After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Rong Heng felt Si Jiu's pulse with a frown on his face.

Si Jiu was still wearing only a single piece of clothing, with many red marks on his exposed neck, which were obviously left from last night.

Wen Baizhi stood aside, touching her nose with some embarrassment.

At this moment, she only hoped that Rong Heng didn't understand where these things came from.

Rong Heng naturally didn't understand.

When he saw these red marks, he thought Si Jiu was bitten by some mosquito.

But mosquito bites were not the focus of treatment right now, so he didn't mention it.

It was not until he put Si Jiu's wrist back on the bed that Wen Baizhi could no longer pretend to be reserved.

"How is it? He had a fever last night and had stomachache, but after I gave him some pills, it should have been relieved, at least he could sleep. But when he woke up this morning, he said he had a headache again, and it looked like it hurt quite bad."

Wen Baizhi explained Si Jiu's condition to Rong Heng in detail.

Rong Heng asked, "Did he vomit out all the wine he drank last night?"

Wen Baizhi nodded.

Rong Heng continued, "Although he vomited out the wine, not all of it could be vomited out, so it's normal that it would have some impact on him. I guess he was like this because he drank last night, and his emotions were so agitated and he had such a reaction this morning."

Emotional? Is it time to do it?

Ups and downs? Wen Baizhi thought of Si Jiu crying and laughing at the same time.

Now it is easy to understand.

She began to regret calling Rong Heng over.

"Is there any treatment?" she asked.

Rong Heng casually opened the bag of silver needles and said, "It's nothing serious. I'll just give him a few injections. You still have to be careful not to let his emotions fluctuate too much. His body is much weaker than that of an average person, so you still have to be more careful in all aspects."

Wen Baizhi nodded silently: "I will."

Next time she would never dare to be as presumptuous as she was last night.

From now on, no matter how much Si Jiu begs her, she will never step out of the city gate again.

It's also her fault for not being able to control herself.

Later, under Rong Heng's acupuncture treatment, Si Jiu's headache symptoms were relieved a lot.

He could also close his eyes and rest for a while.

Rong Heng said: "Let's do this for now. Come back to me if there is any problem later."

He was embarrassed to tell Wen Baizhi that he had waited for them all night last night.

Wen Baizhi sent him out gratefully: "I have discussed with Si Jiu that his sense of taste still needs to be treated. No matter what the consequences are, we are willing to give it a try. Besides, there is no guarantee that the treatment will be successful."

Rong Heng was not surprised by this: "I'll do as you say."

Wen Baizhi then added: "But we can't treat it now. We should at least wait until we finish the matter in Chidu before considering it."

Rong Heng expressed his understanding: "I have lost my sense of taste for such a long time anyway, there is no need to rush. It doesn't matter when I am ready or when I can get treatment. This will also give me some time to research whether there are any new treatment methods or drugs."

"So good."

The two of them here are as sweet as honey, but the atmosphere on Shang Yao's side is obviously different.

Shang Yao sent away all her followers, sat alone in the best room, and made herself a pot of good tea.

She held the teacup in her hand, leaning back and crossing her legs.

She is waiting.

Waiting for someone who will definitely come to find her at this time.

She doesn't know martial arts, so naturally she doesn't have as good ears as others.

But she just knew that he was coming.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, there was suddenly a person in front of me where there was no one.

Shang Yao blinked quickly and opened her eyes again.

"I thought you would never come back to see me again."

Her tone contained some of the grievance and coquettishness that is unique to women.

The person in front of her knelt down immediately after hearing this.

"It was Fifteen's incompetence that caused him to be seriously injured and almost delayed the princess's important event."

Shang Yao was furious when she saw him kneeling in front of her.

She was so angry that she threw the cup in her hand directly in front of him.

There was still hot tea in the cup, and the fragments did not hurt Fifteen, but the spilled hot tea scalded his hands that were supporting his sides.

Bai Shiwu is different from ordinary secret guards.

Shang Yao used to like holding his hand and playing with it.

Now there were red marks on those fair hands.

Shang Yao angrily walked up to him from the recliner: "Aren't you the one with the quickest reaction? Why are you so stupid now? Why don't you know how to hide at all?"

Fifteen still looked down and didn't dare to look at her: "Whatever the princess does to Fifteen, Fifteen should bear it. Fifteen will never dodge in front of the princess."

This sentence completely extinguished the remaining rationality in Shang Yao.

She sneered and squatted down, reaching out to lift Fifteen's chin and forcing him to look directly into her eyes.

"Will you endure whatever I do to you and not dodge?" she asked him about the promise he had just made to her.

Fifteen's innate intuition, which was more accurate than that of ordinary people, told him that Shang Yao would definitely say or do something that he would never be able to accept in the past.

He should have refused now.

But for some reason, he couldn't utter a word of refusal at this moment.

Although his eyes were level with Shang Yao's, he still didn't dare to look at her and kept glancing away.

"Yes, fifteen pairs of princesses will never say no."

It really sounds like the most intimate promise between lovers.

Shang Yao couldn't help but sneer.

"You always like to say this to coax me, but you still make me angry the next time you do it. I said I don't like you kneeling in front of me, and you knelt. I said I don't like you calling me princess, and you called me that. Every time I said something I didn't like, you always did it. Is this what you told me you would never say no to?"

Shang Yao's voice was clear and pleasant, but to Fifteen's ears it had an indescribable meaning.

With his skills, he could easily move Shang Yao's hand away from his chin.

But he was reluctant to do so.

"Princess, Fifteen will never reject you."

He still said the same thing.

It was obviously him who rejected her and didn't listen to her every time.

Shang Yao's anger was completely aroused, and she kissed Fifteen's lips regardless of anything. When she kissed him, she deliberately opened her eyes, with the purpose of seeing Fifteen's reaction as soon as possible.

Fifteen's pupils were spinning wildly in his eye sockets, and his hands were clenched into a ball at his sides.

This was not the first time Shang Yao kissed him, but it was the first time she kissed him with such obvious anger.

It ended quickly in the end, and she bit his lips at the end.

The familiar smell of blood wafted from my lips.

"Very good," Shang Yao finally released his shackles with satisfaction, "You really didn't reject me."