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

Su Yingxue felt a pair of large hands on her waist, radiating a burning warmth as they caressed the softest part of her waist. Chu Yihan’s lips descended onto hers.

“Oh…”

The passionate kiss was both expected and somewhat unbearable.

“Your Highness, be gentle.”

Chu Yihan pressed his lips against hers as if wanting to claim every inch of her.

When she felt a slight chill on her shoulder, she realized her shirt had been unbuttoned at some point, exposing her smooth skin to the air. She shivered, and Chu Yihan promptly adjusted her clothing.

The night quickly melted away, but the air carried a lingering scent of ambiguity.

In Su Yingxue’s dreams, Chu Yihan’s husky and seductive voice echoed.

He said, “Su Yingxue, I’m waiting for the day you become my princess. On that night, 1 will not let you off easily.”

Upon waking up, Su Yingxue found goosebumps all over her body.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Chu Yihan was somewhat intimidating last night!

What did he have in mind for the night she became the Princess?

Did it mean spending the entire night in the bridal chamber?

“I can’t handle this!”

Su Yingxue hurriedly shook her head, well aware that she probably didn’t have the stamina for such activities.

“Miss hasn’t had breakfast yet. Why can’t you handle it? Are you feeling unwell?” Zhilan asked while carrying a basin of water to help Su Yingxue freshen up.

Su Yingxue quickly dismissed the vivid scenes from her mind. “I’m not feeling unwell. Have you visited my cousin?”

“Miss Han has already woken up, but she’s been crying. Mr. Ruan forbids Madam from seeing Miss Han again to prevent her tears from reopening the wound,” Zhilan truthfully reported.

Su Yingxue nodded in agreement. Saint Ruan made the right decision. Su Han’s emotional state was too fragile, and touching her wound wouldn’t aid in her recovery.

After getting ready, Su Yingxue first comforted Qin Wan before heading to the medicine hut to check on Su Han.

The well-arranged and quiet medicine hut was conducive to Su Han’s recovery. Su Yingxue had brought some spiritual spring water from the Medicine King Valley for Su Han to drink, hoping it would expedite her healing.

However, Su Yingxue couldn’t help but be concerned about Su Han’s wound.

Su Yingxue explained, “Cousin, even though 1 don’t perform many surgeries, I am meticulous. I cut into your abdomen, and no matter what, it will leave a scar.”

“Sister, I’m not blaming you. Scars are inevitable. We can repair it in the future. What concerns me is my child. It…”

Tears welled up in Su Han’s red and swollen eyes once more.

Su Yingxue’s heart sank. It seemed she couldn’t keep the truth from Su Han. Even with the anesthetic given by Saint Ruan, Su Han still felt the moment the baby was taken out of her body.

Su Han sobbed. “When the doctor first told me I was pregnant, I didn’t feel anything. I didn’t even know how to be a mother. But later, 1 felt something in my stomach, and I started to be vigilant. After I fell into the water, you all said it was a bug, and I became even more afraid. But when it left my body, 1 realized… I didn’t even get the chance to look at it before losing it completely.”

Su Yingxue was also deeply saddened. She couldn’t bear to tell Su Han that the fetus was in a terrible state and that this operation would make it difficult for Su Han to conceive again.

“Sister, can 1 still have another child in the future?”