"Shizi? Are you talking about the guy who is very good-looking, but can't walk on his legs? ”

As soon as Song Shuwan's words fell, the child in the distance opened his mouth, and his words made Song Shuwan's sinking heart instantly lift.

"Yes, he's really good-looking, but he can't walk on his legs."

The boy smiled, pointed to a thatched hut not far away, and said, "Uncle Qi sent him to Langzhong in the village, right there, you can go to him." ”

Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "Thank you." ”

As she spoke, she pulled her legs and ran to the thatched hut, followed by Baicao and the flying kite.

Approaching the thatched house, Song Shuwan raised her voice and asked, "Is anyone at home?" I am a family member of the man who brought me here before. ”

"You're the kid's family? Just in time, go grab the medicine. ”

A rough voice fell, Song Shuwan just stood still, there was an extra piece of paper in her arms, the content was a variety of medicinal materials, she looked at it quickly, and her eyes flashed with amazement, this recipe's medicinal materials are really the queen mother, making the effect even worse, is this a medicine prescribed for the prince?

Thinking about it, she quickly handed the recipe to Baicao: "Go and grab the medicine." ”

Baicao was a little stunned: "Princess Shizi, don't you ...... first"

"Go grab the medicine." Song Shuwan raised her voice again, with a bit of sharpness in her tone.

Hearing this, Baicao lowered his head, took the prescription and left quickly.

"Are you the princess? Whose princess? ”

There was suddenly a middle-aged man on crutches at the door of the thatched house, he looked at Song Shuwan with a gloomy expression, and his hand holding the crutches was obviously tightened a lot.

Song Shuwan's heart sank slightly, and she looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance on the tip of her nose: "I am the princess of Pei Huan of the Hou Mansion, and Pei Huan's reputation, you should have heard of it." ”

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly relaxed, and he snorted coldly: "What if you heard it?" Come in, he's unconscious. ”

Song Shuwan followed into the house, and then found that there were several other people in the house.

At this time, the flying kite spoke: "The princess, these are the people who receive the prince for the slave and maid." ”

When Song Shuwan heard this, she lightly blessed: "Thank you for taking care of my family." ”

One of the men quickly waved his hand: "Don't say that, we just leave people behind for the time being, but the situation of the son of the world is very bad, you ......"

Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "I know, I'll take a look first." ”

The middle-aged man on crutches tilted his head slightly: "Do you know medical skills?" ”

"No, I understand a little."

Song Shuwan said modestly, and the middle-aged man snorted coldly when he heard it: "Okay, then let me take a look at your medical skills." ”

Song Shuwan didn't care about his words, and after seeing Pei Huan, she checked the man's pulse, and only after confirming the situation did she start to check his body.

The flying kite stood on one side and whispered, "The secret guards in charge of the guards have all been killed, and the slave only knows that the prince is seriously injured, and the specific situation is not clear." ”

Song Shuwan stared at it, Pei Huan had an extremely deep sword wound on his chest, extending from his left shoulder to his heart, and the flesh and blood were rolling, even if he had been treated, he could see the blood.

"He had three fatal wounds on his body, two on his back in addition to his chest."

The middle-aged man's voice came from behind, Song Shuwan pursed her lips, frowned and turned back: "Have you used medicine for Shizi?" What's in the medicine? ”

The middle-aged man leaned on the cane and saw her thoughts at a glance: "Want to change the dressing?" I suggest you don't change it, because I have also spent a lot of effort on the wound, and it won't work for him to change the dressing. ”

Song Shuwan also knew the key, she just asked, and when she heard this, she pressed her thoughts: "I don't know what Your Excellency is called?" ”

"Han Sanpin."

Song Shuwan was surprised: "Han Sanzhen? Is it a needle for acupuncture? ”

Han Sanzhen glanced at her: "In addition to that needle, what other needle can there be?" ”

Song Shuwan smiled and had no words.

"Hmm."

Suddenly, the person on the bed let out a muffled snort, Song Shuwan quickly turned around and called softly: "Shizi? Are you awake? ”

In the silence, Song Shuwan frowned and retreated, thought about it, and wanted to probe Pei Huan's pulse, but before her hand fell, she stretched out a hand and grabbed her.

"What does Han Langzhong mean by this?"

Han Sanzhen looked at Song Shuwan fixedly: "This son is my patient right now, even if you know some medical skills, you shouldn't investigate his situation." ”

Song Shuwan broke free of his hand and said in a light tone: "I just want to diagnose the pulse, Han Langzhong don't have to worry that I will affect your treatment." ”

Han Sanzhen snorted coldly, and suddenly said, "You're treating his leg, right?" ”

Song Shuwan's fingers tightened slightly, but there was no change on her face: "Yes, is there a problem?" ”

Han Sanzhen smiled, and the crutches in his hand pointed at the ground: "There's no problem, but your medicine is wrong." ”

Her medicine is wrong?

Song Shuwan frowned, and was about to ask carefully, but saw Han Sanzhen turn around and go out on crutches.

"Wait a minute."

Song Shuwan made a sound and was about to chase out, when a voice sounded from behind, she paused for a moment and turned back quickly: "Shizi, are you awake?" ”

Pei Huan opened his eyes with difficulty: "Hmm." ”

It's just a short word, but it makes Song Shuwan's heart relax, it's good that people can wake up, and there is hope when people wake up.

"Shizi is seriously injured, let's rest first, I'm here, it's fine."

As if appeased, Pei Huan closed his eyes again.

Half an hour later, Baicao turned around with the medicine, Han Sanzhen glanced at it, and directly ordered Song Shuwan to let her decoct the medicine: "I wrote the method of decoction on this paper, and according to the above method of decoction, you can't make a mistake, do you understand?" ”

Song Shuwan held the medicine, glanced at Han Sanzhen, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, and then she went into the kitchen, Baicao and Fei Kite wanted to follow, and she sent them to Pei Huan's side.

"You two guard the world, don't have accidents."

Half an hour after decocting the medicine, Song Shuwan went to see Han Sanzhen with the medicine, but who knew that the latter took the bowl and poured all the medicine with her backhand.

Song Shuwan looked at it, and her heart suddenly tightened: "What does Han Langzhong mean by this?" ”

Han Sanzhen raised his head, and there was a bit of scrutiny in his vicissitudes of life: "What do I mean?" I asked you to decoction the medicine my way, and you did it? ”

Song Shuwan bowed: "Half an hour, fry five bowls of water into half a bowl of medicine, and ...... in the middle"

"Is this half a bowl?"

Han Sanzhen interrupted her, pointed to the bowl and said, "It's only half a bowl here, and you haven't reached half an hour, let alone my follow-up ......."

"Bang!"

Before Han Sanzhen finished speaking, there was a loud bang next to him.

Fei Kite glared and slammed the chair on the ground: "The concubine of my family personally decocted the medicine, and she already gave you face, how dare you be so presumptuous?" ”

Han Sanzhen's face suddenly sank, and the atmosphere in the room froze in silence.

Song Shuwan looked at the medicine bowl, and then at Han Sanzhen: "Fei Kite, apologize to Han Langzhong." ”

Fei Kite's eyes widened instantly: "Apologize? Why? ”

"Apologize." Song Shuwan accentuated her tone and turned around, her frowning brows already with solemnity.

Fei Kite was not convinced: "The slave is not wrong, he is just an ordinary person, even if he is Langzhong, he can't humiliate the princess like this, not to mention that you are still the emperor's own wife." ”

"Flying kites!"

This time it was not Song Shuwan who spoke out, but Baicao, who pressed the flying kite's head and asked her to apologize immediately.

"Don't embarrass the princess."