Chapter 556 On Taotie’s Self-cultivation (38)
"Jiang Tang? You are injured."
Jiang Tang nodded. She was not only injured, but also disfigured. How could Tangtang Taotie survive in the world if she was missing a corner?
Song Chaoling was also fished out, and the boat quickly turned around and sailed towards the shore.
"Be patient."
Jiang Tang's arm was bleeding and his back was bloody, but his expression was calm and he even burped.
Song Chaoling was sent to the palace together, and the imperial doctor diagnosed her as fine.
There was nothing wrong with Jiang Tang, except for the severe trauma and abdominal distension.
Because his back was injured, the doctor asked Jiang Tang.
"Your Majesty, it's best not to wear clothes for the past three days. Just cover it with breathable silk and satin. I'll come back to give you medicine in the evening."
"Yeah."
Jiang Tang hummed and lay on Song Chaoye's big bed with squinted eyes.
This dragon bed is newly built, larger, wider and thicker than the previous one. There is a soft brocade quilt under the body, the quilt covers the buttocks, a small silk blanket is draped on the back, and one arm is bandaged. When he got up, his other arm was hanging by the bed.
When Song Chaoye walked in, he saw Jiang Tang's intact arms hanging on the ground, a large area of skin exposed on his back, and his beautiful shoulder bones exposed to the air.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips and walked forward. Without saying a word, he picked up Jiang Tang's arm and pushed it on him. Then he sat on the stool beside the bed and looked at her indifferently.
"What happens now?"
"It hurts a little."
"Can it not hurt? There is no muscle on my back. Why don't you, girl, remember the pain?"
Song Chaoye sounded helpless and raised his hand to gently knock Jiang Tang on the forehead.
"Look at what you said, wasn't I just trying to save you?"
"I don't need you to save me."
Jiang Tang snorted and didn't care about him. He looked at the dried meat placed on the bedside and opened his mouth, gesturing to the people beside the bed with his eyes.
Song Chaoye took the dried meat and handed it to Jiang Tang's mouth.
"The thing under the water is a dragon?"
"Well, black dragon."
Jiang Tang chewed the dried meat leisurely, enjoying the hard-won feeling of fullness.
If she had known that eating a dragon would be so effective, why would she have to suffer this month?
He was hungry all day long and had to lick his face to trick Song Chaoye into eating. "What about the black dragon now? Did you drive him away?"
"No."
Song Chaoye's expression changed slightly, so this black dragon will still cause trouble?
Loma Lake is the economic lifeline of the Song Dynasty. If the people knew that there was a black dragon living in it, who would be willing to come to the Song Dynasty to do business?
Excellent emperor, now his thinking has spread to the point of asking experts to subdue the black dragon.
As a result, Jiang Tang added slowly.
"I was eaten."
"..."
Song Chaoye didn't believe it.
He stared at Jiang Tang's belly. Because there was no quilt covering him, he could clearly see the little girl's flat and white belly, without any heaving or undulation at all.
Jiang Tang noticed his gaze and sneered disdainfully.
"I didn't say that, but the black dragon is just enough to fill my teeth."
"Did you really eat that dragon?"
Jiang Tang nodded impatiently.
"After eating, do you want me to spit out the undigested faucet and show it to you?"
"Okay."
"..."
Now it was Jiang Tang's turn to be confused.
"Do you really want to see it?"
The man nodded seriously.
"Can you really spit it out?"
Jiang Tang was a little reluctant.
"There is no reason to spit out what a glutton eats. If you don't spit it out, you can't spit it out."
"That's a pity. I wanted to exchange a dragon bed for a faucet. In this case..."
(End of chapter)