Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

When she saw Zhan Yan, she cried out in a trembling voice as if she had seen her backbone: "My Lord, you are finally here. Zen'er is in so much pain, Zen'er is almost dying of pain!"

Her tears fell like pearls rolling down her white jade cheeks.

Zhan Yanshu said, "I'm already here, and I've asked Dr. Lin to treat your wound!"

Doctor Lin looked at him gloomily. "Zhan Yan, tell me clearly, who is this person? What is her relationship with you? Why do you want me to save her?"

Zhan Yan spoke frankly, "She saved my life. She was seriously injured. Ordinary doctors can't treat her wounds at all!"

Doctor Lin said dissatisfiedly, "No wonder you couldn't come back for Wanwan's birth. It turns out you were taking care of another girl. I don't care whether she lives or dies. Zhan Yan, you come back with me and apologize to Wanwan!"

After saying that, he grabbed Zhan Yan's arm and prepared to leave.

Chaner was so anxious that he kept shouting, "My Lord, are you not going to care about Chaner anymore?"

Zhan Yan immediately broke free from the grip of Old Doctor Lin and said, "Grandfather, she was injured because of me. Do you want me to be branded as ungrateful?"

In anger, Old Doctor Lin kicked him to the ground.

Zhan Yan didn't get angry, but stood up and said calmly: "Now that Grandfather has calmed down, shouldn't he treat her injuries?"

Old Doctor Lin glared at him fiercely, then quickly walked up to Chaner.

He carefully examined the wound and found that it only looked scary, but was actually not serious.

In other words, the person who stabbed her left some room for maneuver.

As expected, Zhan Yan was right. This woman saved him with a purpose.

His method of treating the wound was extremely rough, causing Zener to suffer a lot.

She kept sobbing, "My Lord, Chan'er is in so much pain. Can you ask the old doctor to be gentler?"

Zhan Yan said calmly, "The old doctor is the most powerful doctor in the Sheng Dynasty. He has always been kind and gentle. Just be patient!"

Zener really wanted to ask him if he had any misunderstanding about kindness and kindness. She was in so much pain that she was sweating all over.

She had reason to suspect that Old Doctor Lin was seeking revenge!

She really wanted to push the old man away with all her strength!

But thinking of her mission, she could only endure this grievance.

Fortunately, the wound was treated quickly, and she relaxed, breathing heavily like a fish that had come back to life.

Doctor Lin said in a deep voice, "If she doesn't develop a high fever in the middle of the night, her life won't be in danger. But if she does, we must find a way to get rid of the fever, otherwise she won't survive!"

After saying that, he turned around and hurried away with the medicine box.

Zhan Yan wanted to follow, but Chan'er reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Tears welled in her eyes as she asked, "My Lord, are you going to leave Chan'er alone? What if he gets a high fever?"

Zhan Yan frowned: "I will stay by your side and take care of you!"

Zener then loosened her fingers, and after his figure disappeared, a hideous sneer appeared on her originally beautiful face.

She murmured softly, "Zhan Yan, you can't escape from my grasp!"

She took advantage of no one's attention and immediately took out a packet of medicine powder and poured it into her mouth.

After a long time, Zhan Yan just returned and found that her breath began to become strange.

She murmured weakly, "My Lord, I feel so hot and dizzy. What should I do?"

She was wearing a thin monk's robe, and now the collar had been pulled open, revealing her snow-white neck and the surging hair below.

Her skin was extremely white, and her gray monk's robe and black hair made her look like a fairy in the dark night, alluring and captivating.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Yan remained unmoved.

He frowned and said, "Looking at you, you must have a high fever. Luckily, when Old Doctor Lin left, he left some medicine for you. I'll have someone bring it in for you right away!"

Chan'er doesn't want to drink medicine, she wants to fight Yan!

Just as he stood up, she threw herself on him.

She sobbed and begged, "Please don't abandon me, Lord, please don't abandon Chan'er. I'm so scared I'll die. I don't want to take the medicine. Can you think of some other way to reduce the fever?"

Her clothes were becoming more and more torn, and Zhan Yan could see almost everything clearly.

She just didn't believe that he could remain indifferent?

Logically speaking, his wife had been pregnant for a long time, and she was his only wife, so naturally he had abstained from sex for a long time.

Now that this beautiful and charming woman is in front of him, he will definitely lose control of himself.

What’s more important is that she is different from other women!

She has lived in a Buddhist temple for many years, and her body is filled with the noble fragrance of Buddhism.

If it were someone else, they would have pounced on it like a hungry wolf!

Why is he still motionless?

Could it be that his body hasn't recovered yet and he is still an inhumane eunuch?

But, how did Lin Yiwan get pregnant?

Just as her thoughts were changing, Zhan Yan's voice came from above her head: "Since you don't like taking medicine, what other methods can you use to reduce the fever? You are my savior. As long as you are willing to tell me, I will do it!"

A delight immediately lit up Chaner's pretty face, and she excitedly asked, "Really? No matter what Chaner asks you to do, will you agree?"

Zhan Yan nodded: "In order to cure your body, this prince will never break his promise!"

Zener said shyly, "I read in a storybook before that if you want to get rid of body heat, you can ask the man to go outside and cool his body down first, and then come back to me and give it to me!"

Zhan Yan raised his eyebrows: "I'll give it to you?"

Zener nodded: "Yes, that way Zener won't have to drink the bitter medicine soup!"

Zhan Yan immediately refused. "No, I'm afraid of the cold. If I get sick from the cold, who will take care of you? Since you want to feel cool, I've thought of a good idea. Just wait a moment, I'll be back soon!"

Without allowing Zener to react, he quickly left.

Zener didn't know what he was going to do, and couldn't help feeling uneasy.

A moment later, Zhan Yan came to her with a basin of ice water.

She asked in shock: "My Lord, what are you going to do?"

Zhan Yan smiled: "Don't you want to cool down? There is nothing cooler than ice water. You are very hot right now. It must be very comfortable to bury your head in it!"

Zener shook his head in horror: "No, don't!"

How could Zhan Yan let her do this? Without saying a word, he held her neck and buried her head in the ice water.

His concerned voice still rang in her ears: "Miss Chan'er, how is it? Is it cool enough? Do you want me to order someone to add some more ice? Hmm?"

Chan'er couldn't say anything, she was almost frozen to death.

She wanted to shout for help, but when she opened her mouth, ice water poured into her mouth, choking her and causing her to struggle violently.