This feeling of fidgeting, he doesn't know how many times he has experienced it, he has also had a feeling of fidgeting when the enemy forces pressed the territory before, and he fought on the front line, but this time it was stronger than any time. Because, he knew in his heart that if he was defeated, he could start all over again, but if she died, there would be no more her in this world.

The feeling of fidgeting was sad, hard, forceful, almost driving him crazy, and he was still pretending to be calm.

Inside the house, no one spoke, and it was surprisingly quiet.

For a long time, Mo Wu pulled out a silver needle for Jing Qingran, and at this time, Hong Hong also came with a bowl of decoction.

Jing Qingran's head, the buzzing sound slowly faded, but it did not disappear completely, her ears had not yet regained hearing, and her eyes were difficult to open, and her current situation was only a little better than just now.

It was nearly noon and afternoon, and the sun in the sky slowly set westward.

Today, Jing Qingran was going to Yunlai Restaurant, but yesterday, she wrote a notice saying that there will be big names coming to Yunlai Restaurant today, and then, attracting customers to come to the restaurant.

However, this incident happened today, she was knocked unconscious, lying on the bed without any consciousness, and she couldn't go to Yunlai Restaurant.

And Yunlai Restaurant, there are more guests, but not too many, after all, in this era, the news is blocked, and it is obviously not so possible to attract customers all at once, so the symbolic holding of the event on the notice is like this.

After all, the principal of the restaurant, the shopkeeper, did not come......

What should a restaurant do, it can only do that.

Mu Zhengchen still helped Jing Qingran feed the medicine, and Jing Qingran was also very cooperative.

"Let her rest well, tomorrow, she will come later." Mo Wu said.

"Lin Xuan, send off." Mu Zhengchen said.

"Yes, lord." Lin Xuan on the side nodded, and then made a gesture of invitation to Mo Wu respectfully.

Mo Wu looked at Jing Qingran who was lying on the bed, then turned around and left, Hong Hong followed closely behind him, Lin Xuan sent him off, and the three of them went to the palace.

Time passed, from the setting sun to the setting sun, the sky was dark.

"Lord Wang, you have been here for so long, you haven't eaten lunch yet, and now that the sun has set, dinner is ready." A maid stepped forward and whispered to the prince beside the bed.

"Bring the food here." Mu Zhengchen said lightly.

"Whoa." The maid nodded, and then turned to leave.

After a short time, the maid brought the meal and put it on the wooden table, taking advantage of the situation, not needing to force too much, and each did his own thing.

Mu Zhengchen was eating at the table, and the maid was standing on the side, very quiet, without much noise.

Outside the window, the evening breeze is low, the sky, the stars are bright, this, the night is quiet.

Very late, Jing Qingran moved slightly, in her brain, the buzzing sound was gone, her ears could hear the sound under normal circumstances, the blood in the chest cavity had traces of dissipation, and her body's self-repair ability was slowly taking effect.

She's slowly getting better.

Before, Mo Wu pricked needles and acupuncture for her, dissipating the chaos in her brain in the way of needles.

Moved slightly, her fingers had traces of movement, the consciousness of her brain was slowly awakening, and the functions of her whole body were also slowly deployed.

The person who was guarding the bedside could feel the woman's slight movement, and his desperate heart shone because of her slight movement, and the despair slowly dissipated, replaced by hope.

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