The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Chapter 327 Song Zhaosiyu Seizes Power 4

"The situation is not very good..." Facing Song Zhao's eyes, the head of the sect sighed softly, "The third son of Song was whipped and lost a lot of blood. These can be rectified in the later stage, but his two hands, The phalanx has been broken, and the purpose of those people who used torture tools for him may be to break his hand, so they did it ruthlessly. At present, the only way to keep his palm is to cut off his five fingers."

Si Yu's eyes darkened again and again.

Song Zhao lowered his eyebrows slightly.

Thinking of the previous life, the third brother willingly gave up his hand in order to show her respect after death.

Obviously he did nothing wrong, but just because he was born in the Song family, he will become a victim of the imperial power struggle?

Song Zhao's hatred, which had been suppressed for a hundred years, shot out into the sky, his eyebrows and eyes were dark and cold, as if he would lose control at any moment.

The door master said, "Girl Zhao, you should think carefully before making a decision. It will only take two days at most. If you don't deal with it, the third son Song's hand will be useless."

"My third brother's hand is in good shape."

Song Zhao's petite body was wrapped in a heavy cloak, and she lightly pinched the belt on the side of the cloak, wrapping it around her fingers.

She said softly and calmly, "Stay with you for two days first, and I will treat it."

The door owner was stunned and looked at her.

The eyes are quite surprised.

This can even heal a crippled hand, what kind of almighty genius doctor is this little genius.

Song Jinfu, who was out of danger, lay on the hospital bed, washed off the blood on his face, and his face was very pale.

Song Zhao stood beside the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Si Yu didn't bother her either.

After a meeting.

Fu Nanqian struggled to bring a basin of hot water and a clean towel.

Si Yu took the towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it dry, and then yelled at Song Zhao,

"Kitten,"

Song Zhao raised his eyes.

His voice was gentle, "I'll wipe it for you"

Song Zhao took a few steps towards him, and then hummed softly.

She sat down on the soft bed, and Si Yu knelt in front of her on one knee, wiping the blood on her face and hands with a towel.

"You have been busy for a long time, and then I will help you, huh?"

Song Zhao's cheeks were fair and clean again, and the red blood in her pupils was also reduced a lot. She said, "No need."

Si Yu held her hand and wiped it without stopping, with a gentle tone, "Why don't you let me help?"

"I'm actually not a law-abiding person. I've always restrained my temper. I didn't dare to cause trouble at home for fear of hurting others." Song Zhao lowered his eyelids, his voice was hoarse,

"When I did this today, I aimed at the fish's death net. If I didn't pay attention, I fell."

"Azhao did a great job."

Si Yu wrapped her hands in his hands, her hands were small enough to be held, "You don't have to restrain yourself from now on, you have fun, I'll clean up the mess for you."

Song Zhao said, "At this point in the matter, there's no need to pull you in to wade into the muddy water."

"Coincidentally, I'm not safe either."

Si Yuding looked at her, and suddenly, he laughed, hooked her chin with his fingers, like a kitten,

"Si Yu, I wish to use my flesh and blood to protect the corners of Azhao's skirt from dust and temples from frost."

Fu Nanqian's teeth were sore.

What did he, a single dog, do wrong to be tortured like this?

"Song Jia Zhaozhao, what should we do next?"

Song Zhao encircled and suppressed the Ministry of Criminal Justice, killed His Royal Highness' dead man, and escorted away His Highness's chief interrogator.

One pile after another, they are stepping on the prince's face.

The prince will definitely not let it go.

The imperial power is supreme, and everyone else is an ant.

If there is no way to deal with it, Song Zhao will suffer a lot.

Song Zhao narrowed his eyes and said softly, "If the imperial power is supreme, then how about I be the one who holds the imperial power in my hands?"

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