"Can't you be gentler to me?" Zhuo Qi smiled, and Han Yan couldn't help but admire him for being able to laugh under such circumstances. Zhuo Qi said: "I was injured. When I went into the water just now, the wound opened."
"Since you're injured, why do you have to show off?" Han Yan said angrily. People like Zhuo Qi are simply bringing it upon themselves. This situation is really a headache.
Zhuo Qi looked at her and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine." Having said that, he almost leaned on Han Yan's body. Han Yan could feel his trembling and weakness. It was obvious that Zhuo Qi Now he was enduring unspeakable pain, but even at this moment, he didn't forget to comfort Han Yan, and Han Yan's heart softened a little.
"What should we do now?" Han Yan supported him: "If you don't ask a doctor to see your injury quickly, the root of the disease will be revealed." In the last life, Han Yan knew that many of the reasons for lingering on the sick bed were that there was no timely treatment at the beginning of the disease. Contain him. Zhuo Qi is bleeding so much now. If there is still no doctor to treat him after a while, there may be a big problem.
Zhuo Qi was silent for a while: "Can you take me back to the inn?"
Han Yan was stunned: "What?"
"Send me back to the inn." Zhuo Qi said: "I can't go back now. If you want to help me, help me find a carriage and find a doctor for me."
Han Yan is a little unhappy. This is not what she should do. In fact, Han Yan thinks that she is not familiar with Zhuo Qi at all. This person will bring trouble to herself every time she appears. If something happens to Zhuo Qi now, it should be her turn. Come and help him yourself. Then he looked at Zhuo Qi: "Are you kidding? What about your subordinates? The majestic Prince of Xirong, is it possible that you still can't find a subordinate to serve you?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Qi smiled faintly. This smile was different from the evil or domineering smile in the past. Instead, it contained a hint of ridicule and sadness. There was no emotion in his voice: "Do you think that the majority of Xirong people in the clan can appear openly and openly? In front of the people, why do you think the prince of Xirong came to Da Zong? Subordinates, if one more person knows my identity, there will be more danger. "
Han Yan was stunned, remembering his previous guess that Zhuo Qi was being hunted by the Xirong people, and couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart. The current emperor of Xirong is not Zhuo Qi, but Zhuo Qi is the prince of Xirong. Those people will naturally hunt down Zhuo Qi to ensure everything is safe. Even in the great sect, there are invisible swords and sword shadows between the seventh prince and the prince. Being in the royal family is something that cannot be controlled. What outsiders see is overwhelming wealth, but only those who are in it know how irritating this wealth is.
Seeing Han Yan's expression, he struggled to smile again: "But to you, this is the first time I take the initiative to reveal my identity."
Han Yan saw that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to speak. Everything that happened today was all due to him. If he had not found the hairpin, Zhuo Qi would not have jumped into the lake, and the wound would not have opened. , let alone the current troubles. This person didn't seem to have hurt himself from beginning to end. If he hated him because of Irina, wouldn't it be too arbitrary? More importantly, what Zhuo Qi said just now touched Han Yan. Han Yan knew the feeling of being alone, with no one he could trust. He was like that in his previous life, struggling in misery, having a home meant being homeless, and the person who wanted to harm him happened to be the person closest to him.
Seeing Zhuo Qi is like seeing another self. Han Yanxiang wonders if he can become the person Zhuo Qi trusts, because for this kind of person, trust is too precious. If this trust is not accepted, what will happen to him? For that person, it was complete destruction. He has been reborn, but Zhuo Qi does not have another chance in life.
She stood up, stared at Zhuo Qi with some confusion for a long time, and finally nodded gently: "Okay."
Zhuo Qi's eyes lit up instantly, and he suddenly smiled towards Han Yan. This smile is simple and clear, which is the joy that the other person is willing to help me. At this time, Zhuo Qi looked like a child. Han Yan's heart softened unconsciously, and she helped him stand up: "Where is Ji Lanshuhong?"
Zhuo Qi was stunned: "Over there, I tapped their acupuncture points."
Han Yan glared at him, and Zhuo Qi avoided her gaze.
After finding Ji Lan and Shu Hong, Zhuo Qi unlocked their acupuncture points. Ji Lan immediately ran to Han Yan: "Miss, are you okay? Has this person hurt you?"
Han Yan shook his head and said, "Go find a carriage and we'll take him back."
"Huh?" Shu Hong looked at Han Yan in surprise, and then at Zhuo Qi. Only then did she realize that Zhuo Qi was leaning on Han Yan, and his face was very pale. He looked like he was injured. Just now he He and Ji Lan were talking together when someone suddenly tapped his acupuncture points. Shu Hong was extremely worried, fearing that Han Yan would meet a bad person. Now that Han Yan was fine, she felt relieved. However, the appearance of Zhuo Qi made them suspicious. They must have been the one who tapped her and Ji Lan's acupuncture points just now. Okay, what is the relationship between this man and the lady? Why does the lady seem to be nervous about his injury
Shu Hong and Ji Lan had met Zhuo Qi several times, and naturally knew that the relationship between Zhuo Qi and Han Yan was not friendly, and they even threatened Han Yan for the first time.
Han Yan didn't have time to explain to them, so he only said: "He is injured. We can't leave him alone. Ji Lan, you go find a carriage."
Ji Lan was stunned. Although he was still a little confused, he quickly left to find the carriage. Only Shu Hong was still with Han Yan, looking at Zhuo Qi with some suspicion. Zhuo Qi's body became weaker and weaker. At first he could still say a few words to Han Yan, but then he lost his voice. After the carriage came out, Han Yan helped Zhuo Qi onto the carriage, got in, and rushed to the inn that Zhuo Qi mentioned.
Along the way, Zhuo Qi leaned against the carriage quietly with his eyes closed. This man's rare quiet side showed up in front of Han Yan. Han Yan glanced over and saw that he was frowning slightly, so unhappy even in his sleep. Han Yan thought of Fu Yunxi, and he also frowned slightly, wondering what else was bothering him.
Just as he was thinking about it, the carriage had stopped at the door of the inn. Han Yan helped Zhuo Qi into the inn room and asked Shu Hong to find a doctor to take a look at Zhuo Qi. Fortunately, the three of them wore veils before going out, so no one saw their appearance. The doctor came quickly, took Zhuo Qi's pulse, and wrote to the assistant pharmacy. It turned out that Zhuo Qi was not only seriously injured in the waist, but also poisoned. Although he had cleaned it before, it was not cleaned thoroughly and there was still residual poison left. In the body, coupled with being in the water again today, the injury worsened.
After sending the doctor away, Ji Lan and Shu Hong went to prepare medicine for Zhuo Qi. Han Yan stayed with Zhuo Qi in the room. At this time, Zhuo Qi had fallen into a coma. Han Yan looked around. This was a very simple room. It was not as fussy as ordinary dignitaries. It looked like items belonging to ordinary civilians, almost all of which were inconspicuous. Just looking at this house, who would have thought that the prince of Xirong lived in it
(End of chapter)