Chapter 412: Don't Bully My Mother
Pain...
When Su Luo woke up, she felt a pervasive pain, especially in her abdomen, as if it had been stirred by a knife, throbbing constantly.
"Hmm..." She couldn't help but let out a moan.
What's wrong?
My mind is all muddled and I can't think of anything.
Gradually, although the pain was still intense, consciousness finally cleared up.
Piercing screams, explosions, flames, and sirens of speeding police cars... everywhere are the bodies of my brothers.
"Oh no—!"
She let out a cry of surprise and sat up in bed.
"Has the prince woken up?" A low male voice sounded in his ear. After a daze, he finally saw clearly the person in front of him and the environment around him.
Lin Jingwen? Isn't he already with me...
No, didn't I die? Such a huge explosion is impossible to survive, and this is clearly her bedroom. Those golden rosewood custom-made furniture are one-of-a-kind.
What's going on?! Even if she didn't die, the police would never let her return to her own territory.
Su Luo's mind was filled with confusion, but her usual calm and composed demeanor kept her from showing any emotion.
"What's going on outside?" Let's get a clear picture first.
"Don't worry, Crown Prince. The power of the Giant Wolf Gang has been completely taken down by us. The gang leader is reorganizing those who have surrendered. As for your injury, White Hall Master said you need to rest and recover for a while."
The Wolf Pack, isn't that something from many years ago?
Su Luo was shocked for a moment but soon accepted the fact - she had actually returned to several years ago. Everything hadn't happened yet, and everyone was still alive!
If it's really like that, then it's truly a great fortune. I'm grateful to heaven for giving her another chance to turn things around.
This time, even if it means sacrificing myself, I must protect the lives of my brothers and let everyone live on, have food to eat, and absolutely cannot let a tragedy happen again.
Buddha blocks, kill Buddah! God blocks, kill God!
It suddenly dawned on him, and the pain and confusion in Su Luo's eyes also disappeared instantly, restoring her usual calm demeanor.
As expected, I was wrong! Lin Jingwen thought he was seeing things.
Who is sentimental, this person cannot be sentimental. Who is fragile, this person cannot be fragile. He secretly found that moment of misconception amusing.
"You should take your medicine." He held the tray with one hand, on which there was a bottle of pills and a cup of water. His tone was indifferent, and no emotion could be detected.
Su Luo poured the pills into her mouth and then gulped down the entire cup of water in one breath, probably because she had been lying down for a long time and was really thirsty.
"You go out first, I'll lie down for a while." Some things can't be said to others, she needs to calm down and think carefully by herself.
"Uh-huh."
Lin Jingwen packed up his things and was about to go out.
"Wait a minute." Su Luo stopped him again.
"Does the prince have any other orders?"
"Come here."
Lin Jingwen obediently walked back to the bed, slightly lowering his head. Before he could react, half of his jacket had almost been pulled up to his elbow by Su Luo.
I knew it!
Su Luo looked at him, always using only one hand to hold things, the other hand hanging unnaturally, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air, different from the medicinal smell on her abdomen, so she guessed that he should also be injured.
"How did it become like this, and you don't even know what to say when you're hurt." Su Luo saw the dark T-shirt with dried blood stains and frowned in distaste.
"It's just a minor injury, don't bother, Your Highness." Lin Jingwen closed his jacket and bowed slightly before turning to leave. He didn't think Su Luo would have the leisure to care about his injuries, but for them, this was indeed not a major wound, it hadn't hurt any tendons or bones, nor had it cut an artery, so just bandaging it would be fine.
"Sit down." Su Luo snatched the tray from his hand and put it on the bedside table, pressing him onto the footstool at the side of the bed. Then she reached for her phone and directly dialed Bai Yi's number, also known as White Lord in Lin Jingwen's mouth:
"Come over here."
Hang up without waiting for the other party to answer, because no matter where people are, they will rush over at the fastest speed.
In less than two minutes, a beauty with a white bathrobe draped over his shoulders, his chest exposed, and his shoulder-length hair still dripping wet, appeared in front of Su Luo's bed.
"Crown Prince, are you alright? It's not that serious, just a minor injury. I've used the best medicine on it, what else could be wrong?" White Robes was always confident in his medical skills, especially with his exclusive secret remedy. Although it was a bit overbearing, as long as it could withstand external injuries, its effectiveness would be remarkable. As he spoke, he reached out to lift Su Luo's quilt.
"I'm fine." Su Luo grasped his wrist, stopping his movement, her nose slightly sour.
Who would have thought that one day, this lazy and cunning person in front of me would cry like a child in despair and helplessness because he was powerless to save his falling brothers.
"Awen is injured, take a look at him." Su Luo didn't want to reveal her abnormality, pointing to Lin Jingyu's left shoulder with a calm tone.
The man in white seemed to suspect he had misheard and stared blankly for a moment before casting Lin Jingwen a sideways glance.
"It's not fatal. Since the prince is fine, I'll head back first." Having come to this conclusion, he shouldered his medical box again and prepared to return and continue soaking in his bath.
"Someone's leaving, but things are left behind. Call someone to bring in a basin of warm water." Su Luo moved over to the bedside and looked like she was going to personally apply medicine to Lin Jingyu.
This time, not only was Bai Yi surprised, but even Lin Jingwen didn't know what kind of trick Su Luo had up her sleeve.
"You can't tell, huh? This little white face is quite capable, the prince himself wants to apply medicine for you, have you been secretly practicing martial arts?" White Clothing sneered.
Lin Jingwen also grew up in the gang, and as children, they called each other brothers. However, later on, his father betrayed Qinglong and was executed by Su Luo's father, who was the leader of the gang at that time. From then on, he carried the nickname "Little Traitor". Logically speaking, he shouldn't have stayed in Qinglong anymore, but he insisted on staying, and recently even became the prince's bedfellow, which made his brothers look down on him even more.
Su Luo's hand was pressed on Lin Jingwen's uninjured shoulder, preventing him from moving around. Upon hearing this, he felt the muscles under his fingertips tense up a few notches, and there were also faint tremors that were almost imperceptible.
"What's the matter, hurry up." Su Luo glared at him. The man in white was reluctant, but still did as he was told, because in the entire Qinglong, no one would dare to disobey the prince's orders, let alone the leader of the gang.
Su Luo actually understood medicine, but had little clinical experience and wasn't skilled in wearing a white coat.
"Take off your coat." She ordered Lin Jingwen again.
Lin Jingwen still lowered his head, not wanting to let people see the mockery and stubbornness in his eyes: "The White Lord said it was right, this little injury wasn't worth getting the prince's hands dirty, I'll take care of it."
"You think just because I'm injured, I won't be able to do anything to you, huh?" Su Luo said with a playful tone, but it sent chills down the spines of those who heard him.
Lin Jingwen struggled slightly and chose to obey. He had endured so many things, there was no need to offend this person for such a small matter, he still had bigger things to do.
Su Luo looked at him with a resigned expression, feeling both helpless and fortunate. Fortunately, she could still intimidate these people, which would make it easier to deploy some things later on and save a lot of effort.
She cut a large piece of gauze, folded it several times, soaked it in warm water for a while, and then applied it to Lin Jingwen's injured shoulder. After repeating this process several times, the frozen blood clots finally dissolved, and the snow-white gauze and the water in the basin had all turned bright red.
She carefully started from the neckline, slowly, bit by bit, lifting it up until she confirmed that the fabric and flesh had completely separated without sticking together, then used scissors to cut off the entire T-shirt, and the wound was exposed before her eyes.
It should be a slash from a fighting knife, Suluo judged instinctively, and at this location, this depth, although it was a bit long, with the medicine of the white clothes, it shouldn't need stitches.
She also ordered the maids guarding the door to change several basins of water before cleaning up all the bloodstains on Lin Jingwen's upper body.
Before new blood came out, she quickly used a cotton swab to apply a liquid medicine to the entire wound and then thickly sprinkled a layer of medicinal powder on it.
If White Robes were here, I'd probably be scolded again. Damn it, his precious medicine is so valuable! Not to mention the difficulty in finding the ingredients, but making it is also particularly troublesome. He wouldn't even give it to ordinary people, yet he gave so much of it to "Little Traitor" all at once! It's infuriating!
Of course, the effect of this medicine is still visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the blood beads that were still oozing out stopped one after another.
Also notable is its painful sensation.
Lin Jingwen, who had been silent and allowing Su Luo to manipulate him, suddenly let out a stifled cry. But he quickly suppressed it, gritting his teeth and not making another sound, only the bulging veins on his forehead and the beads of cold sweat revealing the pain he was enduring.
He didn't think Su Luo was maliciously teasing him, because although he had never used this medicine before, at least he had heard of it, and the prince wasn't that boring a person. If he wanted to deal with him, he could just come directly, and he wouldn't be able to resist anyway, there was no need to beat around the bush like this.
Su Luo is personally experiencing the medicinal properties of this medicine, and at this moment, she is still going through it, so Lin Jingwen's current feeling is crystal clear.
She unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead with a clean towel and blew gently on the wound.
This time, Lin Jingwen was really scared and couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. He lifted his head and stared at her with an extremely shocked gaze.
Is this person still the crown prince?
Su Luo was stared at by him before she came back to herself and realized what she had done.
Why am I making such a girly gesture? I must be still half asleep and my brain is numb.
"What are you looking at!" He glared furiously at Lin Jingwen, using this to cover up his embarrassment.
That's right, Lin Jingwen lowered his head again. So he also missed Su Luo's red face and ear tips.
After applying the medicine, he began to bandage. The white gauze wrapped around his armpit in circle after circle until it completely covered the wound, and only when he was sure it wouldn't shift did Su Luo use a bandage to secure it for him.
"You don't have to come over for the next few days, just take care of yourself. I'll get someone to change your bandages for you, don't try to be a hero again or people will say I'm treating my subordinates harshly. Get out, I'm tired." Su Luo found an excuse for his "good deed" and felt relieved, so he dismissed Lin Jingwen. She didn't bother to nurse him every day, that would be too humiliating.
"En, thank you, Prince." Unable to discern his sincerity, Lin Jingwen thanked him and took his leave.
The servant then came in to tidy up the room and waited on Su Luo as she washed her hands before lying back down on the bed.