Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

8.3 - 999: This involves spoilers, so I can't answer this

　　The side hall was not as luxurious as the main hall, and Shen Ran never liked extravagance, but it was still okay for people to live here. It was rather elegant. As soon as Shen Ran entered the room, the maids and eunuchs who served Xiao Huan knelt down to express their feelings. Shen Ran waved his hand and lowered his voice and asked, "How is he?"

　　"The prince woke up once during the process, but soon fell into a coma again and vomited blood." The maid lay on the ground with her head down and said, "The imperial physician said that whether he can make it depends on the next two days."

　　Shen Ran's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and then he whispered, "I understand, you all should get out now."

　　"Yes, Your Highness." The others responded.

　　Nan'er was going to stay, but Shen Ran asked her to go out as well. Nan'er said worriedly, "Your Highness is not in good health, the imperial physician said you need to rest well..."

　　Before Nan'er could finish, Shen Ran interrupted her, waved his hand casually, and said with a smile, "It's just a rest. It's not a porcelain doll. How can it break if touched?"

　　"But..." Nan'er still wanted to stop him, but after looking at Shen Ran's calm eyes, she knew she couldn't stop him, so she could only say, "Well... Your Highness must take care of the prince, but you must also take care of your own body."

　　After Nan'er left, only the flickering candlelight was left in the whole room. Shen Ran stood beside the bed, lowering his eyes to look at the man lying on the bed. The man had a handsome appearance that was rare to see, with his hair untied and his eyes closed as he lay on the bed. There were a lot of bandages wrapped around his body, and blood was still oozing out, especially the wounds on both sides of his collarbone, which were the most horrific.

　　【999: Are you heartbroken?】

　　999 quickly sensed the host's emotions and did not miss any opportunity to speak, but Shen Ran did not answer him. He just looked at the person on the bed in silence.

　　He coughed a few times, and his chest vibrated a little uncomfortably. Shen Ran tilted his body slightly and leaned against the bed. He sighed helplessly, "You used to take care of me, but now it's my turn to take care of you."

　　Before, when Shen Ran pretended to be sick to gain Xiao Huan's sympathy, Xiao Huan was extremely anxious and always stayed by his side, staying awake all night. But now the roles have changed, and it is Xiao Huan who is lying on the bed. It has to be said that this is a bit ironic.

　　He dipped a towel in water and gently wiped the bloodstained areas on Xiao Huan's body. Then he leaned on the couch beside the bed to take a rest. He didn't dare to sleep, but just looked at Xiao Huan.

　　For two days in a row, he took care of Xiao Huan without taking off his clothes, and never left his side. However, because he took the initiative to bring Xiao Huan into the East Palace, the civil servants used it to make a fuss. There were countless impeachments against him from all walks of life, but Shen Ran did not take it to heart.

　　The old emperor never summoned Shen Ran again, and many ministers speculated whether Shen Ran had lost the emperor's heart.

　　On the morning of the third day, Xiao Huan opened his eyes slightly and saw Shen Ran leaning on the couch with his eyes closed, resting with the book in his hands dropped to the side.

　　Xiao Huan frowned subconsciously. When he moved a little, Shen Ran woke up immediately. He turned his head to look at him. Seeing Xiao Huan wake up, Shen Ran said, "You finally woke up."