MTL - After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord)-Chapter 182 Your husband really cares about you

   Chapter 182 Your husband actually cares about you

  Fortunately, before leaving in the morning, Mao Ming carefully prepared a bottle of medicine overnight, telling him not to take it unless it was necessary, otherwise, he would lose himself today.

   His eyes darkened slightly, and now he can't see the intention of the person behind him.

   Zhou Qing had a wishful thinking, wanted Lin'an's business, wanted to use his hand to kill Song Yan, provoke Prince Lu's attack, and reap the benefits of the fisherman himself.

  It's just a pity, he made a wrong calculation and he didn't die.

   Zhou Qing should not know that he has Gu in his body. This Gu is poison and medicine. It is not that the poison of Gu has attacked and swallowed the medicinal effect of Ruanjinsan. He will die today.

  Oh, his eyes gradually became cloudy, and when he returns, let's count it one by one.

   Su An'an was helping him clean up the blood on his back, and slowly picked out some weed debris that unfortunately collapsed from the wound on his back.

   He was slashed several times in the back. It was really scary. One of them slanted down from his right shoulder, and almost reached his waist, almost slashing him.

   If the force was a little heavier, the bones would be visible.

   She frowned and said worriedly, "Can you just sprinkle some medicine for such a deep wound?"

   Shen Juncheng was pulled back to his senses by her voice, and said, "It's okay."

   His medicine is the master's unique secret recipe, and the curative effect is very good.

   Su Anan pursed her lips, knowing that there was no other way than this.

   can only be bandaged like this.

   She wiped down the deepest wound. The blood around it was so smudged that blood was all over her back. She washed the handkerchief to help him clean it up.

   Suddenly, she stopped.

   saw that there was an old scar on his left waist. The scar was meandering, and the position near the waist was a little hideous, as if a sharp weapon had penetrated through his back waist.

  As a person in the rivers and lakes, there are some old wounds on his body that are nothing, and when he just cleaned his abdominal wound, there were also several small wounds.

   It’s just not that conspicuous, not that, familiar…

   Aware that she suddenly stopped moving, Shen Juncheng was a little strange, turned slightly sideways, glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and saw that she was staring straight at his lower back.

   For a moment, his teeth were a little sore. Why was she staring at the body of a foreigner?

   This is obviously a distraction, not a drug.

   "Why is Mrs. Shen staring at this seat like this?"

  Su Anan was recovered by his question, only to realize that he was being rude. Just as he was about to speak, he heard him say something frivolous, "It's easy for people to misunderstand you like this."

Su An'an blushed when he said it, and felt that he was always stunned by him, so he was very shameless, and suddenly replied angrily, "what can I misunderstand? Qing people are self-clearing, I am just helping You just take the medicine."

Seeing that she was not ashamed to speak, Shen Juncheng replied, with a very light "tsk", and said, "If you were to take the medicine, you would not move for a long time. It's easy for people to misunderstand that you are greedy for this seat. body."

   "Although, I also know that my figure is really good, but Mrs. Shen..."

   "Cold Mo Yan!"

   Su Anan interrupted him suddenly, really lost to him.

   The thought she just had in a moment must be an illusion, an illusion!

  Shen Juncheng saw that she seemed a little angry, so he fell silent.

  Su Anan silently helped him clean up the stains from the wound, and then began to spread the medicine, and then tore his skirt into strips of cloth to bandage him.

  Fortunately, his skirt was made of satin, not rough.

When    wrapped the cloth for him, he couldn't help but glance at the scar on his lower back, hesitated, and asked, "What's the matter with the injury on your lower back?"

  Shen Juncheng paused, she just stared at it for a long time, was she looking at the scar?

   said lightly: "It was only one time he was plotted against."

   The iron hook almost pierced through his waist and abdomen, and the injury was visible to the bones, but he had to lie down for three months.

   Su Anan snorted, feeling that he didn't want to say more and didn't ask.

   suddenly asked you, "Why did you come here?"

   She didn't think she had a deep friendship with the unpopular door owner, so how did he come over in the first place?

   Still so desperate to protect her?

  Shen Jun Chenglong put on his clothes, looked at her embarrassed appearance, and said, "It's just entrusted by others."

   Entrusted by others?

   She hurriedly asked, "Who dragged you?"

   He raised his eyelashes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Suddenly, he remembered that when he first fell into Amber Village, he heard her cry.

   She shouted yes, Shen Juncheng...

   She expected him to come, right?

   It's just a pity, he can only be in this capacity, I wonder if she will be sad?

   had to make an excuse and try to appease her: "It's Shen Juncheng."

   Su An'an's eyes brightened, it was said that Shen Jun entrusted him to come.

   "You know each other, right?" She had guessed before.

  Shen Juncheng nodded very lightly, as an admission.

   Su Anan suddenly asked: "Then, the first time you saved me, did it have something to do with him?"

   After all, she didn't return all night, but Shen Juncheng seemed very relieved. He didn't ask questions, and didn't take the opportunity to leave her. Instead, he was tolerant to her later.

   Shen Juncheng raised his eyebrows, he must not hide the good things he did, and said, "Well, all of them."

   It is rare to say seriously, "Your husband actually cares about you."

   Su Anan hummed, feeling a little throbbing in her heart.

   Shen Juncheng looked at a very cold and indifferent person, but he asked someone to rescue her twice.

   She lost a little bit, and the corner of her lips raised a slight smile, and said, "Thank you."

   Shen Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "Shouldn't it be to thank your husband?"

  Su An'an said: "Thank him, and naturally also the unpopular master."

   If he hadn't made such a heavy promise, what he had promised would have been fulfilled. Perhaps, she would have been arrested today.

Shen Juncheng snorted, his eyes softened a little, and as soon as he reached out, Su Anan quickly took his girdle over, because of the tilted angle, she seemed to see that there was a pocket in his girdle. Zhang Pazi, slightly showing a corner.

   Shen Juncheng didn't pay attention, took it naturally, and planned to buckle it himself.

  Su Anan didn't know what to think, but suddenly he took it from his hand again and said, "I'll help you." Then he leaned over and circled it to help him buckle it.

   Knowing how to untie it, and naturally know how to buckle it, but this time there was no embarrassment.

   Shen Juncheng didn't pay attention to her expression, maybe he was subconsciously accustomed to her helping to buckle the girdle, after all, she served him before.

   He just felt tired, so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes, so he lay down, obviously still not in good spirits, he was just holding on.

   Su Anan brought him some hot water to drink. After all, there is nothing here, and the two of them have nothing to eat. They can't get wild fruits when it's dark. The two of them will be hungry.

  Shen Juncheng closed his eyes, not sure if he fell asleep or closed his eyes to rest.

   After pouring out the blood, Su Anan went to make a clean basin and set it aside, and then went to make the fire a little more vigorous. After all, when he just touched him, he felt that his body temperature was very low, very low like someone.

   She sat by the fire, wet her handkerchief and wiped her face, then looked at the man who lay motionless.

   (end of this chapter)