shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 911 If it doesn't get better, it's too late to regret

Bai Zhi'er stretched out his hand and pointed: "Hold him down!"

Immediately, the injured scholar was held down by two classmates and could not escape.

He said with a mournful face: "Your Highness, the medicine for gold sores is too expensive, just ask the doctor to bandage it for me, and I don't need to use such a good medicine."

Bai Zhi'er frowned: "Grandpa Langzhong, don't listen to him, listen to me, just use the best one, bandage him well and apply medicine."

After speaking, she took out a silver coin from her sleeve and placed it directly on the counter.

"I'll give you the money for the medicine, don't struggle and resist, lest the wound get worse."

The injured scholar was stunned for a moment, his eyes were red at that moment.

He choked up and nodded: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Jun Kuang stood behind Bai Zhi'er, seeing everything in his eyes.

After the dressing was finished, they went back to Wenfuzhong.

Bai Zhi'er's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and picturesque, and she looks delicate and watery, but her tone is undeniably majestic.

"I paid for all the medicines I caught. You have to supervise Yan Tongguang to take all of them and change the medicines regularly."

"If the injury is still not healed after this course of treatment, you can come to me again, don't worry about the money, I will pay you."

Everyone nodded gratefully, especially Yan Tongguang, who wanted to kneel down to Gu Nuoer and thank the princess for her kindness.

Bai Zhi'er quickly supported him.

"You don't need to kneel to me, as long as you study hard and serve the court in the future, that is the best reward for me."

"You all have to remember that everyone uses their hands to write with a brush, so if your hand is injured, it is a very serious matter."

"If you don't bandage and treat it in time, you may not be able to hold a pen for the rest of your life. What a painful blow to scholars?"

"If something like this happens again in the future, this princess orders you not to worry about money, and go to the pharmacy for treatment immediately."

"If you don't have enough money, you can..." Bai Zhi'er paused.

She turned her head and pointed at Jun Kuang: "Ask Brother Ah Kuang for it, and I will subsidize the medicine."

Everyone is naturally grateful to Dade.

Bai Zhi'er thought that Yan Tongguang was still weak, so they asked them to help him back to his room to rest.

She looked back and saw Jun Kuang showing his face to her, smiling handsomely.

Bai Zhi'er fanned the wind with his hands: "These scholars almost ruined their own future, I am so anxious to death."

Jun Kuang walked side by side with her: "The main hall has prepared herbal tea, please Your Highness, the Princess, move over and quench your thirst with the fire."

In the main hall, after drinking two cups of herbal tea, Bai Zhi'er let out a breath.

Jun Kuang sat across from her, and said with a warm smile, "Your Highness, don't be in a hurry. Scholars are cash-strapped, so naturally they don't dare to visit the doctor easily."

"They don't want to cause trouble for the princess, so they would rather endure it by themselves."

Bai Zhi'er put down the teacup, pouted and said, "It's a matter of priority, this kind of hand injury is a big deal, if it doesn't grow well, it's too late for him to regret it."

Jun Kuang nodded in approval, his voice was elegant and gentle: "I will give them good advice on behalf of the princess."

After chatting for a while, Bai Zhi'er was about to leave.

But Jun Kuang couldn't help laughing and said, "Is Your Highness planning to leave like this?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked, not knowing why.

Until Jun Kuang pointed to her hand.

Bai Zhi'er lowered her head, only then did she see that her hand was covered in blood just now to help bandage it.

Jun Kuang stood up: "Go and wash, Your Highness."

Bai Zhi'er followed him to the water tank outside the door.

After she washed her hands, Jun Kuang naturally handed over his own handkerchief.

(End of this chapter)