Wu Xun tugged hard, but did not pull it out. Instead, it got tighter and tighter. Looking at Song Hanzhuo's haggard face, she felt soft and sat down, waiting for Song Hanzhuo to let go.
"The prince is unconscious right now, so don't think too much." Yuan Jun said angrily. Wu Xun then raised his eyes to look at the girl, with a bookish look on her face. She smiled softly, "As for the patient's body,
As a doctor, what do I have to think about?"
"It's good that you know."
"Yuanjun, it's a good name. It comes from "Ancient Acacia". When I look back at you, does it make me miss you?" Wu Xun said without paying any attention to Yuanjun's hostility.
Yuan Jun looked Wu Xun up and down. Although the woman in front of him was clothed in civilian clothes and had a hairpin, she had an extraordinary bearing. Her behavior did not look like that of a wild girl, "Have you ever read a book?"
"My wife is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, a few lines of poetry are nothing." Yuzhu opened the curtain and came in, glanced at Yuanjun, and put the medicine in his hand on the table, "Don't think that your prince is so good, my husband is
Talents are looked down upon."
"Yuzhu!" Wu Xun shouted softly, his eyes falling on the cooked medicine, "Bring the medicine over here."
"Madam, let this slave come. You haven't slept a wink all day and night." Yuzhu said distressedly.
"fine."
"I'll do it." Mr. Yuan took the medicine bowl and said, "Madam, you've worked hard too. I'll just take care of the prince."
Wu Xun glanced at Song Hanzhuo, who was about to get up, but someone grabbed her wrist. The hand that was originally holding the corner of her clothes was now clasping her wrist tightly, "It seems that I can't live without you. Give him medicine."
Right." Wu Xun pointed at his clasped wrist and said.
Yuan Jun rolled his eyes at Wu Xun. Yuzhu beside him couldn't stand it any longer. He made a move and a silver needle fell into his hand. He inserted it into a hole in Song Hanzhuo's wrist very quickly. The big hand immediately let go of Wu Xun's hand.
Wrist, "Madam, your wrist is red."
"Yuzhu!" Wu Xun shouted sternly. He checked Song Hanzhuo's hand anxiously and saw that there was nothing serious. He was relieved. Yuzhu turned away angrily and saw Wu Xun's slightly red and swollen wrist, saying nothing.
He picked up the ointment and asked, "Madam, I don't want to stay in Fuyang City anymore."
Wu Xun sighed, "Fuyang City is full of patients now. As a doctor, where there are patients, are you ashamed to say this?"
Yuzhu lowered his head and whispered, "I'm afraid if I don't go back, my wife will never be able to go back."
"I am the wife of Yaoyu Valley, and this identity will never change." Wu Xun gently held Yuzhu's hand, "What are you afraid of."
Song Hanzhuo only woke up briefly once, and then he was in a coma for three days and three nights before he woke up. "My lord, are you awake?" Yuan Jun came in with the medicine. When he saw Song Hanzhuo waking up, he walked over in surprise and asked with concern.
, “How are you feeling?”
A face flashed in Song Hanzhuo's mind. He looked around the room, but there was no such beautiful image in his mind. He felt disappointed. How could she be here? It must be his own hallucination.
"Your Majesty, you're awake." Yunli, a grown man, was as happy as a child. Seeing his master's eyes searching the house, he understood and said, "Mrs. Wuxun has been guarding you. She just went back to rest."
"Who are you talking about?" Song Hanzhuo's eyes lit up, "Mrs. Wu Xun..."
"Yes, you were seriously injured and the military doctors were helpless, so Mrs. Wu Xun from Yaoyu Valley came to treat you." Yun Li said with a smile. Song Han wiped away the light in his eyes and hummed lightly.
Wu Xun didn't rest for a moment. There were many wounded soldiers in the military camp and many patients in the city. She had been practicing medicine outside the city. Suddenly, she remembered ten years ago, when Ji Mingnan was still Ji Nanbei, and she was still Princess Chen, who was also in this city.
Saved many people.
"Did you know?" Wu Xun neatly tied a beautiful knot, took a sip of water from the water bottle in Yu Zhu's hand, and said, "I have been here with Anan before."
"Why have I never heard you mention it to the Valley Master?" Yuzhu asked.
Wu Xun smiled slightly and said, "It was a long time ago. At that time, Anan was also called the Divine Doctor. He was a miracle doctor who could heal bones."
"What happened next?" Yuzhu asked enthusiastically. Seeing that Wuxun's thoughts were a little far away, he asked curiously, "Madam, how did you and the Valley Master know each other?"
No one had ever asked her how she and Ji Mingnan met. Such long-standing questions seemed like she had experienced three lives in her previous life, going round and round and returning to the starting point.
"At that time, I was chased by my enemy and was wounded by an arrow. I happened to meet him and King Chen returning to Beijing. I boldly stopped King Chen's carriage. That was the first time we met. He was still high-spirited at that time.
A charming and handsome young man, very narcissistic..."
Song Hanzhuo was supported by Yun Li in the dark, listening to Wu Xun's words. What she was talking about was not the first time he met her, the woman who dared to stop her carriage and negotiate terms with him.
It was at that time that it entered his heart, and it was his whole life from then on.
It was already dusk when Wu Xun returned. He walked to Song Hanzhuo's room as a habit to see how he was injured. But this time, the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed was leaning on the soft couch and reading the military report.
, Song Hanzhuo thought it was Yuanjun who came in, and said, "Yuanjun,
I don't need you here, so you should go down and rest first." After seeing the visitor for a long time without replying, he looked up and saw that he was standing there in a blue cloth with a simple bun fixed only by a wooden hairpin.
, which made Song Hanzhuo feel a little unreal, "You're here."
Wu Xun put the medicine in his hand on the table and said calmly, "I just woke up, so it's not advisable to overwork yourself."
"Oh." Song Hanzhuo obediently put down the military newspaper and stared at Wu Xun without saying a word. He looked at her with familiar eyebrows and eyes, "Why are you here?
"
"As a doctor, I naturally come to treat people." Wu Xun mixed the medicine and put it in Song Hanzhuo's hand, "Drink it."
Song Hanzhuo said nothing, grabbed the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp without even blinking. He put down the bowl and looked at Wu Xun obediently, "Then what is your identity?"
"Of course it's Wu Xun who came from Yaoyu Valley." Wu Xun said without raising his head. Song Han's eyes darkened and he said with disappointment, "I'm almost recovered now. I'll ask Yun Li to send you back in a while."
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After packing the medicine bowl, Wu Xun turned around and left Song Hanzhuo's room without saying a word. When he went out, he met Yuan Jun. The other party gave Wu Xun a very unfriendly look and said, "From now on, I will deliver your prince's medicine."
.”
"Um."
"Also, don't think about flying up a branch and becoming a phoenix. The prince doesn't like you." Seeing Wu Xun's attitude, Mr. Yuan felt angry in his heart and said angrily, "Don't think that I don't know the little things in your heart."
Abacus, you are already an old lady, and you still want to marry the woodcutter again? I don’t even look at your appearance, don’t think that you are different because you saved the prince.”
The cold eyes emanating from her eyes gave Yuanjun a chill in her heart. Those cold eyes were so cold that she began to feel a little nervous, "If you say something rude again, I will never let you speak!"
"You...you...still want to kill me? If you kill me, the prince will not let you go!..." Mr. Yuan said bravely. As if hearing a joke, Wu Xun gently pointed at Yuan.
Jun acupuncture points, "Your life is worthless to me. I have hundreds of ways to make you unable to speak."
, you said that I accidentally put a mute medicine in your tea, making you mute from now on, or that I accidentally sealed your mute point permanently with a silver needle, or that I put something to remind you.
Rong San and so on. I promise you will never dare to go out again, let alone complain to the prince."
"Ah... you are perverted!" Yuan Jun trembled in his heart, pushed Wu Xun away, covered his ears and ran away.
Wu Xun sat on the steps, looking up at the dark blue sky. A bright moon hung alone. The cold moonlight was like a veil spreading on the earth. The winter wind from the north was extremely cold. Wu Xun tightened his grip.
The cloak on his body suddenly felt warm on his shoulders. Looking back, Song Hanzhao put a big cloak on himself, but he only wore one.
The cotton robe was surrounded by a circle of fine white fox fur. He was a little more gentle when he was sick. Wu Xun took off the big cloak and put it on Song Hanzhuo's body. "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and it's...
I corrected the military affairs and even got out of bed to walk. If you give me the cloak now, I can guarantee that before tonight, you will be heading west."
Song Hanzhuo stretched out his hand and pulled Wu Xun into his arms. He opened his cloak and wrapped it tightly around the two of them. He whispered in Wu Xun's ear, "Then let's wear it together and keep each other warm."
Wu Xun was stunned for a moment, pushed Song Hanzhuo away, withdrew from the familiar yet unfamiliar embrace, and said lightly, "It seems that the prince's health has recovered." He looked up at the sky and said, "It's already getting late, so the women should leave first.
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"Cough cough cough..." Song Hanzhuo started coughing as soon as the cold wind hit him. Wu Xun paused, turned back, and said expressionlessly, "I'll take the prince back."
A certain prince raised his lips slightly and allowed Wu Xun to help him back to the room.
It was previously rumored that King Zi Ling was seriously injured and his life was on the line, so his morale was low. The second day after Song Hanzhuo woke up, he went to the military camp to boost morale. Tang Yunheng, who was still guarding the front line, received the news and immediately boosted his morale and worked hard to fight again.
Defeated Hadazhen once and retreated fifty miles.
Wearing a cold black armor, Tang Yunheng returned to Fuyang City. The people lined the streets to welcome him, and everyone cheered. As soon as Tang Yunheng entered the city, he went to visit Song Hanzhuo. As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he was attracted by a somewhat familiar figure.
I saw the woman lowering her head and carefully explaining the signs to the people beside her that they needed to pay attention to when decoction.
"Xun'er..." The general protecting the country, who was used to fighting on the battlefield, was trembling at this moment and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.