"Wang Ji's cough will probably be more serious." The doctor shook his head and sighed.

Zhan Xiaochu: "......"

Li Mo frowned, does she have a cough?

No wonder Fang just saw her, her face was so pale.

The front of Li Moyue's white clothes was bright red, and it was obvious that he was injured.

Mrs. Zhao asked the doctor to take him down for treatment.

Li Mo thanked him politely, glanced at the camp tent with deep eyes, and followed Jiang Bing to leave, and the guards were beside Li Mo, not leaving left and right.

His injuries were not serious, they were simply bandaged, and the doctor quickly dealt with them.

"Your Highness, you can rest and rest." Qingfeng wrung out the water on the handkerchief and handed it to Li Mo.

During this time, I was really tired of running around day and night.

Li Mo took the handkerchief and wiped his face.

Qingfeng came out of the camp tent and came in quickly, and put the oiled paper bag in his hand in front of the desk, "Your Highness, let's eat something to cushion your stomach first." ”

When they don't have a meal, the room will definitely not open the stove for them alone.

Li Mo opened the paper bag and began to eat.

Aomine went out to find the soldier again and asked for tea.

Li Mo got used to it this way, he didn't feel uncomfortable, he ate and drank enough and rested for a while.

……

In the evening, Ning Yu woke up and turned around.

In front of her was Lu Lingchun, who was holding a handkerchief to wipe her face.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a moment, then Lu Lingchun nodded slightly at Ning Yu and shouted, "An and Wang Ji." ”

"Wang Ji is awake?" Zhan Xiaochu's voice came from far to near, and people also came from far and near, like the wind, and scrambled beside Ning Yu's bed.

"Wang Ji, you're finally awake!" Zhan Xiaochu's voice was excited and surprised.

Feng Lian and the others quickly surrounded and shouted to Wang Ji, "How do you feel?" ”

Lu Lingchun was squeezed back a few steps.

Ning Yu was surrounded by airtight winds.

She opened her mouth, her voice weak, "What about Li Mo, he's okay, right?" ”

“……”

There was silence for a while.

Feng Lian and the others were silent and let go, and Ning Yu saw Li Mo sitting at the front of the table and chair behind them.

He was looking at her with a smile, and Zhao Yi was next to him, leaning on the table, looking at her angrily.

Seeing that Li Mo was fine, Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mo saw her obviously relieved appearance, and a strange and strange feeling crossed his heart.

He hooked his lower lip, smiled shallowly, and dispelled the gloom in his eyes: "Wang Ji seems to be very concerned?" ”

Ning Yu stared straight at Li Mo's eyebrows, in a complicated mood.

Really, the more I look at it, the more it looks like it.

Her lips moved: "Because ...... You matter. ”

It's not just important, it's important, it's important.

Although she doesn't treat Sister A as an outsider, the feeling of blood relatives is still different.

Zhao Yi couldn't stand the affection between the two people's eyebrows, slammed the sword on the table with a "bang", and roared loudly: "He is important?!" Then my uncle doesn't matter, does he?! Ning Anhe, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! ”

"Do you know how sad my uncle is to know that your hunting ground is injured?!"

"Do you know how desperate my uncle worked so hard to return to the royal city to see you as soon as possible?! He was wounded much more seriously than this man in any battle! Why don't you feel distressed and distressed by my uncle?! ”

After speaking, Zhao Yi glared at Ning Yu angrily and stomped his feet, turned around angrily, pulled his legs, and ran out with a long stagger. Zero Zero Book House

Hearing Zhao Ping, Ning Yu's heart suddenly rolled with a fierce and astringent pain.

The pain in his chest rolled like a needle bayonet.

Ning Yu covered her lips violently and coughed.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

Lying down, she couldn't even breathe, she bent sideways, covered her lips and coughed, coughing violently, the wound broke again, and the blood stained the white clothes and the quilt red.

Blood flowed from between his fingers and ticked down on the quilt.

"Wang Ji—"

Feng Lian and the others' faces changed in an instant.

Even Li Mo's face was slightly gloomy, and he subconsciously stood up.

Feng Lian also stepped over, sat on the edge of the bed to check his pulse, Xu Rinyi turned around and called someone to ask for a doctor.

Zhan Xiaochu and the others were like ants on the hot pot, circling around the bedside, and they didn't dare to disturb the pulse of Feng Lian.

Li Mo was squeezed to the back.

He simply stood behind, looking at the white-clothed woman on the bed who was coughing non-stop through the sturdy shoulders of the knights. Her pale face flushed with coughing, her eyelids drooped, and her long eyelashes quivered like crow's feathers.

Coughing like this, she didn't have a very painful expression on her face.

Li Mo lowered his eyes and sat down at the table.

The doctor came quickly.

Not only did the doctor come, but Mrs. Zhao also came, and even Zhao Yi, who had just spoken and angrily reprimanded Ning Yu, also came.

As soon as the doctor came in, Zhan Xiaochu grabbed his sleeve and dragged him to Ning Yu's bedside.

"Doctor, come and see Wang Ji! Wang Ji, her wound was ruptured, and she coughed up blood! ”

The doctor was dragged by Zhan Xiaochu and threw himself on the side of the bed.

At this time, Feng Lian was almost done with the pulse and gave up the position to the doctor.

The doctor sat down with his robe and pressed his fingers on Ning Yu's wrist.

The physician sat quietly and listened to the pulse, and the more he listened, the darker his face became.

"Wang Ji, you have to recuperate from this illness, especially your mood, your mood must be peaceful, and you must not be angry and sad."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Zhan Xiao looked at Zhao Yi angrily when he first boarded, and said viciously: "Bastard boy, if you dare to be angry with Wang Ji, Lao Tzu has picked your skin!" ”

Mrs. Zhao's face sank and looked at Zhao Yi, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Yi slurped, he didn't expect that he would be able to provoke Wang Ji like this with a few words. He also saw that Wang Ji treated the dog man too well, and he was angry that his uncle was not worth it......

Mrs. Zhao: "Speak!" ”

Ning Yu was groggy, covered her lips and held back her cough, and said softly: "Marshal, don't blame him, it's the palace's own problem." ”

“……”

Zhao Yi pursed his lips and looked at Ning Yu.

After a while, he hugged his fist to Ning Yu and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry Wang Ji, I was wrong." ”

Ning Yu seemed to smile reluctantly, her lips were covered, and she could see that there seemed to be shallow ripples under her eyes.

The doctor said: "The minister is a military doctor, and it is better to deal with external injuries, but Wang Ji is mainly an internal injury, and it is better to return to the palace to recuperate." ”

Ning Yu said: "No need, it can't be cured in the palace." ”

Feng Lian also knew that Ning Yu was afraid that he would not be willing to go back until General Zhao returned safely. Look at Zhao Yi's words just now, it can cause Wang Ji to react like this.

Wang Ji's wishes, he should defend and follow.

Feng Lian also said: "Doctor, just help Wang Ji heal the trauma, I will bring the prescription that Wang Ji used before, you can see if you can eat it, if there are any medicinal herbs that are not available in the camp, you can inform me to wait." I also know a little bit about medicine. ”

The doctor looked at Ning Yu, then at Feng Lian, sighed and nodded.

"The minister is going to open a prescription." The doctor said goodbye to Ning Yu and Mrs. Zhao, turned around and went out of the account, and Feng Lian followed.

Mrs. Zhao also sighed, "Wang Ji, why are you so bothered, can the palace doctors still be compared to the military doctors?" At least the conditions for recuperation will be much better than in the barracks. ”