"Your Highness, here we go..." When the carriage stopped at the entrance of the camp, Feng Zhi jumped off the carriage and was about to speak when he was stopped by a hand.
Seeing Chu Lan's gesture, Feng Zhi's heart tightened, he quickly closed his mouth and softened his movements.
He remembered this gesture very clearly - it was like this every time His Royal Highness asked him to keep quiet.
When Chu Lan carefully carried the person in his arms out of the carriage, Feng Zhi finally understood.
No wonder I didn't hear any movement from the carriage along the way. It turned out that she was asleep.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhi couldn't help laughing again, and hurried forward to open the curtain of the tent.
It was obvious that she had left without saying goodbye. Logically speaking, he should blame her for letting down his Highness, the Crown Prince. However, seeing how she couldn't eat or sleep in the past few days, he still felt that he should let His Highness do it.
Just feel good about it.
After carrying the man in his arms into the house, Chu Lan turned around and glanced. Before he could speak, Feng Zhi understood, "I'll call the military doctor right now."
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Jiang Zhang Qingjiu was really tired, so much so that when Chu Lan put her on the bed, she didn't wake up.
Looking at the person sleeping on the bed who was still frowning, Chu Lan's heart felt like it was being stabbed by silver needles. She wanted to stretch out her hand to smooth the wrinkles, but she was afraid that she would disturb her sweet dream, so she finally hesitated.
Withdrew his hand.
The military doctor came quickly. Hearing the footsteps outside, Chu Lan hurriedly walked outside, but unexpectedly a hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
Chu Lan was startled, subconsciously stopped, and asked softly: "Ajiu, are you awake?"
What responded to him was the sleeves being pulled tighter, but there was no sound outside.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Lan slowly turned around.
After seeing that Zhang Qingjiu had his eyes closed but his brows were furrowed even more, a wry smile appeared on his lips. What on earth had he done a while ago?!
It made her sleep so uncomfortable.
Just when he was about to take out his sleeves, the person on the bed suddenly murmured, "Chu Lan, I'm sorry..."
Chu Lan's heart suddenly clenched.
"I'm back...don't be angry."
Chu Lan's breath was suffocated, and her eyes turned red instantly.
Holding the hand that was holding her sleeve tightly, Chu Lan took a deep breath and said, "No, I'm not angry. I'm actually very happy that Ajiu is back."
After saying it three times in a row, the fingers gradually started to loosen up.
Chu Lan endured the pain and finally took out her sleeves.
On the other side of the screen, the military doctor was already waiting. When he saw Chu Lan approaching, he immediately knelt down to salute, but was picked up by Chu Lan.
The military doctor was startled. When he saw Chu Lan's clothes stained with traces of blood, he almost fainted. But before he could say anything, Chu Lan pulled him to the bed.
When he saw the woman on the couch, the military doctor didn't understand anything - His Highness the Crown Prince would never care about his own injuries when she was around.
There was a flash of complexity in his eyes, and the military doctor sighed quietly in his heart, and then stepped forward to diagnose and treat him.
After an hour of burning incense, the military doctor stood up and saluted. This time, he walked quietly to the screen on the other side without Chu Lan's instructions.
"How?" Chu Lan narrowed her eyes, and although her tone was calm, it revealed her anxiety.
The military doctor muttered: "The Crown Princess is fine. She is just tired due to excessive worry and lack of sleep recently. As long as she takes a good rest for a period of time, and Wei Chen prescribes a few tonics to regulate her body, she will be fine."
"
The military doctor said it calmly, but Chu Lan had already heard it and felt heartbroken.
Listening to Wei Tunan's words, you can tell what kind of twists and turns she experienced in Penglai. She has never been at peace since she came back in the past few days. How can she not be tired?
"Then take good care of it. If you need any medicinal materials, just tell me." Chu Lan pinched her fingers and exhaled gently.
The military doctor's mouth twitched, thinking that the Crown Princess was just overworked, and there was nothing to make a fuss about. The real problem was his own injuries. It would be strange if he didn't develop inflammation and fever after a few more tossings!
However, he knew earlier than some people how important the person lying on the couch was to His Highness, so he had no choice but to keep those words in his heart, "Your Highness, please let me show you the wound."
After the military doctor made the diagnosis, Chu Lan originally wanted to go back and accompany Zhang Qingjiu, but seeing the complicated look on his face, as if he was mourning for his heir, he finally sat down and said, "Yeah."
After a pause, he added, "Hurry up and deal with it."
The corner of the military doctor's mouth twitched, thinking how could he do this so quickly? His subordinate is the noble Crown Prince, not just pork and cabbage on the chopping board?
After treating Chu Lan's open wound again, the military doctor said seriously, "Your Highness, I may be a gentle person, but I dare to advise you that if you continue to deal with this wound, I'm afraid it will become infected and inflamed."
Chu Lan put on the middle coat that Feng Zhixin sent in and walked inside, "I believe in your ability."
"..."
Looking at the figure walking so fast and hurriedly, the military doctor's mouth twitched and he almost got messed up in the wind.
I do believe in my own ability, but the patient must also cooperate.
If it happens again and again, even if he is reborn as Bian Que while Hua Tuo is still alive, it will not help.
As soon as Chu Lan returned to Zhang Qingjiu's side, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised a slight arc, and her eyes were fixed on the person on the couch.
Fortunately, his Ahjiu didn't really leave him.
Don't worry, Ahjiu, no matter what, I will definitely protect you.
Just watching, Chu Lan couldn't help but doze off.
Is there more than one person who hasn’t had a good rest for several nights?
At this moment, the tent where Zhang Qingjiu originally lived was crowded with figures.
Huo Wu looked at the young man in front of her, who looked not much older than herself, with bright eyes, her eyes filled with joy and admiration, "Are you really...really Major General Wei?"
Feng Zhi also stared at Wei Tunan for a moment and nodded hurriedly.
Although Mu Qing on the side did not make a sound, he also cast his gaze over.
"It's guaranteed." Wei Tunan smiled lowly, glanced at the camp not far away, and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your hard work this night."
"It's not hard!" Huo Wu immediately shook his head and answered loudly.
He actually saw Wei Tunan, Wei Tunan alive!
Wei Tunan, the youngest god of war in Dahui, is Bai Yueguang in his heart, the person he respects the most!
"Isn't it hard?" Wei Tunan's mouth curved and his eyes narrowed instantly, "So, how much did you hear about that night?"
!!!
The three people were startled at the same time, their expressions changed slightly, as if they were facing a formidable enemy!
In the end, Feng Zhi was the first to react, "Well, General Wei, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."
"Come back!" Seeing the three people running away, Wei Tunan raised his eyebrows, waved his arm, and the curtain of the tent fell with a "snap".