"Rue comes here to help!" Wei Rongruo lit the candle and helped Feng Wushuang up from the bed.

Wei Rongruo picked up Feng Wushuang's sleeves and applied needles to the acupuncture points on his arms first. After a moment's effort, Feng Wushuang woke up slowly.

Raising his eyes and looking around, he heard Wei Rongruo say coldly: "If you don't want to die, just be obedient." ”

Feng Wushuang's whole body was in pain, but he happened to run into a fierce female doctor, and he was so angry that he almost fainted again.

"I just checked, you have a fractured right calf, wait for your bone." Wei Rongruo said lightly, and Rue Xiang's eyes widened when she heard it, as if she had never known her own young lady.

Orthopedics? When did she learn such a masterful medical skill?

Listening to her, it seems that she is used to doing it on weekdays.

"Why are you stunned, go decoction." Wei Rongruo found several medicinal materials from the baggage and handed them to Ruxiang.

Faced with a bowl of jet-black medicinal juice, Feng Wushuang was stunned.

"If I want to hurt you, I don't have to wait until now." Wei Rongruo saw through Feng Wushuang's concerns at a glance.

Feng Wushuang picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all.

still thought that this person had a rare change of temper and did not scold. But when he noticed that his tongue was starting to stiffen, he realized that things were not what he thought.

This bowl is Wei Rongruo's homemade hemp boiling powder!

Rue Xiang helped Feng Wushuang and still lay down.

Wei Rongruo took the scissors and wanted to cut Feng Wushuang's right calf and trousers. But I saw a sticky bloodstain, firmly gluing the flesh and trouser tube together.

Rue Xiang brought the cold water that boiled and boiled, Wei Rongruo twisted the veil and soaked it with water. After repeating this several times, I finally got the trouser tube off.

"Candelabra!" Wei Rongruo shouted, and Rue Xiang raised the candlestick. I saw Wei Rongruo grill and disinfect the scissors he had just used on the burning candle.

Then, the scissors cooled slightly, and Rue saw that she neatly scraped off the rotten flesh around the wound, and even cut it a few times.

Rue can clearly hear the sound of scissors cutting through the skin and flesh "clicking"!

But she raised her eyes to see Feng Wushuang and fell asleep. On his face, there was no trace of pain!

"Miss, doesn't it hurt?" Rue couldn't help but ask.

"Wine!" Wei Rongruo didn't raise his head, "You are stupid, can you not be in pain?" Didn't you see that he had drunk the medicine beforehand? ”

Rue put down the candlestick and handed over the wine cup.

Wei Rongruo took the wine and carefully sprinkled it on the wound, and then handed the empty wine cup to Ruxiang.

At this time, I saw that Wei Rongruo had already started and skillfully straightened Feng Wushuang's bones.

"Alright, fetch water and wash your hands." Wei Rongruo carefully pulled the quilt over his right leg.

The wound has been treated. Whether he can withstand the infection depends on his creation - Wei Rongruo felt for the first time at this time the importance of penicillin.

A quarter of an hour later, Rue Xiang did as she had instructed her to decoction and bring the medicine she was taking internally.

saw Feng Wushuang waking up slowly, while Wei Rongruo fell asleep at the end of the bed.

Rue Xiang helped Feng Wushuang to sit up. At this time, Feng Wushuang was carefully looking at her sleeping face - Wei Rongruo's eyebrows were slightly twisted, as if he had encountered something unhappy in a dream.

Feng Wushuang inadvertently reached out his hand, wanting to smooth her eyebrows. was interrupted by Ruexiang's words: "Hey, the medicine is cold!" ”

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, pretending to be unintentional, and took the medicine bowl to his lips.

"Miss, the slave and maid will help you up." Wei Rongruo was woken up by Rue Xiang.

Sleepy eyes were relaxed, but Feng Wushuang occupied her bed by herself. Wei Rongruo could only pout his lips and reluctantly went to the couch for one night.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Rue Xiang brought two bowls of porridge to the table.

There is also a small plate of pickles.

Wei Rongruo took a wooden spoon and picked out the rice in the porridge one by one - it was actually quite simple, the porridge could directly reflect the shadow of a person.

I'm done.

"Rue, do you want to go back?" Rue Xiang looked at the thirteen rice grains lined up on the table, and listened to Wei Rongruo's question.

"Go back? Where to go back? ”

Wei Rongruo smiled bitterly and motioned for Rue Xiang to wake Feng Wushuang up.

So, Feng Wushuang half-sat up from the bed and wiped his face briefly.

Then he took the porridge bowl handed by Ruexiang.

Wei Rongruo saw his brows furrow slightly.

Feng Wushuang had just scooped the porridge with a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Wei Rongruo coughed deliberately: "Who is that, Third Highness." Accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, how does this porridge taste? ”

After a pause, Wei Rongruo continued: "I understand. His Royal Highness is not tired of eating on weekdays, and he is not tired of being fine. I'm afraid that this kind of coarse grain in the countryside will hurt the spleen and stomach. ”

Feng Wushuang's appetite was gone.

Wei Rongruo turned around and smiled all over his face.

Hmph, who made him proud of his identity and looked down on people several times?

Feng Wushuang was at a loss for what to do with the porridge bowl. Or Rue Xiang came out to relieve the siege: "Third Highness, eat quickly." You see, the rice tank has bottomed out. I finally got a bowl of porridge, wouldn't it be a pity if it was wasted? ”

Feng Wushuang's face eased slightly, and he finally moved the spoon again.

I ate half of a bowl of porridge, but I heard him suddenly whisper: "Someone is coming." ”

Wei Rongruo was secretly frightened, and saw Feng Wushuang quickly put down the porridge bowl and got off the bed with a gesture - he was not afraid, but he was just thinking subconsciously in his heart, unwilling to cause trouble to Wei Rongruo.

She didn't hesitate any longer, and she and Rue Xiang had a good heart, and together they moved Feng Wushuang to a position - it was still under the bed.

Straightening up, Rue Xiang pretended to pick up Feng Wushuang's porridge bowl. I saw Wen twisting his waist and walking in without warning.

Wei Rongruo wondered in his heart: The Wen family rarely sets foot here, but what is it like today?

When Wen entered the door, he didn't even pretend to greet him, but took out a thing directly from his sleeve: "Oh, it's for you." ”

Her face was full of sarcasm, but Wei Rongruo was a monk who was confused.

What she took from Wen's hand was a big red Geng post!