Chapter 294 If I don’t marry you, wouldn’t that be ungrateful?
"What?!!"
Song Jiuyuan was stunned and didn't care about Duan Xian. He hurriedly asked Song Yi to lock the man up, and then took Jiang Wan's hand and went back to the backyard.
They walked so fast that they didn't even notice Lin Tingyu, who looked lost, not far away.
Duan Xian sneered, "Lin Tingyu, you turned against me for Jiang Wan, and what was the result?
She doesn't seem to care about you, and now she's even ignoring you, how does it feel?"
"Shut up!"
Lin Tingyu has a very gentle personality, but at this moment, his usually gentle eyes were filled with chilliness.
"How good are you? It seemed that Miss Song didn't even look at you just now.
You are really interesting. You were trying to plot against Miss Song, but ended up being bewitched by her instead."
Lin Tingyu observed so carefully that he did not miss the annoyed look in Song Jiuli's eyes when she came in.
Duan Xian sneered, "So what? At least she was gentle and considerate to me.
But you, have nothing. Oh, yes, I forgot to remind you that if you play a trick on him, he will not let you go."
He was naturally talking about the mysterious man, and Lin Tingyu knew it clearly.
But the moment he made the decision, he understood that even if he could never get Jiang Wan, he would not regret it.
At least he had a clear conscience, at least... in her heart, he was not dirty.
"Mr. Lin, don't listen to his nonsense. Miss Jiang is in a hurry to see the master."
Song Yi interrupted Duan Xian quietly, "The prince sent someone to take Master Lin to the guest room to rest.
Don't worry, the prince will ensure the safety of you and your brother and will not give those people the opportunity to hurt you."
"Um."
Even though Lin Tingyu felt bitter, he never blamed Jiang Wan. After all, if it weren't for him, he might not even have the qualifications to stand here at this moment.
Seeing that Lin Tingyu was unmoved, Duan Xian felt like he was punching cotton, feeling very uncomfortable.
…
When Jiang Wan and the others hurried over, Song Qing was talking nonsense on the couch.
"Yuan'er..."
"Ayin, I am sorry for you."
“Mother, mother!!”
“…”
Madam Song was holding Song Qing's hand and crying. When she saw Jiang Wan, she hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Wanwan."
"I'll take a look."
Jiang Wan placed her fingertips directly on his pulse, and the doctor kneeling not far away whispered a reminder:
“The master is weak and was stabbed by a sword. He is now haunted by nightmares and may recover his previous memories.
If he can’t bear the blow, I’m afraid…”
"Stop talking."
The usually gentle Madam Song had a rare cold expression, "Brother Qing, what hasn't you experienced?
I believe he can handle it, he is so strong, he is not a weak person."
Her beautiful eyes fell on Song Qing's face, which had finally gained some flesh, and she sighed slightly.
"Brother Qing, you said you would take me to live a peaceful life for a few days, but only a few days have passed."
"Mom, let Wanwan show Dad."
Song Jiuyuan had no choice but to interrupt Madam Song. Madam Song nodded slightly and wiped the sweat off Song Qing's face with a handkerchief.
Jiang Wan waved to Qiu Niang, took out a bag of golden needles, and used a few golden needles. Song Qing, who was having a nightmare just now, stopped.
He lay there quietly, as if he was asleep, but his face was still pale.
Jiang Wan frowned and looked at Song Qing's bloodstained clothes, and said to the doctor who was kneeling down:
"Rebandage his wound first."
"Let me do it." Song Jiuyuan stepped forward and took the medicine powder prepared by Jiang Wan.
Madam Song took the female family members and stayed outside, holding Jiang Wan's hand.
"Wanwan, luckily you are here today, otherwise I really don't know what to do."
"Don't worry, he's fine. Just as the doctor said, he should be able to recover his memory soon."
Jiang Wan had just taken Song Qing's pulse carefully. If her inference was correct, Song Qing had suffered a head injury before, which led to his amnesia.
The injury today stimulated his brain, and those memories that he subconsciously forgot will probably be recalled.
"It would be good to get my memory back."
Madam Song sighed, "Brother Qing was also a brave general in the past, and he has been missing for such a long time for no apparent reason.
It's time to find the person who hurt him back then, and if he can regain his memory, Yuan'er can avenge him."
They chatted for a while outside until Song Jiuyuan bandaged Song Qing's wound. Then Jiang Wan went in again with the gold needle bag.
Madam Song sent everyone away, leaving only her family members. Jiang Wan held the golden needles and dropped them one by one.
Song Qing's forehead was still covered with sweat, and Madam Song was gently wiping it for him.
After giving more than ten needles in a row, Jiang Wan was exhausted. This time the acupuncture was different from the ordinary ones. She used her special powers every time she gave the needles.
Song Jiuyuan quickly noticed that Jiang Wan was acting strange, and he shouted with concern:
"Wanwan."
"Nothing."
Jiang Wan forced herself to get a few more injections. Her back was already covered in cold sweat and her body softened slightly.
A strong hand supported his back, and Song Jiuyuan's voice was filled with worry.
"Wanwan, if..."
"Wait a moment longer, and you can remove the needle."
Jiang Wan gave him a smile, but she didn't know that her expression looked very ugly.
This smile made Song Jiuyuan feel distressed. He held a square towel with his slender and distinct knuckles and gently wiped the sweat off her face.
"Thank you, Wanwan."
Thank her for always saving his family without hesitation. Her love for him makes him feel ashamed.
"Don't make that expression. This isn't my first time. Just rest for a few days."
Jiang Wan saves people depending on her mood, and she has done so in her previous life.
"You care so much about me. If I don't repay you with my body, wouldn't that be ungrateful?"
Song Jiuyuan's words as if no one was around made Jiang Wan's pretty face flush, and she glared at him unhappily.
"You want beauty!"
The two of them were talking in low voices. Madam Song and the other three were standing in front of Song Qing, but they didn't pay any attention.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Wan's body recovered a little. She stood up and pulled out the golden needles from Song Qing's body one by one.
"If you wait a little longer, he will wake up."
"Thank you, Sister Wanwan."
There was mist in Song Jiuli's beautiful eyes. The three siblings had lost their father once, so they cared about him even more.
Madam Song also held Jiang Wan's hand and wanted to say something else. Jiang Wan was just worrying about how to deal with it when she heard Song Jiuchi exclaim.
"father!"
Everyone looked over, and Song Qing on the hospital bed opened his eyes slightly. A look of confusion flashed across his eyes.
The next second, his eyes fell on Madam Song, with a worried look in his eyes, "Ayin, are you okay?"
Jiang Wan was certain that the two were in true love and the children were accidents. He didn't even notice the three children.
"Brother Qing, I'm fine."
Mrs. Song was in a state of confusion, tears streaming down her face. "You scared me to death. I thought you were going to abandon us again, wuwuwu..."
"Ayin, don't cry."
Song Qing pursed his lips and wanted to smile at Madam Song, but because of his weak body, he could not move at all.
Madam Song held him down, her voice choking with sobs, "You are already like this, why are you still moving?"
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