After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

After Qi Yan'an pulled Wen Baizhi into the carriage, he lost the posture he had been holding on to and slumped down on the couch on the carriage.

After all, he was the king of a country, so Qi Yan'an's carriage was so big and luxurious that it was even more excessive than Si Jiu's previous carriage.

But Wen Baizhi felt that no matter how big or good Qi Yan'an's carriage was, it had nothing to do with her.

She knew that struggling would be futile, so she simply reduced her presence to a minimum after getting on the car.

She huddled in a corner, watching coldly as Qi Yan'an took off his coat and pressed his hands on his wound.

Qi Yan'an is still a normal man. The wound on his abdomen has not healed yet, which shows that the dagger is indeed very sharp.

What about the wounds on Si Jiu’s shoulders?

Besides, he can't see yet.

When Wen Baizhi thought of this, she wanted to go up and give Qi Yanan a quick death.

She had always wanted to do this.

but not now.

She needs to plan it more carefully.

Otherwise, if Qi Yanan cannot be killed, it will harm her and Si Jiu instead.

Qi Yanan suppressed his breath and tore off the clothes in front of him.

At this point, his entire upper body was exposed to the air.

Wen Baizhi didn't want to look at him, but she also wanted to see the masterpiece of wounds she had left on him.

Just like that, the two people's eyes collided in the air.

Qi Yanan seemed very happy that she could look at him.

He smiled and pointed at the scar on his chest: "Do you still remember this scar? This is because you thought I was the one who killed your father and brother in Yunzhou, and you were desperate to seek revenge on me, but in the end, you were unwilling to stab it deeper. Wen Bai, admit it, you also couldn't bear to see me die, right?"

Wen Baizhi rolled her eyes at him without hesitation: "Do you think I don't want to kill you? That's because if I kill you in your bedroom, I probably won't be able to survive. Your life is worthless in my eyes.

But I have to keep my life to do more meaningful things, so this kind of life-for-life transaction is not worth it."

After hearing this, Qi Yanan pointed at the scar on his chest and dropped his hand weakly: "Then you let me go, and Wen Bai, I told you that I didn't kill your father and brother.

If I tell you again now, when you broke into my bedroom, I had already made an agreement with the guards in the dark that no matter what you did to me, you could not be detained or harmed in the slightest, even if you wanted to kill me. "

Wen Baizhi felt even more uncomfortable: "So, Qi Yan'an, what's the point of you telling me this now? Do you want me to reflect on what I did to you and regret not choosing to be with you? Or do you just want to tell me these old trivial things so that you can feel a little comforted?

Wake up, Qi Yanan, I advise you not to do such childish behavior, because you don’t know that when you pretend to recall in front of me, I think you are very hypocritical and disgusting. "

Qi Yan'an seemed to be accustomed to her sarcasm and ridicule. He was not angry and did not say much. He just took out the golden wound medicine placed in the drawer.

With shaking hands, he sprinkled the powder on the wound on his abdomen where Wen Baizhi had stabbed him not long ago.

The wound was still bleeding, so when the medicine powder touched the wound, Qi Yan'an shivered in pain.

But he didn't want anyone else to bandage his wounds.

When he just came down, he ordered the people who had been protecting him in the Sifang Pavilion to be killed.

He couldn't let anyone see him in such an embarrassed state in front of Wen Baizhi.

Only dead people won't spread it everywhere.

So he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

He gritted his teeth and wrapped the cloth around his waist. At this point, his wound was bandaged.

And the first thing he said after bandaging the wound was: "That's great, you left another scar on my body."

Wen Baizhi said coldly: "Next time I will definitely stab you in the heart with a knife, and I won't let you have the chance to say such disgusting words again."

The carriage was already moving.

They should be returning to Kyoto.

Qi Yan'an put on his clothes. Although the medicine he used was not as good as the one prepared by Rong Heng, it was prepared by a top-notch doctor, so the effect was still acceptable.

At least his wound wasn't bleeding all the time like before.

All Wen Baizhi was thinking about now was how to get Si Jiu to bandage the wounds on his shoulders.

His body was very weak, and if the bleeding continued, the consequences would be disastrous.

Just as she thought, Si Jiu's wound was still bleeding.

He walked very slowly and couldn't keep up with the main group.

But none of these walking soldiers would wait for him, they would just dislike him for holding them back.

Si Jiu was injured and blind, so he fell countless times while walking.

He fell down countless times, but he got up on his own.

At the beginning he could still struggle to get up, but later on, he really had no strength left.

When he fell, he was lying prone on the ground.

His cheek was pressed against the ground, and he just felt so tired and sore.

He really didn't have the strength to get up again.

There is no part of my body that doesn't hurt.

If he wasn't still thinking about Wen Baizhi, he would have died and lost consciousness by now.

Seeing him fall behind, a kind-hearted soldier couldn't bear it. He looked back several times at Si Jiu who was still lying on the ground motionless. Finally, he couldn't help it and went back to try to pull Si Jiu up.

Si Jiu vaguely felt someone pulling him up, and he subconsciously wanted to apologize.

"I'm so sorry, I really don't have the strength to get up, let alone follow you. I'm so sorry for delaying your business. Please leave me here to fend for myself. I really, really don't have the strength anymore."

At the end of his speech, Si Jiu's voice became weaker and weaker.

His already weak body now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Si Jiu is a doctor who treats all kinds of diseases. He knew that he must have a fever again.

The soldier continued to pull him up: "No, you can't stop. The person who brought you here disappeared at some point. You can't fall behind, otherwise we will all be in trouble."

The disappearance of a person will inevitably attract the attention of others.

Si Jiu also had some idea of ​​why those people disappeared.

He already had a wound on his shoulder, and now he was being pulled up by this careless soldier, and the wound was torn badly.

His face turned pale and bloodless from the pain.

But the pain at this moment reminded him of something.

Perhaps he could use his own blood to leave guidance for those who would come looking for him later.

Si Jiu said weakly: "In that case, thank you very much. Please lend me some more strength. I will try my best to keep up with you."

He apologized again: "I'm so sorry."

It seems that Si Jiu has been apologizing to different people throughout his life.

Only Wen Baizhi would tell him that he didn't need to apologize to anyone for his own life.