"Physician, are you sure she has no other problems?" Xiao Yichen was a little worried.
Imperial Physician Zhang nodded, "The princess should have suffered minor internal injuries before, but it didn't get in the way. Later, she suffered some traumatic injuries, coupled with excessive fatigue, excessive blood loss, and her body could not support it, so she fainted."
"Yichen, let the imperial doctor show you." Murong Chi saw that there was blood on his body and knew that Jiang Qingqing had stained it, but he was not worried.
"I'm fine, Doctor Zhang, go get the medicine, I'll change clothes first." After he finished speaking, he strode out.
Forsythia called hot water, and also found Huanxun's clothes to display. Murong Chi did not ask her to serve, but came by himself.
He has missed many opportunities, and this time, he doesn't want to miss it again.
Forsythia hesitated for a while, then nodded.
The young lady has the prince in her heart. If the two can reconcile, the young lady will be happy, and she quietly withdraws.
Murong Chi grabbed her hand and looked down at her. Her face was completely bloodless, white as blood, and her clothes were covered in blood plums. It seemed that as long as he let go, he would lose her forever.
She was obviously by her side, but he still let him have an accident.
Is it true that when she is with herself, she will always only be hurt
He clearly has the ability to protect her, but he hurts her again and again.
He was so heartbroken that he could barely breathe.
For a moment, he wanted to give up, but when this thought started, he felt that the darkness in front of him was terrible, and his future, without her, would be a dead silence.
Losing her was an unbearable pain in his life.
No, he won't let go.
He cowardly wanted to let go. If he couldn't protect her, who could protect her
He came back to his senses, took a face towel, and wiped her face carefully for her. The originally fair face was now covered with thin scratches. Just one glance made him feel distressed.
His movements were very light and gentle as water, but he still hurt her. He changed her clothes, wiped the medicine, and kept watch.
On the man's picturesque face, a bit of coldness has faded, and a bit of soft color has been added.
Loving someone is like that.
When Jiang Qingqing woke up, her hands were covered with something, which was very warm. She seemed to be familiar with this feeling.
She moved slightly, and the man leaning against the bed opened his eyes, his black eyes like obsidian opened, with joy in his eyes, "Qingqing, are you awake?"
Jiang Qingqing's voice was a little hoarse, she opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.
Murong Chi knew that, he immediately brought the warm water on the table, scooped it up with a spoon, fed it to her lips, and said cautiously, "Slow down."
She came back, this is Murong Chi's bedroom.
"Slow down, you are still very weak, so you can't talk too much." Murong Chi told them one by one.
Jiang Qingqing's heart was warm for a while, and there was a warm current flowing in quietly. She had never seen such a Murong Chi even when the two were dating before.
In his eyes, care and worry overlap, is he afraid
Fear that something will happen to me, or that I can't wake up, just like myself.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, Murong's hands trembled, and water dripped down, he frowned almost immediately, "Does the wound hurt?"
Jiang Qingqing didn't speak, just silently shed tears.
Murong Chi's heart clenched tightly, "Don't cry, I'll send someone to find Imperial Physician Zhang."
He got up together, and Jiang Qingqing grabbed her hand. Her strength was very light, but it fell into his heart, but it was extremely heavy.
"I... It doesn't hurt anymore, I can bear it." Jiang Qingqing spoke slowly, suppressing the emotion in her eyes, not wanting him to know why she was crying.
Murong Chi was relieved, and sat in front of her bed, "If it hurts, tell me."
Jiang Qingqing nodded and did not let go of his hand. Since returning to Beijing, she has never wanted to stay with him like she is now.
"Qingqing, if I'm not leaving, I'll be here with you. Can you drink the medicine first?"
Jiang Qingqing responded.
Murong cut off the medicine and came over and fed it spoon by spoon. Although the medicine was bitter, Jiang Qingqing's heart was sweet.
After feeding some medicine, she drank some water, and with the help of Murong Chi, she drank some chicken soup before she lay down.
Murong Chi saw that her eyes kept falling on him, her heart softened fiercely, she must be afraid, that's why she did this, "Don't worry, Xiaojing is fine, so am I."
Is he fine
In just a few days, the whole person lost weight, cyan stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The day she disappeared, he must have gone crazy, right
He hadn't slept for several nights, or, how long had he been worried.
It turned out that he had always had her in his heart.
"You're much better, you let Forsythia come in to serve, go to sleep, you look really ugly now." Jiang Qingqing tried to keep her tone relaxed.
He loves himself, why doesn't he love her
Even though she was cold-eyed at him before, but after that, she was very uncomfortable.
When you hurt him, why not hurt yourself
Murong was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled, his appearance was indeed a bit unseemly, but now that she woke up, he was relieved, he dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said softly: "Okay, I'll let Lian Jump in."
Forsythia was called in.
"Miss, the slaves are worried about you, you finally woke up."
"It's just some skin injuries, it's fine." Jiang Qingqing knew her body, and the man in Doupao wanted to kill her, but in the end it was still too late, only slightly injured her.
"Miss, you don't know. The lord knows you're missing, and he's going crazy. The slaves have never seen such a lord before. It seems that the sky is falling."
Yeah
Jiang Qingqing felt distressed for a moment, and the sourness slowly overflowed.
Has he come here like this these few days
"Miss, the servant was also angry with the prince for leaving you, but the servant later learned that the prince and Zhao Ruoxue have nothing to do with the Princess Zhaoyang. As for outsiders saying that the prince is unfeeling, the servant thought so at first, but the servant has always been in the palace, What I saw is how the lord misses Miss, miss, maybe the lord had his own difficulties in the beginning."
After all, if a man really doesn't love a woman anymore, then why should he protect her like a jade
Wang Ye has never been an affectionate person. If he really hates it, I am afraid that he will not want to see him again in this life. How could he be willing to do so much for the young lady
Jiang Qingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she cast a dim light, "My clothes, but you changed them?"
"It was replaced by the lord, and it was also wiped by the lord for the young lady."
Jiang Qingqing's face suddenly turned red. She couldn't imagine Murong Chi taking off her clothes, wiping her body inch by inch, and helping her dress up.
Forsythia didn't mean to be angry when she saw her young lady, but instead she was a little embarrassed, her big eyes flashed, and she said uncertainly: "Miss, do you not hate the prince anymore?"