"Why are you running so fast?" Su Jin asked.
"I'm afraid the Old Duke will return to his room," the Ninth Prince replied.
He said this and ran off.
The Marquis Dongxiang wouldn't allow them to disturb the Old Duke's quiet recuperation.
If the Old Duke returned to the room, they wouldn't be able to see the wheelchair.
Su Jin couldn't help but laugh.
She walked to the bedside, and the Young Master Su said, "Don't laugh at me."
Su Jin sat down on the stool and said, "Isn't the injury healed yet?"
"It's still a bit sore," the Young Master Su replied.
"Let me take a look," Su Jin said.
She reached out to pull the quilt.
The Young Master Su's face turned red.
He pressed the quilt down tightly and said, "Even though you're my sister, you can't look at my butt."
Su Jin, "..."
She really felt like hitting him.
She was just trying to check the wound.
Miss Shen walked in and just happened to hear this.
She quickly hid behind the screen.
Covering her eyes, she peeked out.
