Ran Xin was amused by Sang Shang's words, and held the back of the co-pilot's seat and laughed tremblingly, unable to stop for a long time.

"Is it that funny?" An Jiu glanced at Ran Xin in the rearview mirror speechlessly.

"Well, well," Ran Xin smiled and nodded, "I feel happy to see you unlucky anytime,"

An Jiu cut lightly and then ignored Ran Xin.

Sang Shang looked at Ran Xin, who was smiling again, and his mood became extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub Ran Xin's soft hair.

"If you like long hair, don't cut it in the future," Sang Shang touched Ran Xin's short, curly hair.

"Do you think my hair feels good to the touch?" Ran Xin didn't think that Sang Shang wanted to grow his long hair out of kindness.

"That's right," Sang Shang also squinted and laughed.

Ran Xin turned his head away from Sang Shang's smiling face, but his face didn't know why a trace of blush slowly rose.

When the three of them returned to the villa, it was already late at night.

An Jiu and Ran Xin carried Sang Shang into the villa together, and helped him to his bedroom.

Ran Xin found that there were already several doctors standing in Sang Shang's house waiting.

As soon as Sang Shang lay down, several doctors immediately got busy, while Ran Xin and An Jiu just stood quietly and watched the doctor change Sang Shang's dressing and bandages.

After Sang Shang's full-time doctor Qiu Sijie untied Sang Shang's bandage, he found Ran Xin's crooked stitches, and couldn't help frowning together, and said coldly unhappily, "Who stitched this for you?" How did you sew it like this? This suture is obviously not a surgical thread, in case it is not sterilized thoroughly, your wound will become infected, you can see that your wound is already a little red and swollen,"

"You're too noisy," Sang Shang said coldly, "At that time, the conditions didn't allow, it's good that I can come back alive like this, don't talk nonsense, just do what you have to do,"

Qiu Sijie had to shut up and work obediently.

At this time, Ran Xin, who was standing on the side, looked energetic and didn't care about the doctor's complaint at all. In her opinion, it is normal for her rookie to be rejected by professional doctors for her wounds.

Ran Xin stretched her neck to look at the doctor named Qiu Sijie, neatly removed all her previous sutures, and then disinfected the wound again, and then quickly sutured the wound with professional sutures, sprayed a little hemostatic agent, and finally wrapped it in gauze.

The whole process was done in one go, the movements were skillful, without the slightest delay and hesitation, and it was obvious that he was very skilled in dealing with external injuries.

It wasn't until everything was dealt with that Qiu Sijie spoke again, "Fortunately, your wound was disinfected thoroughly enough before to prevent more serious inflammation, it seems that the person who treated your wound still has a little basic medical knowledge,"

Qiu Sijie also glanced at An Jiu who was standing on the side as he spoke.

"No, it's not me," Anju immediately denied, "It's not me who treated the marshal's injury, it's her,"

An Jiu pointed to Ran Xin beside him, "She was the one who disinfected the marshal and stitched up the wounds,"

Qiu Sijie looked up and down at the new face of the Marshal's Mansion, "Is it the injury you treated the marshal?" ”

"Yes, yes," Ran Xin was a little uncomfortable at the doctor's sharp gaze.

"Have you studied medicine before?" Qiu Sijie helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "How can the sutures be so messy?" ”

"I, I'm self-taught, I haven't studied medicine before, I haven't studied medicine," Ran Xin stammered back.

Qiu Sijie's face suddenly became gloomy, and he reprimanded Ran Xin, completely ignoring Sang Shang who was still lying on the bed, "What! You dare to treat the marshal's wounds without studying medicine! You're not a little bold! Do you know that if you are not careful, the marshal's life will be cut off in your hands, and you can afford to bear this responsibility! ”

"I, I just want to save him," Ran Xin was so blindfolded by Qiu Sijie that his whole head was clouded, and he stood there stunned.

"That's it! That's enough! Sang Shang snapped Qiu Sijie's unceremonious accusation against Ran Xin, "I said it all, the situation was special at that time, if it weren't for her, I might have died in the orc area,"

"But," Qiu Sijie glared and wanted to say something, Sang Shang spoke coldly again, "She is my person, my pet, and I allowed her to treat my injuries, so don't talk nonsense, if you say one more thing, I will send you to Yu Yan in the West District to work as a laborer,"

Qiu Sijie was even more surprised now, his gaze kept wandering over Ran Xin. The marshal actually explained so much to himself for this woman? It's unbelievable.

"You are the marshal's favorite...... Thing? Qiu Sijie had a ghostly expression on his face, and looked at An Jiu on the side.

An Jiu nodded silently, indicating that this was true.

Ran Xin looked at the doctor with "I am very stimulated" written on his face, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but because the occasion was wrong, he could only hold back his laughter and said, "Yes, I am the marshal's pet, my name is Ran Xin, and I am from ......."

Sang Shang coughed lightly and interrupted Ran Xin's words about to speak, and looked sideways at Ran Xin, "Aren't you also injured?" Let the doctor show you too,"

"No, no need," Ran Xin didn't dare to let this doctor see, in case he was unhappy for a while, he wouldn't give himself some strange medicine.

Sang Shang slowly sat up with one hand on the wound, staring at Ran Xin unhappily, "Talk back to me again, don't you say whatever I say, less nonsense,"

"I, I'm just not used to being seen by male doctors," Ran Xin still squirmed and refused to move.

Sang Shang glanced at Qiu Sijie, as if he was thinking about whether to let him treat Ran Xin's injuries.

After a while, Sang Shang said to Ran Xin, "Why don't I come and treat your injuries, so it's okay,"

When Qiu Sijie heard Sang Shang's words, he was so surprised that his jaw was about to dislocate. He felt that he must be dreaming, how could their cold marshal offer to treat a woman's wounds? It's incredible!

Ran Xin looked at Qiu Sijie's wonderful expression, he couldn't help it, and finally laughed, "Sang Shang, look at you, you are going to scare your doctor out of trouble,"

Sang Shang glanced at Qiu Sijie coldly.

Qiu Sijie immediately restrained his expression, and said calmly, "There are only patients in front of the doctor, there are no men and women, so don't twist it, or I'll treat your injuries, don't bother the injured marshal,"

Ran Xin looked at Sang Shang and silently asked for his opinion.

Sang Shang thought about it and decided to let Qiu Sijie do it, "All of you go down first, Qiu Sijie can leave Ran Xin alone to treat his injuries,"

"Yes," replied Anju.

The group all left Sang Shang's bedroom, leaving only Ran Xin and Qiu Sijie.

Qiu Sijie looked at Ran Xin, "Where are you injured?" ”

"Back," Ran Xin walked to the side of the bed, turned his back to Qiu Sijie, and pointed to his back.