Chapter 114
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"It's easy to pull the wound if you sit like this," Wei Ziyao reminded him.
"Can you stand lying on your stomach all the time?"
Ki Chien-chul retorted in annoyance. This tone? If it was before, Wei Ziyao would definitely not forgive him, but now she tolerated it.
However, her tolerance was rewarded with a certain man's insatiable desire.
Ki Chien-chul looked at Wei Ziyao with disdain. "Didn't This King only faint for a few days? How did you become so thin? "
"I'm on a diet." Wei Ziyao could not be bothered with him. She dealt with the messy medicine beside her while dealing with him.
"You're ugly to begin with, and you're even uglier when you're as thin as a match." He ridiculed her even more.
"Fine! I'm ugly! Then you might as well not look at me. I'll call your Ruier over and let her serve you! "
Wei Ziyao was about to leave when she finished speaking, but Ki Chien-chul grabbed her hand.
"Hiss …" His wound was pulled.
"Are you sick? Lie down and let me see your wound."
Wei Ziyao nervously asked him to lie down. However, not only did Ki Chien-chul not lie down, he even held onto her hand and refused to let go.
"You're so stupid. Did This King have to say that his heart aches when he sees you thin and that you'll only be happy if you eat more?"
Wei Ziyao froze when she heard this, but she quickly reacted.
"Eh …" She was very disgusted. "That's disgusting. I don't buy it. You should keep that to your Ruier. Lie down and let me see your wound."
"Wound, wound, wound. You only know about the wound every day." Ki Chien-chul complained and lay down. He wondered whether Wei Ziyao cared about him or what the wound looked like.
"I told you not to move. It's bleeding again. If you continue like this, you'll die." After she said this, Ki Chien-chul seemed to have suddenly thought of something.
Suddenly, he was furious. "Wei Ziyao! You want This King to die so that you can remarry. You want This King to be buried so that you can consummate your marriage with someone else, right? "
"Puff … Cough, cough, cough …" Consort Duan almost choked to death outside.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Ziyao lowered her voice. Wasn't this affecting her positive image?
"You said it yourself that day. You said that if I died, you would remarry, and also …"
Wei Ziyao quickly covered Ki Chien-chul's mouth. "Shut up, or else …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Ki Chien-chul frown in pain.
"What? Does the wound hurt? "
"Yes." He nodded with difficulty.
Wei Ziyao quickly removed the gauze and changed his dressing.
"Hiss …"
"Eh!"
"Huff …"
Ki Chien-chul kept making noises. Wei Ziyao panicked.
"Does it hurt?"
"What do you think?" Ki Chien-chul gritted his teeth.
Wei Ziyao was puzzled. He didn't seem to be in so much pain when she was digging up his flesh yesterday. What was wrong with him today?
"Then, then I'll be gentler. Just tell me if it hurts."
Wei Ziyao felt that her movements were gentle enough, but in the end, she still did it much more gently.
Hearing the voices inside, Consort Duan put down her teacup. "Ziyao, stay here and take care of Che Er. This consort is tired and wants to find a place to rest. Why don't we go to your courtyard?"
"Hm? Oh ~ Okay. Tsui Hee, bring Consort Duan there and come back after she's settled down. "
"Yes." Tsui Hee obediently accepted the order and brought Consort Duan to the medicinal garden.
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