DOOMED TO BE CANNON FODDER -1

CHAPTER-55

Jungkook was impatient enough to want to charge straight home, but somehow he ended up in front of Winter Garden instead of his quarters.

Only when he was already standing within Winter Garden did he realize he was full of injuries. He hadn’t even changed his bloodstained trousers, so wouldn’t he scare everyone to death if he walked in like this? After some hesitation, he finally turned around, but unexpectedly bumped into Lisa and the rest coming back after they’d taken care of various duties.

As she walked, she was giving instructions to her servants, “Our prince’s household has always been simple and unadorned. We don’t ask for luxury, so pick the materials and avoid the expensive ones. Also…. Ah… blood… someone hurry, help!”

Lisa couldn’t be blamed for her shock. Anyone who suddenly saw a blood-soaked prince would react the same way. Her reaction could be considered fairly good since two of the servant girls behind her were scared into shrieks and tears.

Jungkook had been in gloomy spirits before, but hearing her cry for help for his sake relaxed his heart. He waved a hand and said, “There’s no need to trouble yourselves. It’s just a light wound; summoning a doctor is sufficient.”

Immediately, Lisa ordered, “Grab a doctor, quick.” Was this still a light injury if there was so much blood? It looked like his leg was hurt, but he was still somehow standing without a flicker in his expression.

“You don’t need to be alarmed. This just happened to be the closest place when I came in, so just clean up a room for this prince to rest a bit!” He started to walk inside by himself. How would Lisa and the rest of the women bother to think of any of the undertones? A servant went to put a room in order while others went to find the doctor.

However, Jungkook only walked two steps before he stopped. He didn’t understand why he hadn’t felt any pain previously, but both his legs had now turned numb and unresponsive after stepping inside Winter Garden. Taking note of this detail, Bai Lisa walked over when she saw that no one else dared to approach. “Do you need this concubine to support you?”

Jungkook’s lips pursed. She’d been rather scary just now when she was shouting orders, but why did she suddenly turn soft and weak now? Still, it was a rare thing to see her conscious instead of frightened into a faint, so he relaxed.

But it’d look too weak if a big man like him was supported by a frail woman. So he simply stated, “It’s no problem.”

Perhaps he didn’t feel the need to be strong when she was around, but his feet betrayed him, causing his next step to be a stagger. Fortunately, a tiny pair of hands was already there to hold his arm. A sweet and mellow form, as cherished as jade, suddenly drew close to him and made him stiffen. Strange, he had felt nothing when he saw Tzuyu's half-exposed state earlier, but her hands had only brushed his clothes before he felt out of sorts.

It wasn’t clear whether the sudden surge of blood restored movement to his leg, or whether he’d just turned too numb to know anything. In any case, her support helped him into the house, where he sat lightly on her bed.

He reeked of blood. How will she sleep on it in the future? But besides this bed, there were no others in Winter Garden. The room next door was suitable for a living but was unsuitable for treating injuries. The rest of the rooms were reserved for servants, so a master like him naturally couldn’t go there.

As he fretted, Ye-mama helped make the bed, asking as she worked. “Why is the injury so serious? And why did you end up in Winter Garden?”

Her rapid-fire questions allowed Lisa to realize that Winter Garden should be the courtyard closest to the edge of the complex. How could it be the closest one for him? This courtyard was located furthest from the entrance.