As soon as the ointment touched Qi Yu's wound, Qi Yu gasped in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Fan subconsciously withdrew his hand and said, "Be patient, let me be gentle, your wound is too deep, and I don't know who has the heart to hit you so hard .”

Qi Yu's skin was fair and supple, and it looked like water would come out if he pinched it lightly.

Rao Ye Fan has seen the skin of so many people, but he has never seen someone with such good skin as Qi Yu. I'm afraid even women would be jealous of such skin.

And the criss-crossing scars on his body made Ye Fan look shocking, even a wound on his arm, he could vaguely see the bones, this is a whip, directly smashed the flesh on the arm, even the bones popped up.

Ye Fan could imagine how much Qi Yu was in pain.

"The person who hurt you was too evil. Fortunately, the Seventh Prince rescued you."

"Heh." Qi Yu sneered, "He saved me? If he is willing to let me go, I will be thankful."

"Huh?" Ye Fan was a little puzzled.

Qi Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "You know, the scars all over my body were given to me by Xing Shu."

"How is it possible?" Ye Fan didn't believe it at all. When he came here, Xing Shu also explained that he had to cure Qi Yu, otherwise he would be held accountable.

Qi Yu shook his head, "Xing Shu is just a pervert, I never provoked him, just because I have no power, can I spoil him?"

"This……"

Ye Fan was at a loss for words for a while, when he was brought here by Xing Shu, he clearly saw distress in Xing Shu's eyes, if all this was caused by Xing Shu, then why would there be distress in his eyes?

"Let's not talk about it. It's important to heal your injuries first." Ye Fan roughly applied some plaster on Qi Yu. There were too many injuries on his body, especially the deep visible bone on his arm. He had to get some medicine for the wound, otherwise, if the wound festered, Qi Yu's entire arm would be useless at that time.

When Ye Fan left the cell, he bumped into Xing Shu who came alone.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince." Ye Fan saluted Xing Shu and was about to leave, but Xing Shu stopped him.

"How is Bai Xi?"

Ye Fan turned around and said respectfully to Xing Shu: "Report to the Seventh Prince. The injury on Mr. Bai's body is too serious. I put plaster on him, but some medicinal materials are still needed to heal his injury."

"En." Xing Shu replied lightly, "You go."

Ye Fan retreated, very puzzled, was Qi Yu's injury really caused by the Seventh Prince?

Looking at the Seventh Prince's attitude, he always felt that he didn't like it, but thinking about Qi Yu being locked in that dark and damp cell, he might have offended the Seventh Prince.

Ye Fan doesn't want to get involved in these matters of the royal family, he just needs to do his part, and it's better to go to the medicine store to get the medicine first.

Xing Shu walked outside the cell and opened the cell door.

Inside the prison cell, the light of two torches flickered, illuminating Qi Yu who was in a state of distress.

Qi Yu sensed that someone was looking at him, followed that gaze, and saw Xing Shu's indifferent eyes.

Qi Yu didn't want to pay attention to this person, and slowly closed his eyes.

He could feel that Xing Shu was slowly approaching him, his chin was pinched, forcing Qi Yu to raise his head.

Qi Yu opened his eyes, and met Xing Shu's indifferent face.

"What do you want to do?" Qi Yu's tone was bad.

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