"It's Chunyu's fault, it's Chunyu's fault, the princess was injured, I should have been by my side day and night to serve the princess, it was Chunyu's negligence that made the princess suffer such a crime now."

Zun Mojun grabbed Chunyu, who was frantically pumping his mouth, "I can't blame you for this matter, no one can get close to the princess's order, it's not something you can disobey." ”

He glanced at Gu Wen again, "Imperial Doctor Gu, what should I do in this situation now." ”

Gu Wen asked Zun Mojun to hold Gu Muqing's shoulders, "Lord Wang, Wei Chen will use a scalpel to scrape off the princess's festering skin, and then re-apply herbs to bandage it." ”

"The princess should be extremely painful in this process, looking at the princess's current state, her body should be hypothermia plus infection and fever, in a semi-comatose state, she will be in such pain, her body will definitely react instinctively, I hope the princess will not be soft-hearted at this time, and must catch the princess."

"If the festering thing touches the uninfected place again, the princess's condition will become worse and worse."

Zun Mojun frowned, turned over and sat on the bed, hugged the trembling Gu Muqing between his legs, and grabbed Gu Muqing's thin shoulders tightly with his two hands.

"Let's get started."

Gu Wen took out the medical alcohol he used on weekdays from his bag, and slowly fell off Gu Muqing's shoulder.

The irritating alcohol touched Gu Muqing's festering wound, making her pain unbearable, and her body shook wildly, "Ah......" Gu Muqing screamed hoarsely, then lost his strength, and his eyes rolled and fainted.

"What now?" Zun Mojun asked Gu Wen anxiously.

"The princess's situation is as Wei Chen expected just now, the weak body can't bear the severe pain and reacts, the minister just started to disinfect, and it hasn't been officially treated, and it is normal for the princess to faint, Lord Wang, fix the princess's body, don't let her move."

Gu Wen quickly picked up the scalpel at hand, stepped on the bed with one foot, and stepped on the ground with the other.

Extremely carefully cut off the festering flesh with a knife little by little, and countless tiny knife marks were added to Gu Muqing's already deep wounds.

Zun Mojun felt that the temperature of his wife in his arms was getting lower and lower, and he carefully rested Gu Muqing's head on his mouth.

"Madam, you have to hold on, you can't leave me, I can't live without you."

It's not just that Zun Mojun's love touched the sky, but also Gu Wen's superb medical skills, when the last layer of new gauze was re-bandaged, Gu Muqing's index finger moved slightly.

"Lord Wang, everything Weichen can do has been done." Gu Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Whether the princess can survive this catastrophe safely depends on her creation." ”

Zun Mojun held Gu Muqing's cold hands and kissed them gently.

"Madam, you must survive this calamity. When your health improves, your husband will take you home. ”

Gu Muqing was having a long dream at this time, in which she came to the station full of white mist again with her bare feet, and saw the old man with white hair again.

This time, she ignored the old man's beckoning and resolutely walked to the train in front of her.

She found a carriage with only one seat and sat down, and the train whizzed along.

She looked at the scenery outside the window, there were soft clouds floating in the white world, and at this time she only felt that her body was very light, and she felt that she would fly at any time.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel a particularly faint voice coming from the sky above the train, "Ma'am." ”

The position of the heart was as if it had been hit by some sharp weapon, and the pain was forbidden, and then there was another voice, "Madam." This voice was clear and anxious, and Gu Muqing recognized the owner of this voice, which was his own dependence and the voice of his lover.

She ran around the train, madly darting out like the source of the sound.

The carriage of the train changed into a green meadow, she ran barefoot in a distant direction, and the picture in front of her became an endless sea again, she did not have the slightest idea of stopping, and stepped on the soft sand under her feet and struggled forward.

Suddenly, she felt her feet slip, and her body seemed to fall into an endless abyss, descending infinitely in the darkness.

Gu Muqing stretched out his hands, trying to grasp the last glimmer of light.

Zun Mojun didn't close his eyes all night, and stayed by Gu Muqing's side, for fear that he would miss any of Gu Muqing's subtle movements.

He gently wiped Gu Muqing's sweaty forehead with a handkerchief, and suddenly he felt his arm wet, and a warm tear flowed from the corner of Gu Muqing's eyes.

He stood up happily, sat down again, and leaned down to Gu Muqing's side and called out to her over and over again, "Madam...... Madame......"

Gu Muqing's eyelids moved again, and he hurriedly called Gu Wen, who was guarding outside the hall, into the room, Gu Wen touched Gu Muqing's pulse,

"Lord Wang, the princess's pulse is much more stable than yesterday, it must have improved, and the minister thinks that the princess should be about to wake up."

Gu Wen took out the medicine box again, carefully cut the bandages on Gu Muqing's body, and replaced Gu Muqing with new herbs.

"Oops......" The woman in Zun Mojun's arms whispered.

"Are you awake?" Zun Mojun looked down at Gu Muqing incredulously, and then turned his head to look at Chunyu.

Chunyu hurriedly stepped forward and touched Gu Muqing's forehead, "Lord, the princess has a fever." ”

"It hurts so much this time." Gu Muqing opened his eyes weakly and looked affectionately at Zun Mojun who was holding him in his arms.

Her unpowdered face could not hide the delicacy of her eyebrows, but this delicacy had disappeared from her haggard and feeble pale face.

A few strands of hair soaked in cold sweat made his face even paler as paper, and the cherry mouth, which was usually smeared with bright red lip grease, was also bloodless.

The weak willow supporting the wind is like a heavy pear blossom outside the window that is overwhelmed by wind and rain, beautiful and fragile, pale and weak.

Gu Muqing raised his eyes, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, and the corners of his eyes were stimulated to the point that they were slightly red and bloodshot.

Zun Mojun was distressed and wanted to hug her tighter into his arms, but he was afraid that she would be broken like a butterfly folded from paper, he didn't move, his hands were still supporting Gu Muqing's shoulders, waiting for Gu Wen to change to a new medicine.

"Madam, if you hold on a little longer, you'll be fine after changing the medicine."

Gu Muqing gritted his teeth, looked at Zun Mojun, and nodded slightly.

Gu Wen tied the last piece of gauze, she raised her head, and whispered to Zun Mojun, "Lord Wang, I'm in so much pain, can you blow on my wounds?" ”

Zun Mojun lowered his head gently, and exhaled twice at Gu Muqing's wound.

She endured the severe pain in her body, thinking that she would always be a child in front of the person she loved.

When I was a child, every time I was playing outside and fell down, I had to cry to my mother when I came home, let my mother blow the wind on her wounds, and went to college because her best friend boyfriend was robbed, and she went to fight with others.