Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Yang Susu also nodded slightly towards Steward Li.

At this time, Jun Zeyuan, with a bloody smell, lightly stepped on the snow and flew down, and asked Yang Susu: "Miss Yang San, how is my second brother?"

Yang Susu looked at the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan who used to be so carefree.

But this time, he looked haggard, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the grey cloak he usually wore was stained with a lot of blood.

She nodded slightly towards Jun Zeyuan: "Sixth Prince, the prince has woken up and is now taking a medicinal bath."

Jun Zeyuan's haggard face finally showed a trace of smile: "I told you, who is my second brother? It's not that easy for the King of Hell to take him away."

He raised his hand to the wine flask at his waist and took three or four gulps: "The wine is good, and the person is wonderful. Miss Yang San is indeed my second brother's benefactor. Her medical skills are much better than those conceited mediocre doctors in the Imperial Hospital!"

Yang Susu was looking at the wine jug held by Jun Zeyuan, with a few drops of bright red blood dripping down the body of the jug.

Yang Susu raised her eyes and looked at Jun Zeyuan who looked relaxed and at ease: "Sixth Prince, you are injured!"

Jun Zeyuan raised his hand and looked at his right hand which was still dripping with blood, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a minor injury, no problem, but it did dirty my wine jug."

He waved his hand towards Yang Susu: "I will go back and wash myself before I go see my second brother. Otherwise, I will be despised again for smelling blood all over my body."

Yang Susu hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Jun Zeyuan's way: "The injury is serious, and the color of the blood is not right. Let me take a look."

Jun Zeyuan looked up at Yang Susu's serious expression, and couldn't help but put away the smile on his face: "Thank you, but there is a doctor in the mansion, I can find him. Miss Yang San is already very tired from treating my second brother, so I won't bother you with my little injury!"

Yang Susu raised her eyebrows: "Minor injury? If the Sixth Prince thinks that being poisoned and having a crippled arm is a minor injury, then I won't interfere. Don't blame me for not reminding you then."

Jun Zeyuan raised his hand again. His arm was injured by a hidden weapon just now, and he did feel numb. He also suspected that he was poisoned, but after a while, he did not feel any discomfort, just a little pain, so he did not take it seriously.

He said seriously: "Thank you for your help."

Yang Susu nodded seriously and said, "Sixth Prince, please lift up your sleeves so I can see."

Jun Zeyuan tied the wine jug back to his waist, took off his grey cloak, and rolled up his sleeves.

Suddenly, a bloody wound appeared in front of Yang Susu.

Yang Susu shook her head helplessly: "The Sixth Prince is really capable. He only said that such a big wound was a minor one."

Jun Zeyuan said with a smile: "This is really nothing. I think it hurt more when I was a child to be spanked by my father."

Yang Susu took out a white bottle from her sleeve: "Sixth Prince is lucky, this poison is a common poison, and I happen to have an antidote, but..."

Jun Zeyuan: "But what?"

An angry voice rang out: "However, the Sixth Prince's wound is too deep, and must be sutured first, and then the antidote must be applied."

Yang Susu looked up and saw Wangyou, who looked angry, walking towards her quickly, followed by Qingzhou, who also looked bitter.

Wangyou walked up to Yang Susu and Jun Zeyuan, and bowed slightly to them: "Miss, this is the Sixth Prince."

When she looked up at the Sixth Prince's wound, her eyes shone with a burning light!