Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 228: The cunning dragon martingale

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So, this killer was left behind intentionally by the master, just to give himself a chance to get hurt in front of Miss Lu Er, so as to win Miss Lu Er's heart

After understanding the twists and turns, Zhao Qian sincerely admired his master.

Master, this trick is really great!

Miss Lu Er must have been anxious and guilty when she saw that her master was injured because of her. In this way, her master would have the opportunity to contact her openly.

Because Miss Lu Er also knows medical skills.

Zhao Qian really admired his master.

He thought that the master had never coaxed a woman before and didn't know how to win Miss Lu Er's heart. It seemed that his worries were in vain. This trick was used very well.

Zhao Qian was relieved.

He thought that the trap he set up today was in vain, but because of the killer's intrusion, he gave his master a chance.

He would have to thank these killers who suddenly broke in. They were really a big help.

He felt relaxed, and after having the killer's body disposed of, he went to the front yard.

At this time, Lu Liangwei was in the room, treating Long Yang's wounds.

Long Yang was sitting on a chair, and the sleeve on his left hand had been turned up, revealing some hideous wounds.

Lu Liang frowned slightly when he saw it.

Although the wound in front of her was not the most serious she had ever seen, when the wound was on Long Yang, the matter became serious.

Long Yang raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise when he saw her taking out bottles and cans from her purse.

"You still carry these things with you?"

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Yes." Not wanting to say anything, she skillfully put away the medicine bottles and then started to treat Long Yang's wounds.

The wound was cleaned first, then sprinkled with homemade medicinal powder, and then bandaged with gauze.

After doing this, she picked up a bottle from the table, poured a pill out of it, and handed it to Long Yang.

"This medicine has anti-inflammatory effects. Your Majesty, take one quickly."

Long Yang took it, looked at it, and then heard the girl explain: "This medicine is not poisonous. If the emperor is worried, I will take some for you to see."

After that, he wanted to take the pills back from his hand.

Long Yang took her finger and stared at her quietly with his dark eyes, "I'm just curious, and I don't doubt your medicine."

Lu Liangwei's fingertips were suddenly grasped. Just as he was about to move, he let go first.

"water."

"Oh." Lu Liang responded slightly, ignoring the temperature of his fingertips, and quickly went to the table to pour him a glass of warm water.

Long Yang took the water and took the pills.

After Lu Liangwei put the cup back on the table, he warned: "The wound is a bit deep. Your Majesty, you must avoid getting wet in the past few days."

Long Yang nodded and asked, "How do I change the dressing?"

Lu Liang glanced at him slightly and thought to himself, there are so many doctors with superb medical skills in the palace, and any doctor he calls will be replaced.

But when he asked, she had no choice but to ask carefully: "Does the Emperor want to live in the Imperial Manor?"

Long Yang's eyes moved slightly, "Yeah."

"Is there an imperial physician accompanying you?" Lu Liang asked slightly.

"No." Long Yang told the truth. He had no intention of staying in the Imperial Manor, so it was naturally impossible for him to have an imperial doctor accompanying him.

But when she asked, it reminded him.

It’s okay to live in Huangzhuang.

"What about you, originally you wanted to stay at the Lu Family Villa?" he asked.

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "No, I will go back soon, you..."

Thinking that his injuries were all caused by him, he thought for a moment and said, "Since the emperor wants to stay in the imperial mansion, I will come back tomorrow to change the emperor's dressing."

"Would it trouble you too much?" Long Yang's lips curled up slightly.

(End of chapter)