He was a dignified prince, but he was angry with this woman and came to the barracks, wanting to exterminate a few thieves who robbed houses and houses to vent his anger, otherwise he would be about to go crazy. Who knows, at this time someone hit the tip of his gun.

The death of the old master of the famous Tibetan Sword Pavilion on the rivers and lakes, the pavilion does not know for what reason there was infighting, someone else pulled the pole, took some people out of the original Tibetan Sword Pavilion, set up another mountain, and robbed the house near Shangjing, and did all kinds of evil.

Murong Qi led people to chase and intercept him, and killed the other party one by one, heartily. It's a pity that these people are different from ordinary outlaws, they have the ability under their hands, and in the end they were cornered, and they actually injured the deputy general.

The doctor in the army was helpless, and said categorically that even the imperial doctor in the palace was powerless.

In the mourning of the gloomy clouds, he suddenly remembered Leng Qinghuan.

His grandmother, the guests who were poisoned by the puffer fish in the Earl's Palace, and the father-in-law Xi, who was sentenced to death by the imperial doctor in the palace, were all safe and sound under this woman's hands.

He had always been very skeptical of her medical skills, thinking that it was a crooked way. How can she really know any serious medical skills when she stays at home? But at this time, he thought of her in his life.

With the last bit of hope, he turned on his horse and went straight back to the palace. Facts have proved that her decision is correct, and with her calm appearance, it can be seen that Deputy General Yu's injury may be just a piece of cake in her eyes.

Where did she get her insight? Where did the medicine come from? Leng Qinglang, who gets along day and night, clearly believes that she doesn't know anything about medical skills.

Time passed heavily and slowly, and from the beginning of the sun until noon, there was no movement in the tent.

A person whose life is on a death line can survive these two hours has already brought hope to everyone. The entire barracks was silent, and everyone was looking forward to Leng Qinghuan bringing the good news of peace to everyone.

The door finally opened from the inside, and Lang Zhong in the barracks came out of it, although it was difficult to hide his exhaustion, but his face was excited and excited, almost cheering, telling everyone.

"It's just amazing! The spleen was removed, and the patient was still unharmed! Lao Yu has lived for dozens of years, and it is the first time he has seen such a clever and miraculous medical skill. ”

Many people surrounded him like a tide: "How is General Yu?" ”

Lang Zhong swallowed the saliva in his mouth: "It's okay, the princess said that she is out of danger for the time being, but she still needs to continue to observe." Wait until his vital signs are completely back to normal, the fluid in his lungs is absorbed, and what blood and plates need to be lowered to be considered successful. ”

None of us understands these so-called professional terms, only that Vice General Yu is now alive and has a hope of survival, and they all clenched their fists excitedly, not knowing how to express their inner excitement.

Murong Qi opened the curtain and went in, and Vice General Yu lay quietly on the bed, half covered with a clean futon on his body, his eyes closed, and he was still unconscious. At the collarbone, a transparent tube is inserted, on which hangs a transparent water bag, into which liquid drip drop by drop.

Leng Qinghuan sat on the ground, leaning on the foot of the bed, sweating profusely, her hair was wet and clinging to her forehead, her face was pale, and her chin was pointed.

She gasped for air, her eyelashes fluttering, and she looked tired, as if she had collapsed.

On the way here, she vomited a lot, it should be a morning sickness reaction, and her body was at its weakest. She insisted on working hard for so long, and she didn't know the process, but it was conceivable that it should be an extremely difficult struggle, and she couldn't even blink an eyelid.

The people in the room retreated in acknowledgment.

Murong Qi was silent for a long time, and then he walked over gently, bent down, and stretched out his hand to her, wanting to pick her up and go to the tent next to her to rest.

Leng Qinghuan's vigilance was very high, and he immediately opened his eyes and looked at him with a vigilant face, with a cold look that rejected people: "What do you want to do?" ”

His hand froze in mid-air and curled back: "Are you alright?" ”

Leng Qinghuan closed his eyes again: "It's okay." ”

"Thank you, on behalf of the officers and men of the three armed forces in the barracks."

"That's it," Leng Qinghuan said coldly, "as long as you remember your promise." It's equivalent to the general out of danger, so you can find a way to let me go. ”

"You need to rest, let's not talk about this topic now, okay?"

Leng Qinghuan lifted his eyelids weakly and struggled to get up, but as soon as he stood up, he was dizzy, almost weak, and collapsed.

Murong Qi's eyes were quick and he hugged her. She was almost a conditioned reflex, wanting to struggle, but her feet were in the air, and her whole person was beaten and hugged by Murong Qi.

"What are you going to do?" She asked, exasperated.

"If you don't want to be pointed, just be obedient and don't move."

Even if Leng Qinghuan struggled, he didn't have any strength, nesting in Murong Qi's solid arms like iron, like a little milk cat. She gave up struggling.

"I'm going to watch over him, and there can be problems at any time. After the infusion of the medicine, it needs to be replaced with a new one. ”

"I'll arrange it here, and I'll find you if you have any questions."

Murong Qi hugged her, strode out of the ward, then turned right, entered his room in the barracks, gently put her on the bed, and then took off the embroidered shoes on her feet.

In the face of his sudden gentleness, Leng Qinghuan was awkward, and even a little hairy. When Murong Qi's big hand held her ankle, he couldn't help but struggle. Murong Qi couldn't help but think of the scene when Leng Qinglang's foot was injured last time.

I took a look at her feet, wearing Luo socks, but it could be seen that it was not big or small, Zhou Zhou was upright, and it was very smooth. And her ankles are slender and well-proportioned, white and lush, not holding a hand, as if carved from white jade, and the lines are smoothly hidden in the embroidered socks, which makes people have the urge to snoop.

As soon as he was stunned, Leng Qinghuan broke free lightly and curled up, as if frightened.

He pulled the blanket piled up next to him and helped her cover her feet, as if he was afraid of Leng Qinghuan's impulse to see through his talents, and coughed lightly: "You can rest in peace." ”

Then he turned around and almost ran away.

Leng Qinghuan didn't have his charming thoughts, she was really tired, her body was lying on the soft and comfortable bed, her waist and cervical spine were still sore, and the bones in other places seemed to be extracted. Drowsiness and tiredness came up together, and he pulled the quilt up, letting himself close his eyes.

A fragrance of snow lotus lingers on the nose, mixed with the smell of men's masculinity, strange and familiar.

She was stunned, then let out a wry smile, and soon fell asleep in a chaotic way.

It's just a blink of an eye, and when I wake up, I don't know how long I've been asleep. Hurriedly got up, put on his shoes, and went to check on Deputy General Yu's condition.

The medicine was about to see the bottom of the potion, and the general in charge of guarding Deputy General Yu saw her, immediately got up, and told her excitedly: "General Yu woke up just now, but his spirit was not very good, he only glanced at the prince, and passed out again." ”

This is normal and belongs to the patient's self-protection. Leng Qinghuan rechecked the situation of the overly adjutant general, and there was no problem.

The door curtain was opened, and Murong Qi walked in, followed by the guard holding a tray in his hand, on which was steaming rice porridge, exuding the aroma of minced meat.

The guard stepped forward directly and put the tray on the table next to Leng Qinghuan.

"Eat something." Murong Qi said lightly: "I ordered someone to go back to the house and take ginseng, lingzhi and other supplements for you and Vice General Yu to stew porridge." ”

"He won't be able to eat for days, not even water!" Leng Qinghuan hurriedly ordered: "Even if you are thirsty, you can only moisten your lips." ”

"Won't he starve to death?"

"This water can replenish his basic physical fitness and nutrition, and he will be fine without food for half a month." Leng Qinghuan said casually: "All nursing care must be done in strict accordance with my instructions, and there can be no deviation." ”

The reprimanded Qi Wang Ye nodded obediently, not daring to say back: "Got it." ”

Then, he turned his face to look at Adjutant Yu's infusion bottle, and asked tentatively, "Do you need to send someone back to the house to get some more medicine?" ”

"No, you don't."

"I've never seen this medicine before, and there are some strange words on it."

Leng Qinghuan raised his face: "Is the prince suspicious of me?" ”

Murong Qi stared at her face inexplicably, and even made a joke: "No, I just suspect that you were sent by the immortals." ”