"Yaoer suffered a lot in order to save me in the past, and I will never allow you to secretly do anything to her behind her back."
"When I am cured of my illness, I will feed you with good food and drink, and I will never see you again."
"It's never me doing any tricks, it's Ji Yunyao who likes to do despicable and low-level things." Ji Wanrong lowered his eyes with a calm expression.
"Ji Wanrong, shut up!" Mo Jiecheng's chest heaved when he heard the words. He looked back at her and interrupted her sharply.
Mo Jiecheng told her to shut up, but Ji Wanrong didn't say anything. Instead, he stabbed his wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor.
"hiss--"
Mo Jiecheng sucked in a sharp breath. After being poked like this by her, he couldn't even take the ibuprofen he had just eaten, and his Tianling Gai was so painful that it almost started to smoke.
Ji Wanrong saw that the muscles all over his body began to spasm in pain, and then apologized: "I'm sorry, I just hit you hard."
Mo Jiecheng glared at her: "You did it on purpose!"
Ji Wanrong blinked his innocent eyes and changed the topic without any trace.
"I agree to the conditions you just mentioned, but I won't stay in the palace for too long. I will ask for my divorce in the future. You can rest assured to live with your Yao'er."
Although Ji Wanrong didn't like Mo Jiecheng's attitude towards her, she also disliked Mo Jiecheng's unclear understanding of people.
But the conditions proposed by Mojiecheng actually made Ji Wanrong very satisfied.
At the moment, she has no status, no relatives she can trust, no career that can develop in the long run, and she doesn't even have enough money or a house to live in.
Only by relying on the identity of Princess Han, was it possible to return to Nanyang Houfu and fight with the people of Nanyang Houfu to get back her dowry.
After she gets her dowry back and has her own career, it's time to make peace with her.
Mo Jiecheng was slightly stunned after hearing Ji Wanrong's answer, and looked back at her in surprise.
Looking at her sincere eyes, Mo Jiecheng suddenly felt a little strange, and thought that this might be her way of retreating to advance, so he said: "Okay, you'd better do it."
By the time Ji Wanrong reapplied the medicine and bandaged the wound, the pain relief effect of ibuprofen had fully emerged.
Mo Jiecheng was finally able to undress and lay down on the bed.
His upright bun has been removed, and now his black hair is gone, his deep facial features are three-dimensional, his face is a little pale, and his lips are bitten red, making him look like a sickly beauty.
His body suffered several serious injuries in a row and he didn't get a good rest at all. Mo Jiecheng's expression also looked a little tired.
Ji Wanrong then asked him: "The remaining poison on your body has not been cleared away. Yesterday, I only focused on cleaning the wounds. I didn't have time to remove the poison on your body, and I didn't have time to feel your pulse. I'm not sure what kind of poison you had. What are you doing now?" Do you feel anything strange?"
Mo Jiecheng was stunned for a moment when he heard Ji Wanrong's words, and then his face froze slightly as if he really thought of something.
"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Ji Wanrong continued to ask.
"It's okay," Mo Jiecheng tugged at the corner of his mouth, turned to look at her, his expression stiff, "I feel that my body has recovered very well."
"Oh?" Ji Wanrong raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
"So you can leave and call Imperial Physician Sun over. I have something to say to him." Mo Jie was mysterious.
Ji Wanrong frowned and thought for a while, feeling a little strange, but she still took her time and went out to call Dr. Sun.
Mo Jiecheng took a breath and stood up to wait for the arrival of Imperial Physician Sun. Unexpectedly, he saw Ji Wanrong walking in leisurely again.
"Concubine Li said that the two imperial doctors are old and very tired, so she has asked them to return to the palace first."
Mo Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth.
Why did he think that Ji Wanrong was born to defeat him?
"Then call your aunt in first. I have something to tell her."
Ji Wanrong was a little impatient by him and a little curious by his mystery, so he went out and called Concubine Li again.
Concubine Li had not yet returned to the palace. When she heard Mo Jiecheng's words, she looked at Ji Wanrong with some confusion.
Ji Wanrong shrugged and shook his head at her.
When Concubine Li entered the house, Mo Jiecheng deliberately sent her away.
Ji Wanrong gave him a strange look, then folded his hands on his chest, walked out of the bedroom, and went to stand in the yard.
The courtyard of Mojiecheng is very large, and there are many maids and servants busy at the moment.
As soon as she walked out of the door, she heard Concubine Li's loud voice coming from inside the house.
"What? Tell me to go back to the palace and invite Imperial Physician Sun here again? They are already halfway there! Besides, isn't there Rong'er here?"
Ji Wanrong silently pricked up his ears.
"You have to tell me why I'm looking for him instead of Ronger; I'll consider whether to invite him here."
"...Okay, okay, I, please keep your voice down."
There was another period of silence, and Mo Jiecheng didn't know what he said, and he lowered his voice specifically.
Ji Wanrong quietly took a few steps towards the door of the room.
Then the deafening screams of Concubine Li were heard.
"What?! You have no feeling in your butt? Jiecheng! You mean your butt?! No feeling?!!!"
The birds on the trees in the house were frightened by the sound and flew away with flapping wings.
Ji Wanrong was a little surprised and put his ear closer to the house.
From the corner of my eye, I could see people in the yard pricking up their ears and even slowing down their steps.
After a while, Concubine Li ran out in a hurry, her face extremely worried: "Rong'er, Rong'er, come in quickly, something big has happened! The sky is falling!"
When Ji Wanrong entered the room, Concubine Li closed the door very considerately and muttered: "This matter must not be heard by others."
The corners of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched.
I'm afraid all the dogs in the house next door know about this tonight.
When Ji Wanrong turned his head, what he saw was Mo Jiecheng's dark face.
Mo Jiecheng's chest rose and fell suddenly.
He finally understood that it was not Ji Wanrong who defeated him, but his aunt!
"Jie Cheng, don't worry. Rong'er has great medical skills, you will definitely be able to cure him!"
"But I want Dr. Sun to treat me!" Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth.
Concubine Li frowned and looked at him: "Mr. Sun is both Rong'er's apprentice. Aren't you afraid that your ass will be unconscious for the rest of your life?"
Mo Jiecheng choked again.
"Okay, okay, it's settled, it's best for Rong'er to cure your illness!"
As Concubine Li spoke, she patted Ji Wanrong's shoulder earnestly, implying that she was trying to bribe her with money.
"You take care of it first. I will send someone to send one hundred taels of gold to your yard now, and I will give you another fifty taels."
Ji Wanrong smiled, walked straight to Mo Jiecheng, grabbed his hand and felt his pulse.
Her job is to be a doctor, and doctors have no gender, let alone money!
Mo Jiecheng's face was gloomy, and at this moment he was already looking forward to death.
Based on the pulse and symptoms, Ji Wanrong thought carefully and found that the problem was still the toxin in the assassination that day.
The toxins are powerful and can paralyze people's nerves. After Mo Jiecheng took Baian Pills and sat for a long time, all the toxins settled on his buttocks.
When Ji Wanrong thought of this, he already knew it.
She smiled at Mo Jiecheng, her red lips slightly parted, and her voice was powerful and domineering.
"Take it off!"
