The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 670: Xiao Yu Also Requested to Marry Su Yingxue.

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Su Yingxue’s cheeks were burning hot as she quickly walked back to the medicine hut.

Saint Ruan saw her flushed face and teased her, “Oh? Did you go to warm yourself by the fire? You look like you’re about to catch fire!”

“Old man, shut up! Or I’ll pluck out your beard!”

Su Yingxue glared at him fiercely.

Saint Ruan chuckled, “You’re all worked up now, like a rabbit ready to bite someone! But I’m not the one who proposed to you, so if you want to bite, find the right person! Oh, by the way, the person inside is still waiting for you!”

“You’re the rabbit!”

Su Yingxue retorted fiercely.

But the person inside…

Su Yingxue remembered that today was the day to detoxify Zi Wei.

She quickly snatched the medicine from Saint Ruan and dashed inside.

Saint Ruan lounged back on the rattan chair, crossed his legs, and sighed softly, “All, with so many admirers, can you settle it all in this lifetime?”

It seemed there were advantages to being alone!

Inside the medicine hut, Zi Wei lay on the hospital bed, visible poisonous gas emanating from his naked body.

Su Yingxue used silver needles to force the poison to a single point, then cut open his finger to release all the poisonous blood.

After drinking the medicine, Zi Wei’s body and complexion returned to normal.

Su Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief, her expression easing, “That’s great, Zi Wei. One more treatment and all the poison in your body will be cleared.”

There was no joy on Zi Wei’s face, and the purple hue at the corners of his eyes deepened.

Su Yingxue gently caressed his eyes, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy? Once the poison is gone, you’ll live a long life.”

Live a long life?

He didn’t care.

There was no expression on Zi Wei’s cold face, “Will you… get married?”

Su Yingxue’s hand paused, “Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

“Will you?” Zi Wei asked.

“Of course. I like the Ninth Prince. I want to marry him.”

When Su Yingxue mentioned Chu Yihan, a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her eyes, painting a picturesque scene.

Zi Wei’s heart sank.

He gripped the knife, got off the bed, and left without a word.

“Zi Wei, where are you going? Don’t you want the candy anymore?”

Su Yingxue took out the candy packet from her belt, which she had been saving for him in case he refused to take the medicine.

But today…

Watching Zi Wei’s retreating figure, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he wouldn’t return.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yu arrived.

Su Miaoyan couldn’t contain her excitement, waiting eagerly at the front door.

She rushed to greet Xiao Yu, expecting him to acknowledge her as usual.

But Xiao Yu brushed past her with Xiao Si’s help, as if he hadn’t seen her, leaving Su Miaoyan rooted to the spot.

Xiao Si noticed Su Miaoyan, “Young Master, Miss Miaoyan is here to pick you up, right?”

“Shut up!”

Xiao Yu’s face turned cold and stern, his handsome features pale, his demeanor even more grim.

“Young Master…”

There was a hint of pity in Xiao Si’s eyes.

In all the years he had served him, he had never seen Young Master so happy to see anyone as he was with Su Miaoyan.

But unfortunately, the family head had ordered him to marry Su Yingxue.

“Sigh…”

Xiao Si could only lament silently for his young master.

In the front hall, Su Qingzhi sat in the high seat, facing Xiao Yu. Both exuded an air of importance, making the spacious hall feel somewhat cramped.

Su Yingxue had to serve tea to the guests. Before entering, she saw Su Miaoyan lingering outside and pulled her in, “Why aren’t you going to see your handsome brother?”