Thinking that Feng Qinyu was so nervous about leaving Bai Yan at that time, but ignoring him, his heart felt very uncomfortable.

I don't know when he and Jiu'er have been so far away.

He furrowed his eyebrows, feeling a little disappointed and depressed at such a realization.

Xin Su saw him wrinkling his eyebrows in a daze, and knew that he was thinking about Princess Fengyu again.

The emperor's injury was not lighter than that of Li Baiyan, but Princess Fengyu's whole mind was on Li Baiyan's body, and she didn't even look at the emperor.

No wonder the emperor is so uncomfortable.

Xin Su sighed in his heart, withdrew his gaze from Li Baiyan's hand, returned to the face of the military doctor, and nodded to him, "Then let's start." ”

"Yes."

The medic quickly retreated, and it wasn't long before all the herbs and needle equipment were ready.

Because Dongfang Yunlie's wound is more sensitive, the military doctor can't use anesthetic, so he can only forcefully prick the needle into it, and put it on ordinary people, I'm afraid that no one can stand the pain.

Xinsu looked at the needle that had been roasted on the fire, even if she just looked at it, she felt a little painful.

The military doctor walked up to Dongfang Yunlie's side, "Your Majesty, the humble duty is about to begin." ”

Dongfang Yunlie didn't answer, and his tightly knit brows never let go.

Seeing that Dongfang Yunlie didn't speak, how could the military doctor dare to do it easily, so he had to turn his attention to Xinsu again.

Seeing that Xinsu nodded to him helplessly, the military doctor began to move.

The needle, little by little, passed through the flesh, and the blood, little by little, seeped out of the flesh, staining the Medic's fingers red, and the blood, flowing down the Medic's fingertips to his wrists, stained his sleeves.

Xin Su didn't retreat, just watched quietly from the side, and the bloody scene was a little shocking.

However, Dongfang Yunlie, who was the person concerned, didn't even make a sound of pain, and his brows never wrinkled, but the cold sweat on his forehead had already begun to drip down.

Xin Su couldn't bear to look at it, turned his eyes elsewhere, and suddenly felt that this high-ranking Ninety-Five Venerable could be so pitiful, and in front of his beloved woman, he seemed so small and humble.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and finally I heard the voice of the military doctor, "Okay." ”

Hearing this, the two simple words issued by the military doctor seemed to be greatly relieved.

Seeing that the military doctor stood up in front of Dongfang Yunlie, his half-squatting feet were a little numb, he frowned, looked at Xinsu, and said: "The emperor's wound is too deep, and there must be no big movements, at least you have to rest for more than a month to fully recover." ”

"yes, got it."

Xinsu replied in a low voice, but she couldn't help but feel a little worried in her heart.

If the two countries continue to fight, it is difficult to say if they want the emperor to lie down and rest quietly.

Now that Bai Yan has also been seriously injured, the two armies have fought, and there have been many casualties, so I am not afraid of anything else, I am afraid that some people with a heart will take advantage of the situation, such as-

Qiao Wei.

Thinking of Qiao Wei, she naturally thought of the ruffian demon beside Qiao Wei, and when she thought of Rong Yi and her heart, she once again crossed a trace of unknown strangeness.

After the military doctor bandaged Dongfang Yunlie's wound, he retreated quietly, and when she saw that Dongfang Yunlie's bandaged wound was stained red with several layers of gauze, she couldn't help but sigh a little when she looked at it.

In fact, for the emperor, the best healing medicine is Princess Fengyu.