Back at the restaurant, the boss was not surprised by Wen Chi’s tragic appearance and warmly took him to the room that had been arranged long ago and ordered the waiter to prepare hot water for a bath and brand new clothes for him.
Wen Chi’s clothes had long been soaked with sweat and because he fell and rolled on the ground, it was stained with a lot of dust. Even he himself smelled a strange smell coming from him.
He doesn’t know how Shi Ye held him and ran for so long…
After Wen Chi took off his clothes, he found that his ankles were red and swollen, like a steamed bun and it hurt even when he touched it lightly and both knees were worn out and the blood hadn’t clotted yet so it looked bloody.
His waist was also severely sprained and even if he turned his body slightly, it was so painful that he couldn’t help suck back several breaths of cold air.
Wen Chi didn’t dare to take a bath, so he barely scrubbed his body, then hurriedly lay down on the bed.
He wanted to ask the waiter for some gauze and medicinal wine but after lying on the bed, he found it difficult to even get up, as if all the bones in his body had been torn apart.
It hurts.
He felt nothing but pain.
The pain caused him to sweat and he wrapped himself into a dumpling with the quilt and almost lost consciousness.
He didn’t know how long he slept but Wen Chi was still slightly conscious, he could feel someone entering his room and walking upto to his bed.
The person sat down beside his bed and seemed to be staring at him.
Although Wen Chi didn’t have the strength to open his eyes, the strong presence of stalking made him unconsciously get goosebumps all over his body.
The person’s eyes wandered slowly over him and after a while, a hand touched his cheek and the familiar cold touch spread across his senses.
It was actually Shi Ye.
Wen Chi was surprised, only Shi Ye’s hands could be this cold and only Shi Ye would like to touch his face so perversely.
When he was thinking like this, Shi Ye’s fingertips suddenly stopped at his mouth.
Wen Chi was extremely confused, he really didn’t think his charm was so great that Shi Ye came to his room in the middle of the night just to touch his face.
The next moment, Shi Ye pinched his chin, forced him to open his mouth and then put his fingertips into his mouth.
Wen Chi: “…”
Just as he was about to open his eyes, he felt Shi Ye’s fingertip swipe sharply on one of his teeth.
A sticky, bloody smell immediately spread in the mouth.
Wen Chi, who was pretending to be asleep, could no longer pretend to be asleep. He opened his eyes in panic and struggled to sit up despite the pain on his body.
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However, it seems that Shi Ye was prepared for this and pressed his shoulders and easily pinned him to the bed.
Wen Chi didn’t know what Shi Ye was going to do to him. The fear of the unknown filled his mind instantly. He was so frightened that his body was shivering. He held Shi Ye’s fingers and said vaguely, “Your highness, please spare my life. I’m wrong. I really know that I’m wrong. woo woo woo woo…”
As he said that, he was so aggrieved that he cried.
He thought he was too unlucky. It wasn’t that he wanted to run back, it was the broken system that forced him to run back and now all the blame was on his head.
It’s all the fault of the broken system!
Wen Chi was so frightened that he couldn’t control his crying for a while, plus he was holding a finger in his mouth, howling like a ghost.
In the end, even Shiye got a headache from his crying and said in a cold voice: “Bengong didn’t blame you, why are you crying?”
Wen Chi cried: “I am sad.”
Shi Ye couldn’t bear it any longer: “Shut up!”
The strong desire to survive stopped Wen Chi’s cries abruptly. He tried his best to keep his mouth shut and looked pitifully at Shi Ye’s gray-black figure with his almond eyes covered with mist.
The room was dark and only the faint moonlight shone in from the windowsill, barely reflecting a vague outline of what was in the room.
However, Shi Ye’s sight is very good, not only can he see the ugly appearance of Wen Chi crying with his finger in his mouth, but also see that even if Wen Chi was silent, big tears were rolling out of the corner of his eyes.
Shi Ye paused and finally suppressed the urge to wipe away Wen Chi’s tears. He ordered, “Drink my blood.”
Wen Chi didn’t dare to disobey Shi Ye’s words, so he bit the bullet and swallowed all the blood in his mouth.
The amazing thing is that although Shi Ye’s blood also had a fishy taste, it was not as difficult to swallow as one would expect.
Immediately afterwards, the pain in Wen Chi’s body dissipated very quickly and he even felt that the wound on his knee was healing visibly.
Heavens ……
Wen Chi was shocked beyond words.
What’s going on?
Shi Ye’s blood turned out to be…
In a trance, Wen Chi remembered what the Grand princess said to Shi Ye. He thought that the Grand princess was worried that Shi Ye’s face and legs would not recover, so she tried her best to persuade Shi Ye to see a doctor.
But now it seems that maybe the Grand princess was referring to this ability of Shi Ye.
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