After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 97 The wound heals with the naked eye
He looked at the blood on Song Yihuan's hand with very calm eyes.

After all, Qi Su is a doctor, and he saw a lot of blood.

These days in the Li residence, only Chu Shuolan vomited blood, which was the amount of blood he had seen in the past few years of treating illnesses and saving lives.

As soon as Qi Su's words fell, a figure rushed towards him quickly.

Song Nuoyan came to Song Yihuan, pulled her up from the ground, held her bleeding hand, and frowned tightly.

His voice was worried and distressed: "Why are you so careless, does it hurt?"

Song Yihuan still had an expression of wanting to cry before, but now under Song Nuoyan's care, she couldn't help showing a warm smile.

She pouted her small mouth, and brought her injured hand that had stopped bleeding to Song Nuoyan's face: "Just blow it to me and it won't hurt anymore."

Upon hearing this, Song Nuoyan knew that she was fine.

He lowered his head and gently blew on Song Yihuan's hand, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Song Yihuan looked at the tingling hand, and said playfully, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Even though she said so, Song Nuoyan's face still didn't look any better.

There was a bit of doubt on his delicate and beautiful face: "Will the wound be infected? Let's go back to the city and find a medical clinic."

After speaking, he took Song Yihuan's other good hand and walked towards the carriage not far away.

Song Yihuan didn't resist, and followed his movements.

Seeing that the siblings were about to leave, Qi Su stood up and shouted, "Miss Song—"

Song Nuoyan continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear it.

On the contrary, Song Yihuan stopped when she heard the other party's voice, and turned her head to look at Qi Su, who was standing not far behind with a deep face and full of exile aura.

As soon as she stopped, Song Nuoyan also stopped. He didn't dare not stop, for fear that if he continued to move forward, he would hurt Song Yihuan.

Song Yihuan smiled faintly at Qi Su: "What's the matter?"

Facing the smile on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, Qi Su slightly bent her lips: "It's nothing, I just thought that I will live with Miss Song in the future, and I want to get acquainted with you."

"Who lives with you! Can you talk? If you can't talk, shut up!"

When Song Nuoyan heard the words, he became anxious immediately.

Qi Su was confused, and looked at him puzzled, not knowing where he said something wrong.

In the future, when Song Yihuan married to Li's residence, they would indeed live together. In order to facilitate the treatment of Chu Shuolan, he and the other party have always lived in the same courtyard.

Song Nuoyan didn't understand, but Song Yihuan did.

She took the second elder brother's hand, then nodded slightly to Qi Su: "I will ask Doctor Qi to take care of you in the future."

Doctors are the last person to offend, and Song Yihuan's attitude is still friendly.

"It's easy to say, easy to say—" The smile on Qi Su's face was somewhat genuine.

He thought in his heart that he hoped that the other party would marry to Li's mansion quickly, so that he could study carefully, what rare treasures were on the other party's body, and why every time he saw the other party, his Gu King would be particularly agitated.

Just now, before he applied the medicine to the white tiger, the Gu King he was carrying with him changed again.

It was only after he looked up that he realized Song Yihuan's existence.

Looking at the backs of the Song brothers and sisters leaving, Qi Su slowly looked away.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the white tiger that had bitten someone.

This lowering of the head to look at it made his face change drastically.

I saw that the wound on Baihu's stomach where the medicine was applied was slowly healing.

It's actually healing, at a slow rate that's visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)