quickly met the person's gaze.
Those cold eyes were still full of coldness and arrogance, without the slightest hint of humiliation or pain, which made Zhao Changyuan tremble in his heart.
When he first met the Master of Jiuyou Hall, he chose to rescue him who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was because of the eyes of the Master of Jiuyou Hall that Zhao Changyuan's heart trembled. He wanted to know what this man had gone through to have such eyes.
Later, although Zhao Changyuan knew the identity of the other party, he knew that as the master of Jiuyou Palace, who was the most powerful in the world, he was actually just a subordinate to the eldest prince.
"Junior sister, everyone has their own choice." Zhao Changyuan whispered to Gong Yueyue, with a bit of emotion on his handsome face.
"But since his martial arts is so strong, he obviously has more choices." Gong Yueyue curled her lips and said disapprovingly.
Zhao Changyuan pursed his lips and looked deeply at the Master of Jiuyou Hall. Although he could understand the choice of the Master of Jiuyou Hall better than Gong Yueyue, it was impossible to say that he didn't have any doubts in his heart.
After all, with Jiuyou's ability, even if the eldest prince betrays his subordinates, the eldest prince may not be able to do anything about it.
But then Zhao Changyuan laughed at himself and drove this ridiculous thought out of his head. Who is the master of Jiuyou Palace? How could he betray his master? Some people's choices are lifelong once they start. Zhao Changyuan can understand.
"I can give you medicine for your trauma, and it will heal in about three to five days, but the damage to the meridians will take about a month to recover, even with medication, and you need to rest during this period."
As Zhao Changyuan spoke, he took out the necessary golden sore medicine and prepared to apply it to the master of Jiuyou Hall.
"No need." The master of Jiuyou Palace suddenly opened his mouth coldly and raised his hand to block Zhao Changyuan's medicine.
Zhao Changyuan's face showed a hint of astonishment. Before he could understand the deep meaning of Jiuyou's move, Gong Yueyue on the side became unhappy. He took the golden sore medicine from Zhao Changyuan's hand and stuffed it into Jiuyou's hand. He was still very unhappy in his mouth.
road:
"My senior brother heals you out of kindness, but he won't poison you."
How could the Master of Jiuyou Palace be treated like this in ordinary times, but now that he was seriously injured, Gong Yueyue accidentally put the golden sore medicine into his hand, and the expression on his face suddenly fluctuated.
"Junior sister, the patient is our top priority." Zhao Changyuan's eyes twitched, and he quickly pulled Gong Yueyue to sit down, comforting him with a smile.
"Patients should listen to doctors." Gong Yueyue raised her neck proudly and looked at the master of Jiuyou Palace proudly.
The master of Jiuyou Palace pursed his lips and ignored Gong Yueyue. He looked at Zhao Changyuan with a pair of deep and cold eyes.
"This golden sore medicine is my own secret recipe. It is very effective in treating trauma. Don't worry about using it. The injury will heal faster." Zhao Changyuan coughed lightly, avoiding the deep eyes of the master of Jiuyou Palace, and tried to keep his smile as natural as possible.
said.
Lowering his head and glancing at the medicine bottle in his hand, the master of Jiuyou Hall finally guarded it and said to Zhao Changyuan in a cold voice: "Prescribe the medicine."
Gong Yueyue was naturally dissatisfied with the attitude of the master of Jiuyou Palace, but she seemed a little relieved when she thought that the other party was a subordinate of the eldest prince and was beaten like this by her father.
Furthermore, the whip marks on that man's body showed that the eldest prince had severely taught him a lesson before, and in the final analysis, he was a poor man who worked hard for his life.
With these thoughts in mind, Gong Yueyue instantly dissipated her anger towards the Lord of Jiuyou Hall, and her heart was even more filled with sympathy.
Zhao Changyuan began to write a prescription for the master of Jiuyou Palace. The room suddenly became quiet. In the silence, the candlelight shone on the faces of the three people. Each of them seemed to have a different expression.
Gong Yueyue's pretty face stared at her palms in a daze, and she began to worry about Su You's injury. She also thought of Zhang Linfeng, who was waiting for her to go back alone. The face of the master of Jiuyou Hall was still cold and ruthless.
, no matter what kind of shadow the candlelight casts on his face, it can't reveal any emotion in his heart.
Time passed slowly, and it seemed that just after a stick of incense passed, there was a call from outside the door, and the figure of the eldest prince Jiang Feng proudly stepped into the room with a warmth that was incompatible with the late night.
"Master Shen, how are you doing with your illness?" Jiang Feng stood one meter away from the three of them and asked with an arrogant and calm expression.
"Go back to the eldest prince, I'll be back soon." Zhao Changyuan raised his head, with a respectful look on his handsome face, and replied in a deep voice.
"My prince has not yet congratulated Miss Su." Jiang Feng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, stepped towards Gong Yueyue, and said loudly with aristocratic demeanor in his every move.
"What's worthy of congratulations?" Gong Yueyue frowned slightly, not liking being stared at by Jiang Feng.
"My men are injured like this and can no longer participate in the competition for the martial arts leader. Isn't it a good thing for Miss Su?" (To be continued)