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

When Su Yingxue tried to enter, Su Wei was notified to come over.

He brought Su Yingxue to see Su Jinxuan.

Su Jinxuan lay on the bed, looking weak and barely breathing. Su Yingxue lifted his blanket, pinched his bones, and clicked her tongue. “He’s badly injured.”

However, they didn’t manage to injure Su Jinxuan so severely that day. His current state, with Su Wei present, could only be attributed to grandpa’s actions.

Su Wei looked at Su Yingxue. “The general knew Miss would come, so he asked me to inquire if Miss was satisfied with this outcome. Can you explain to Ninth Prince?”

Su Yingxue was naturally dissatisfied.

For someone who had tried to harm her several times, becoming a corpse was the safest option!

However, after she informed Chu Yihan, he said, “Since he’s already crippled, I’ll spare his life for Old General Su’s sake.”

“However, Sister Han told me he’s Wu Dao’s disciple.”

She wasn’t afraid of Su Jinxuan’s threat. He was just a cripple now.

But Wu Dao… That was the bomb buried in her mind!

“Wu Dao isn’t someone he can command alone, nor someone you can handle alone. Trust me, I’ll protect you.” Chu Yihan hugged Su Yingxue and patted her back gently.

Su Yingxue pursed her lips. “Alright, for Your Highness’s sake, I’ll spare Su Jinxuan’s life.”

After visiting Su Jinxuan, Su Yingxue replied to Su Qingzhi, considering Chu Yihan’s actions as giving Su Qingzhi a face. Su Qingzhi personally visited him, and then courteously escorted him out of the Marquis’s Manor.

After Su Yingxue’s visit, Su Jinxuan’s courtyard became off-limits. Except for those who attended to his meals, no one else was allowed in.

He was now just a good-for-nothing who would rely on others for the rest of his life!

Indignantly, Su Jinxuan lay on the bed. He didn’t care what others thought. He knew… He wouldn’t be so useless!

Before his return, he had sent out a signal that his master would come for him!

Night fell.

The transition from cold autumn to winter, the beginning of frost, and the fine snow added to the chilliness of the night.

Dressed in black robes, she pushed open Su Jinxuan’s door.

Impatiently, Su Jinxuan stood up, opened his eyes, and shouted excitedly, “Master! Master is finally here! Master, save me!”

Wu Dao walked up to Su Jinxuan and checked his injuries. His exceptionally cold voice rang out, “Your shoulder blade is shattered, your veins are all broken, and you’ve lost all your martial skills. You’re crippled.”

Su Jinxuan didn’t care. He looked at Wu Dao with bright eyes. “Master, your medical skills are much better than Su Yingxue’s. You can save me! Master, please save me and let me continue to seek revenge. I promise to kill Su Yingxue!”

“No need. It’s too much trouble to save you. You can’t do anything.”

Wu Dao sneered. Su Jinxuan had collaborated with Chu Chengye. Now that the emperor was under Chu Yihan’s control, and Chu Chengye was crippled, what use was Su Jinxuan to them?

The entire Great Cheng Dynasty was now Chu Yihan’s world.

Su Yingxue?

The future Ninth Princess Consort was equivalent to the mother of the country.

Su Jinxuan was no longer her match.

“No! Master, I’m still useful! I… I’m still your source of blood! How will you survive without my blood type?”

Su Jinxuan’s eyes widened. He knew very well why Wu Dao had chosen him.

Wu Dao had a serious blood disease and needed his blood to survive.