The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 998 Why is it still him

The palm wind he swung didn't land on the ground, but he himself weakened his legs and feet.

Rong Jinkang threw Yingge Kang into the room face down on the bed like a sack, and pulled off his trousers without stopping.

It happened that Yingge's wounds were inconvenient to deal with by himself, and he was unwilling to ask others for help, so of course the medicine Rong Jin gave him was useless.

But at this moment, what is more eye-catching than the burst wounds are the old wounds on Yingge's back that criss-cross.

There were welts, burns, and scars from piercings with sharp objects.

Among these many things, the one that attracted Rong Jin's attention the most was an obvious knife suture mark on Yingge's waist.

The seam stretched all the way to Yingge's lower abdomen. In order to see it more conveniently, Rong Jin turned Yingge's face without hesitation.

Then, both of them stopped.

Yingge was angry, if he could move now, he would draw his sword and chop off the bastard in front of him!
As for Rong Jin, he didn't feel embarrassed seeing Yingge's body, instead he reached out to touch it.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were a servant."

Yingge's blood surged up: "I will step on your ancestors..."

Rong Jin was ready to be scolded, but suddenly there was no follow-up. When he looked up, Yingge had already passed out.

When Yingge woke up again, Rong Jin was sitting beside his bed, with one hand on his waist.

Yingge didn't even think about it, just raised her hand and just slapped her.

This time, Rong Jin didn't dodge.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it off nonchalantly. Yingge looked at him with crazy eyes: "Why don't you hide?"

Rong Jin pouted on his back, and replied calmly: "I'm stitching up the wound."

It is inconvenient to have needles and knives in hand.

Yingge was so full of anger that he suddenly had nowhere to rest, so beat him up, this man is healing himself, so don't beat him up, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Rong Jin finally sewed up the last stitch, and when he cut the thread, he seemed to say inadvertently, "Sorry."

"Looked at your place."

Yingge: "... Get lost!"

Disappear in front of me immediately!

Rong Jin found that he was hated, Yingge would rather go to Ji Wushuang to change her dressing than let Rong Jin get within two meters of her.

He felt a little inconvenient, because it didn't count as his repaying the favor. After thinking about it, he asked Ji Wushuang to apply a cartilage powder to Yingge before changing the dressing, and then let himself.

This request sounds very unreasonable, but Ji Wushuang knew that even if he refused, Rong Jin would do it himself.

He didn't want to waste time on unnecessary disputes, so he asked casually, "What did you do?"

Although he was not familiar with Yingge, but it was the first time that he saw someone so clearly expressing his dislike for senior brother, he felt a little strange.

Rong Jin held his chin: "Maybe... because I took off his clothes?"

But he didn't mention Yingge's physical disability.

Ji Wushuang said "Oh", and suddenly froze in the next moment: "Ah?"

Rong Jin squinted at him: "You gave him medicine without taking off his clothes?"

It also seems to make sense.

Since the senior brother is here to repay favors, let's just change people.

Yingge was in a daze when someone lifted her clothes up and her trousers were pulled down.

The location of the wounded place is a bit awkward.

He originally wanted to wait for the wound to heal itself, but that Rong Jin was too entangled, maybe he would come back if he didn't heal up sooner, but after the medicine was changed, he looked back - why is it still him!
Rong Jin skillfully wrapped him in a bandage, and Yingge was unable to move under the effect of the drug, only the anger was rising layer by layer.

Rong Jin glanced at him: "There is no difference between seeing it once and watching it several times."

(End of this chapter)