The Imperial Physician rushed here in haste because of the sudden summons.
Thinking something major had happened.
An hour later, the Imperial Physician was respectfully escorted away by the little eunuch.
In the room, only Su Yan and Yu Wenxu with a somewhat foul expression remained.
Su Yan was seen by the bedside, neatly dressed, holding golden sore medicine in her hand.
On the ground lay a pile of cotton cloth stained with blood.
And Yu Wenxu, bare-chested, had a rather unpleasant look on his face.
She stepped forward, seriously and evenly applying the golden sore medicine on the wound.
While applying, she said
"The wound was almost healed, but now that it's torn open, it will take about half a month to heal, right?"
She was actually speaking to herself.
Yet Yu Wenxu's face grew darker and darker.
Su Yan looked up, whispered
"Last night, it was you who clung to me relentlessly, despite my saying that I should keep some distance from you."
