After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 251: Always Be Prepared

"Then let's talk outside."

She suggested, with a barely perceptible evasion in her tone.

Song Yanyi didn't say much, turned around and walked straight out, his steps steady and powerful, every step seemed to step on her heartstrings.

Cui Rongrong followed closely behind him and was about to leave, but unexpectedly Li Jingzhao suddenly started coughing violently. She immediately turned around, her concern was beyond words, and she gently patted his back, trying to help him relieve the discomfort: "Are you feeling cold? Did you get caught in the wind outside?"

Li Jingzhao shook his head, his voice weak but smiling: "No, the sun is shining brightly today. Maybe I haven't been out for a long time, so I'm not used to it."

Looking at his forced smile, Cui Rong frowned tightly, looking particularly worried: "Let Su Yue help you push back to your room. You have just recovered from a serious injury, so you should not stay outside for too long."

Li Jingzhao smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'm fine, don't worry too much."

At this moment, Song Yanyi's increasingly gloomy expression came into view, like a dark cloud looming, which made people feel frightened.

"Cui Rongrong."

He called out, his voice carrying an unmistakable chill, anger already quietly emerging in his eyes, "Come here."

Cui Rong did not dare to delay and hurriedly followed his pace.

Entering the front hall, Song Yanyi stopped and turned back to stare at her sternly: "Is this a pharmacy or a hotel for people to stay in? How can a strange man stay here?"

His tone was full of unquestionable authority.

"He is a patient and needs care."

Cui Rongrong tried her best to defend herself, but there was a hint of weakness in her voice.

"Outsiders won't pay attention to these things. They will just say that you are keeping a man overnight without permission. Do you still want your reputation?"

Song Yanyi's words were like ice spikes, piercing her eardrums.

She sneered, her eyes flashing with sarcasm and self-mockery: "What kind of reputation do I have?"

Song Yanyi's eyes paused slightly, as if he was touched by her question.

The dissatisfaction in her heart was like an undercurrent, and her patience had reached its limit: "You came to me just for this matter? If it's nothing else, I have other things to do."

After saying that, she wanted to turn around and leave, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her back to his side, and her back hit the cold wall heavily.

She raised her head in astonishment and looked into his eyes. His eyes seemed to contain an endless abyss, so gloomy and deep that it made her feel cold in her heart.

"Have him move out immediately. If I come again tomorrow and he's still there, don't blame me for being rude."

Every word Song Yanyi uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, icy cold.

Cui Rong's hair stood on end, and her teeth chattered. "This is my own shop. I can let anyone live here if I want. What does it have to do with you?"

He stared at her coldly, his eyes as cold as ice: "Do you think I really have no right to interfere?"

A trace of stubbornness flashed across Cui Rong's face, and then it stiffened. She stared at the man's sharp eyes in front of her, and finally realized that since the moment she returned to Yanjing City, it would be impossible for her to escape his invisible control.

"Wan Wan, there has to be a limit to how much nonsense you cause. I don't have that much patience."

His tone softened a little, "You should know what you can do and what you can't do."

She stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer for a moment, her face as pale as paper.

Seeing her like this, he sighed and said in a slightly softer tone: "The old lady has not been feeling well recently. I will personally take the medicinal food you prepare for her every day."

As he spoke, he took out a crystal clear jade pendant from his sleeve and gently placed it in her palm: "This is the payment for the consultation."

The jade pendant feels warm to the touch and emits a soft luster in the sun. The word "Xian" is engraved on the back, and it is very valuable.

Just as Su Yue pushed Li Jingzhao's wheelchair in, Cui Rong quickly hid the jade pendant in her sleeve, not wanting Li Jingzhao to see this scene.

"Miss Bai, are you okay? You don't look well."

Li Jingzhao asked with concern.

Cui Rongrong forced a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

She took the wheelchair and carefully pushed him into the room.

"That's good. I just saw that person's expression was not friendly, and I was worried that you would be bullied."

Cui Rong smiled calmly: "This is the capital, a place where the law is enforced. There is no way such a thing would happen."

After thinking for a while, she finally spoke: "How about asking Manager Zhang to arrange for someone to take you home to recuperate? It's really too busy here, and I'm afraid I can't take care of you wholeheartedly."

Li Jingzhao looked puzzled: "Why? Didn't you say that my injury needs to be observed for a while?"

"There are so many people coming and going here. I'm afraid I won't be able to spare time once business gets busy. You're so badly injured now. It would be better to hire a doctor to look after you at all times."

Cui Rongrong explained.

Li Jingzhao frowned slightly: "Miss Bai, you have done a good job, and I feel that I have recovered well here. Is it because of the medical fee..."

"No, I can refund you half the consultation fee. It's just that I'm too busy to handle it."

Cui Rongrong tried hard to force a smile, trying to hide the complicated emotions in her heart.

She knew very well that Song Yanyi's words were not empty talk, and the lessons of the past were still fresh in her mind.

She didn't dare to gamble with Li Jingzhao's life.

Li Jingzhao said in a deep voice: "Miss Bai, are you in any trouble?"

"What kind of trouble could I have?"

She smiled casually.

"If you really have difficulties, you might as well tell me. You saved my life, and I am naturally willing to repay you with all my strength."

Li Jingzhao's eyes were full of sincerity and determination.

Cui Rongrong forced a smile, trying to hide her inner turmoil: "It's really okay, please don't worry about it. It's just that the chores in the store piled up like a mountain, forcing you to leave with your injuries still unhealed. I really feel bad about it."

Li Jingzhao showed a trace of helplessness between his brows and sighed softly: "I see, in that case, I won't stay here for long, so as not to cause you trouble. Then, let's set off tomorrow."

Cui Rongrong felt sorry and said quickly, "Please wait for a moment. I will go and mix some medicine. At the same time, I will ask Shitou to inform Manager Zhang to make sure he is ready."

After saying this, Cui Rong returned to the front hall with light steps and quickly told Shi Tou to go to Zhang's Embroidery Shop, find Manager Zhang and tell him everything.

She turned to the medicine cabinet, carefully selected each medicinal ingredient, measured it meticulously, and prepared a set of medicine for Li Jingzhao that would both promote wound healing and regulate the body.

After the medicines were properly packaged, Cui Rong personally held the packages full of care and walked into his room.

"This amount of medicine is enough for you to use for a month. At this rate, your injuries should be mostly healed in a month. However, if you want to fully recover, you still need to rest for a period of time. Don't move around casually to avoid worsening your injuries."

Cui Rongrong spoke earnestly, and every word was full of concern.

After hearing this, Li Jingzhao's eyes flashed with gratitude, and he nodded solemnly: "I've kept it in mind."