(MTL)Marry the villain, Uncle Sick Jiao

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Intimacy

    Si Zhan raised his hand and touched her head, smiled warmly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

    Ning Wanwan blinked, obviously still in shock.

    Over there, Fuyi, who finally returned to the soul, pointed at Si Zhan's back and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Ah...Yi, Yi..." Yuanbi solved it

    in the most ruthless way and as quickly as possible. After the last two assassins were dropped, Jianbu rushed over, supported Si Zhan's body, and examined his back carefully.

    Only then did Ning Wanwan understand that it turned out that in order to save her, Si Zhan actually held her in a different position, and then used his body to block the fatal sword for her, and was stabbed in the back by Xiaojie.

    She eagerly wanted to see the wound, but was hugged by Si Zhan tightly, so she whispered to comfort her, "It's just a small injury, bleeding, pickled, don't look at it."

    Ning Wanwan didn't understand why Si Zhan would do it . She said that her bleeding was very salty, but fortunately she heard Yuanbi let out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, thanks to the master, it didn't hurt the vital point." Ning Wanwan finally let go of her dangling heart. go back.

    "However, we have to hurry back to Prince Yi's Mansion to treat the wound." After Yuanbi finished speaking, he immediately blew a loud whistle toward the sky.

    In an instant, an unmanned carriage rushed over from the alley on the side of the street, and finally stopped firmly in front of them.

    Yuanbi helped Si Zhan to get into the carriage first, and Ning Wanwan hurriedly followed behind and got into the carriage without saying a word.

    Yuanbi sat on the front of the car, quickly took out a thin bamboo tube from his arms, and sent a blue firework signal to the night sky.

    Then, when he was about to drive, he found Fuyi standing beside the car at a loss, looking at him, "Miss Fuyi, you..."

    "I'll follow you too." Fuyi snapped.

    Yuanbi hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and handed it to Fuyi. Fuyi quickly grabbed it.

    "Driving—" After a sound, the carriage galloped away in the direction of Prince Yi's Mansion.

    In the carriage, Si Zhan sat upright against a wall of the carriage, his face was almost transparent, his face was sweating, and his pupils seemed to be erratic.

    Ning Wanwan sat opposite Si Zhan, looked at Si Zhan worriedly and asked, "Uncle, does your wound hurt?"

    Si Zhan replied in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."

    After a while, Ning Wanwan replied in a low voice.

    Wanwan said again, "Uncle Huang, if you feel pain, you can lie down."

    When Ning Wanwan thought about it, she always felt something was wrong. After all, she was stabbed by someone, so there was no reason why it didn't hurt.

    She leaned over to Si Zhan, looked at his face with dark eyes and said, "But Uncle Huang, your face looks really bad, I know you must be in pain, if you Shout it out if it hurts."

    Si Zhan pursed his lips and didn't speak, this time, it seemed that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, only the crow feather-like long eyelashes kept trembling.