Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Not to mention the woman under him.

I didn't even dare to scream.

Due to the principle that villains die because of their talkativeness, Shen Xi didn't say anything and killed him with one knife.

Blood splattered on his face.

He calmly raised his hand and touched his face.

"So dirty."

Then he turned around and saw the woman who was already frightened.

Shen Xi didn't want to dirty his hands any more, so he just knocked her out with the hilt of the sword.

When he turned around and prepared to leave, he heard a voice that was extremely familiar, but it was also the voice he least wanted to hear at the moment.

"Xi'er?"

Shen Xi turned around and saw the face he least wanted to see.

Wait, why does this scene look so familiar?

"Aluan?"

"Why are you here?"

The two said this almost at the same time.

Song Luan walked towards him: "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

Shen Xi was just about to explain.

As a result, he saw Song Luan took off his robe and put it on him.

"You'll catch a cold."

Seeing how worried he was, Shen Xi suddenly didn't want to explain anymore.

It turns out that they love each other to the extreme.

Nothing needs to be explained.

The two returned to the palace together.

Song Luan immediately ordered someone to boil water.

Then he gently wiped the blood off his body.

It has been so long since the incident and no one has said a word.

Shen Xi thought he would at least ask one question.

In the end, nothing was said.

Just hug him and fall asleep quietly.

Song Luan realized that Shen Xi had fallen asleep, so he slowly got up and took his pulse.

He believed him, so he didn't question him.

Be it cruel, gentle, or crazy, everything is good, and she likes everything about him.

But he did want him to stay with him.

Never separate for the rest of your life.

So he woke up in the middle of the night and gently took his pulse.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"how come?"

He muttered to himself.

How come his breath is so stable, yet he doesn't seem to be sick? Could it be?

He quickly got out of bed and rushed to the pharmacy.

Flipping through classical books.

One book, two books, three books.

at last.

At the dawn.

A smile appeared on his face.

A victorious smile appeared.

Finally found.

Song Luan hurriedly rummaged through boxes and cabinets looking for medicinal herbs.

He was very happy and a smile gradually appeared on the boy's face.

He moved his hands faster and finally finished boiling the medicine before Shen Xi woke up.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xi'er, you are saved."

Song Luan looked a little haggard, but very excited.

He was very excited, but was afraid of waking Shen Xi up, so he pushed the door gently.

Shen Xi was still asleep.

Song Luan gently placed the bowl on the bedside.

Close to his ear.

"Xi'er, get up and take your medicine."

Shen Xi was a person who could never sleep well.

I would be awakened by the slightest sound.

Shen Xi's eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes: "A Luan?"

Song Luan helped him up, his hands moving very gently. He was really afraid that the boy in front of him would leave him.

"Come, let's drink the medicine."

"Can I still be saved?"

Song Luan touched his head and said, "Of course, as I said, I won't let you die as long as I am here."

No one knows how Song Luan came up with this prescription, and no one knows how many ancient books he had read by himself to find this prescription tomorrow night.

But one thing is for sure, it's all worth it.