His big hand caressed her round belly, which was already seven months old, and he had only just shown his arms when he left, and he had missed such a long time in the blink of an eye.

"Don't worry, this child is very good-looking, Hua Lao has always diagnosed my pulse, the girl who lives in our house can also heal, she often comes, that girl is already Hua Lao's apprentice, medical skills are good, and Wei'er, staring at my food, clothing, housing and transportation all day long, I am not uncomfortable at all."

Outside the door, Jing Lan kept looking, took Qing'er's hand and asked: "What the hell is going on, for so long, I have never heard of an adult being injured, are you deliberately concealing it, by the way, Wei'er, why don't you see her coming back with her, you go and take a look." ”

She is not only worried about Lin Yuzhao, but also afraid that something will happen to Wei'er.

So far, Qing'er has not hidden it: "Madam, the lady didn't let you tell you about the adult's injury, because I was afraid that you would be worried, the adult was injured and didn't go to the palace to report on work, and the lady is now going to the palace gate to ask the emperor for the adult." ”

Jing Lan cried and shook her head: "This father and daughter, if there is something, they will know that they will hide it from me." But knowing that her daughter was fine, she was also relieved.

Soon, the imperial doctor came out of it, and Jing Lan hurriedly greeted him: "How is the imperial doctor?" ”

Doctor Song said: "Madame don't have to worry, the medicine has been changed, as long as you cultivate well, you will be able to recover in a few days, be careful not to get wet, don't eat spicy food." ”

Jing Lan hurriedly nodded and wrote it down, asked Qing'er to give the imperial doctor a purse, and sent the imperial doctor away.

As soon as the imperial doctor left, Jing Lan hurriedly entered the house, there was still a faint smell of blood and herbs in the house, and she had a sensitive sense of smell in her pregnant body. Worry-free Chinese network

"How's it going, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Lin Yuzhao naturally shook her hand: "It's okay, it's all trauma, let me take a good look at you, after so many days, I think about you all the time, I won't leave when I come back now, just accompany you." He bowed his head and kissed her hand.

Jing Lan's tears never stopped, and she thought that he would not be in danger when she went out this time, but she didn't expect to be so seriously injured.

"You haven't made it clear yet, what the hell is going on, how can a good person get hurt?" Jing Lan had to get to the bottom of it, Lin Yuzhao didn't have a clue, and said it briefly, some things were actually not clear to him, and when he saw Wei'er, he was asking carefully.

"This person who killed a thousand knives must be jealous of our Lin family's deep favor from the emperor, and Wei'er is married to King Chen, so he is jealous of us, so he will make a move on you."

"I will investigate this matter clearly, my greatest glad is that I didn't take you to Anxuancheng, it's okay if I'm injured, if something happens, what can I do." This was true, and on the way back he was thinking, fortunately his wife was not with him.

"I can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise, the emperor allowed me to cultivate a good body in the household department, I will accompany you during this time, make up for the time we were apart, and there was also an element of drama just now, that is, for the imperial doctor to see, let him know that I am seriously injured, go back and tell the emperor, the emperor will not be in a hurry to let me go to the court."

Jing Lan was skeptical of his words, and he couldn't believe them all, but there seemed to be some truth to them.

"Okay, madam, don't be scared, don't you see I'm fine, it's all skin wounds, the man doesn't have any scars on his body, you lie down and rest, let me see the child in my belly." Jing Lan half-pushed and half-got into bed, leaning against him, skillfully avoiding his wounds.