Yan Ruocheng slept until noon, then woke up slightly.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the sleeping form of Huang Fengmo in front of him, with delicate features, sleeping peacefully. His hand was still holding the back of her hand, resting between the two of them.
She was confused, remembering that she was obviously tied up by him, lying on his body and dozing off.
She squinted her eyes and looked at Huang Fengmo. It seemed that he had woken up and moved her to the bed.
She gently tried to get off the bed, but as soon as she moved, she woke up the man next to her.
"No more sleep." Huang Fengmo said softly.
"Your Highness, wake up. It seems that your fever has subsided. Let me help you pull out the silver needle from your head." Yan Ruocheng reached over to his head and pulled out the silver needle.
After taking out the silver needles one by one, Huang Fengmo frowned slightly and said, "My head still hurts..."
"Let the villain see it."
I reached out and touched his forehead. There was a little sweat and it was slightly warm.
"Your Highness, I still have some weak fire. I will go and make some anti-inflammatory medicinal soup. You will feel better after drinking it."
As soon as she stood up, Huang Fengmo grabbed her wrist.
"Uh? Your Highness, do you have anything else to tell me?"
"Will you run to find Huang Chenling while I'm still sick..." Huang Fengmo looked at her intently and asked sadly.
"No, I will take good care of His Highness, don't worry." Yan Ruocheng patted the back of his hand and said with a smile. She always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs, so she had better put aside her children's personal affairs and do her duty first.
"It's better to cook the medicine after eating." Huang Fengmo said with a slight smile and let go of his hand.
"It's okay. It's okay for me to eat and fry at the same time." Yan Ruocheng was a bit misunderstood.
"Eat with me, I'm a little hungry." He said the key points directly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go ask someone to prepare it." She nodded and went out, following the servant to the dining room to prepare.
Basically, they are all medicated foods, which are suitable for people with persistent fever and a little bit of weak fire.
After half a stick of incense, she and her servants went in with lunch. Huang Fengmo had already changed to half-lying down, sitting on the bed with his eyes closed to relax.
"Your Highness, I have prepared some light ginkgo and lean meat porridge, as well as some sweet and sour side dishes. It will be an appetizer first, and it will be more suitable to drink medicine later." Yan Ruozhen explained while spooning the porridge.
"Do you have enough to eat? These are just for me. What about you? Let the cook cook something you like." Huang Fengmo said with concern.
"No need, Your Highness has finished eating. It's enough for a little person. No food is wasted." She walked over with a bowl of porridge and said with a smile.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, he blew on the porridge and noodles to dissipate the heat, then took a small spoonful of soup along the edge, handed it to his mouth, and said softly: "Your Highness, be careful not to burn it, give it a taste."
Huang Fengmo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, opened his mouth, and took a sip of the rice porridge she fed him. He had no appetite to begin with, and the reason why he said he was hungry was so that she could feed him personally like now.
Unexpectedly, it felt good to be fed by her like this. He began to understand that it was no wonder that once Huang Chenling was injured, he would take advantage of her immediately.
"Is it hot?" Yan Ruocheng asked lightly, worried that the porridge was too hot, and she felt a little hot even when she held it.
"You blow it and it will be just right..." Huang Fengmo took the opportunity to say. He just wanted to watch her pouting and blowing the porridge and noodles. She looked very good-looking and much fresher than other women.
Yes, naturally and extremely cute.
The more he looked at her, the more he felt itchy in his heart. He wanted to reach out and touch her little face. He clenched his fists, fearing that his abnormal behavior would scare her, so he had to endure it first.
In this way, Yan Ruocheng blew and fed, and Huang Fengmo was quite satisfied with the meal, finishing bowl after bowl in one go.
When he felt his stomach was full, she started to eat the rest of the porridge.
"You really don't need to add dishes?" Huang Fengmo held his chin and looked at her sitting aside to eat.
Yan Ruocheng ate with relish and said: "No need. When I opened a medical clinic in the countryside, I often ate very little before going out to practice medicine. Sometimes eating too much is not good. People only need to be three-thirds full."
That’s it.”
"Hehe, no wonder you are skinny and have no fat on your face. You are not allowed to be like this in the future. I have to fatten you up." Huang Fengmo said with a smile.
"Are you going to kill the little guy to make him fat?" she asked jokingly.
"You girl, you're so sweet-mouthed. You'll be fattened so that you can't run away, so you can only stay by my side." He said a sweet word to her tactfully.
"Hahaha... Even if a villain turns into a fat pig, he can still get out." She regarded it as a joke.
His tone gradually became serious again, and he said, "Can't you stay peacefully by my side?"
Only then did Yan Ruocheng realize what he meant, and said tactfully: "The villain will stay in the pharmacy peacefully, waiting for His Highness's instructions, and he will definitely develop new medicinal pills seriously."
"Eat it quickly. If it gets colder, you really have to throw it away." Huang Fengmo didn't want to push her too hard, so he changed his tone and said.
"Well... I'll finish eating quickly." Yan Ruocheng breathed a sigh of relief again. Fortunately, he changed the topic by himself, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to answer.
After lunch, she made some medicine and gave it to him to take. She stayed by his side and never left the bedroom.
Huang Chenling was in Wang Xiulin's sight almost the entire day.
Wang Xiulin learned a method of clearing the meridians with silver needles somewhere, and wanted to help him clear the meridians in his arms to help him heal faster.
"Xiulin, it's really not necessary. You can see that the imperial doctor has bandaged me so firmly, so don't go to the trouble of trying it again and again." Huang Chenling said in a pushy way.
As soon as Wang Xiulin heard that he was pushing back again, he immediately looked like he was about to cry and said aggrievedly: "Brother Chenling, you are becoming less and less trusting of me and more and more believing in my words. I have seen Gu
I’ve been studying medicine for a while, and I didn’t just use you to test injections casually. Ugh... Do you think I will harm you? You don’t want me to touch you at all..." she said
As he spoke, he started to cry, his tears were like beads, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"No, no, stop crying, Xiulin, be good, it's my fault, I didn't distrust you." Huang Chenling was afraid that after she returned home, the emperor's uncle would run away if he saw her crying.
I came to him to ask questions. It was better to coax her back first, at least not to make her cry.
"Then, do you want me to give it a try?" Wang Xiulin said flatly.
"Can you not try? It's really troublesome..." Huang Chenling asked helplessly.
"Brother Chenling, you don't believe me so much...you think I'm joking, wuwu..." Wang Xiulin began to roll with tears in his eyes again.
"I don't have it, try, try...just try." Huang Chenling finally agreed.
"Well, I will try my best to make Brother Chenling get well soon." Wang Xiulin immediately became happy when he heard that he agreed, and said with a smile.
"..." Huang Chenling complained in her heart: You didn't make me more injured, so I'm thankful to God.
This time, Wang Xiulin was fully prepared and brought a medical kit in a decent manner. He took out the silver needle bag from it, took the scissors, walked back to Huang Chenling and said, "Brother Chenling, I want to help you cut it."
Open the strip first, otherwise you won’t be able to see the position clearly and you won’t be able to apply the needle.”
Huang Chenling had no choice but to nod. The bones in his arms had not yet been completely healed, and he was afraid that the bones would easily shift once the fixation was removed.
"You have to be careful." He reminded her to avoid suffering.
Wang Xiulin nodded confidently and said, "Don't worry, Brother Chenling, I will untie it for you very carefully and I will never hurt you."
After saying that, he started to use scissors to cut off the white cloth strips on his arm bit by bit. As the white cloth strips were untied one by one, his fractured arm lost its support and suddenly drooped feebly.
Huang Chenling suddenly felt a stinging pain. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, saying: "Hiss! It hurts...Xiulin, hurry up..."
"Okay, okay, it'll be done soon. I'll do the acupuncture right now." Wang Xiulin supported his arm with one hand and took out the silver needle with the other hand. Because he was a little nervous, he couldn't remember much at the moment.
Know the specific acupoint locations.
She felt that if she backed down, her status in Huang Chenling's heart would be inferior to that of the ugly female ghost doctor, so she thought about it and randomly took a rough look at the location, thinking that if it was a little off, it wouldn't matter.
The silver needle pierced Huang Chenling's painful point, "Ah——!" He shouted instantly, his arm twitched, and the bones inside also clicked.
Suddenly, a lightning-quick pain shot through my arm.
"It hurts so much!" He was so painful that his body bounced back, his brows furrowed tightly. He asked accusingly: "Xiulin, did you pierce it in the wrong place? It hurts a lot!"
"Eh? Brother Chenling, this is a sign that the meridian in your arm is pierced correctly. It means that a certain meridian in your arm is unblocked. If it is unblocked, you won't feel pain, as if you have no consciousness. The pain is normal now." Wang Xiulin died.
I was able to explain to him.
As she said that, before he could recover, she impatiently inserted the second needle. Another needle was inserted somewhere randomly. She inserted it with force, which was not the correct technique.
Huang Chenling's whole body twitched in pain again, and severe pain came from the bones of his arm. As the needle was inserted, he didn't know whether Wang Xiulin had injected it correctly or not. He only knew that his arm was in great pain, and now he couldn't even connect a few needles.
My fingers also hurt and numb.
Wang Xiulin's hand holding his was a little tired, and there was a trace of sweat on her forehead. She used her right hand to wipe the sweat, and casually let go of Huang Chenling's arm. She wiped the sweat, and her arm suddenly dropped to the bed.
This time, it really "clicked" and then deformed, leaning abnormally outward.
In the dormitory, Huang Chenling shouted: "My hand! Ah——!"
At night, Yan Ruozhen took advantage of Huang Fengmo to drink the decoction she added with soothing powder, and then quietly slipped out after he fell asleep.
She sneaked over to Huang Chenling as usual. The strange thing was that there were so many guards at the door of his dormitory. She didn't know what happened, but it must be up to no good. Otherwise, why would there be such guards guarding her? She thought she would definitely do it.
After being driven away by the guards, she consciously turned around.
The guard quickly came over and stopped her, saying: "Master Ghost Doctor, the Second Prince has been looking for you all day, why are you back now? Come in quickly."
"Okay, okay." Yan Ruocheng didn't expect that he missed her so much. They had only seen her for a day, and he was so impatient. She laughed in her heart and entered the dormitory pretentiously, planning to do some mischief secretly.