Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 32
An Xiangwan thought about it, deliberately bleeding his injured hand.

Zong Che smelled the smell of blood at the tip of his nose. Seeing her injured arm, the blood had seeped into the gauze, and the redness could be seen in the blink of an eye, which made him frown, and immediately let her go.

"I'm sorry... I touched the wound."

An Xiangwan pretended to be helpless and pitiful, but Zong Che had already seen through her tricks.

This woman is always trying to be brave and doesn't know how to cherish herself... How should he evaluate her?
"Wait a minute, I'll find a servant to come and re-bandage you." Zong Che said helplessly, then turned and floated out of the room.

He didn't come back after he went out. The servant was bewitched by his ghostly tricks, and after helping her to treat the wound, the servant stayed in the room for her all night. If he was like this, he had a heart for her.

Zong Che did not leave, but stayed outside her window until dawn, enduring with long-lost irritability, as if he owed her.

Gong Ze just came back from Zhai City at dawn, and just entered the door, Zong Che floated in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, which gave him a big jump, and patted his frightened, fragile heart, pretending to beg for mercy with a desperate expression on his face.

"Brother, I still want to live a long life."

Zong Che ignored his reaction and said directly: "She was stabbed in the arm by a knife last night, you go to the room and show her the wound."

Gong Ze couldn't believe it when he heard the words, Ming Zong Che is so powerful, someone can hurt An Xiangwan?

"How did you get stabbed?"

"Trouble."

Zong Che threw out two words in disgust, if not, how could he attract bees and butterflies everywhere?
"Pfft..."

Gong Ze couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this, it would be too cold to even have such an explanation as a joke.

Zong Che looked over coldly, and Gong Ze immediately put away his smile when he saw this, and nodded solemnly: "Cough...I'm going to check the little beauty's injuries right now."

After finishing speaking, he strode into the room and walked towards An Xiangwan's room.

An Xiangwan didn't sleep well last night, her wound was burning like a fire, and she was tormented repeatedly, making it difficult for her to breathe, and she was covered in cold sweat.

When Gong Ze came back to check her wounds, she had the illusion of returning to the world from hell.

Zong Che floated outside the window to watch the situation in the room, so irritable that he could only frown and watch.

Gong Ze brought medicine for the wound, clear water, and carefully removed the gauze for her. He saw that her wound was infected, inflamed and purulent. The wound was a bit large and needed stitches. If she came back earlier, her wound might not have deteriorated to this extent.

The last time she was stabbed, she had just recovered halfway, and now she was stabbed again. I can't imagine how unlucky she is.

Local anesthesia is required for stitches.

An Xiangwan didn't dare to look at the picture of her wound being stitched up. She turned her face away, gritted her teeth and endured it. Just feeling something sharp piercing her flesh, and the repeated pulling and threading of the needle and thread, she couldn't feel anything. Well, she is more numb and frightening than being stabbed.

After Gong Ze finished processing, he handed her anti-inflammatory tablets.

Just after An Xiangwan took the medicine, he suddenly heard him ask: "Miss An, I saw you kissing Ah Che in a remote corner last night."

(End of this chapter)