Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator

Chapter 200: Take care of He Sanlang (1)

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Although Mo Chenggui was unhappy at being nagged by the old doctor, he also understood that He Changdi's injury was saved.

He hastily bowed his head to apologize.

Chu Lian pressed his forehead wearily, and winked at Guanshi Qin, who hurriedly helped the old doctor to the side hall for tea and snacks.

There is nothing to say about the old doctor's medical skills, but he is old and likes to chatter when he is fine.

Chu Lian still has something to ask Mo Chenggui, but he can't let him go on like this.

The old doctor was invited away, and Chu Lian asked Mo Chenggui to go to the study to talk.

He Sanlang was seriously injured. Although the injury had stabilized, it was not suitable for people to move. The camp of the Northern Frontier Army could not go back for the time being, so he had to send guards to inform him.

At this time, He Changdi had been moved to the wing room in the main room, and Chu Lian was feeding him medicine with a thin-mouth pot. After feeding the medicine, he reached out to touch his forehead, and Chu Lian breathed a sigh of relief. After drinking three bowls of decoction, He Sanlang's high fever finally subsided.

Putting the special thin-mouth pot on the small table beside her, Chu Lian's eyes fell on the long box of the small table. She sat on the embroidered pier beside the bed, reached for the long box, opened it carefully, and saw the red color inside. On the velvet lay two layers of snow-white flowers that are only the size of a thumb. The shape is a bit like a cherry blossom, but the flower shape is obviously more beautiful than the cherry blossom.

According to Dr. Miao, the snow-mountain haze flower was originally a magnificent red color when it bloomed on the flower branch. As long as it is picked when it is in full bloom, it will gradually turn snow-white two days later, which is very miraculous.

He Changdi took people to climb Mount Aming. He was already exhausted on the way up, but was suddenly attacked while picking flowers.

The other party had obviously been in ambush for a long time. Most of the attackers were Tuhun people, and some of them were from the Dawu Dynasty who covered their faces. They probably were trained killers.

Although all the people under He Changdi's side were elites, after all, their physical exertion was too severe, and they were on the top of a snow-capped mountain. After fighting together for a long time, they lost the upper hand.

That group of people attacked fiercely, and they were not afraid of death. In the end, there were only three or four people left on He Changdi's side.

No matter how powerful He Sanlang is, he can't defeat a hundred with one, and soon they will all have to run away.

Later, He Changdi was stabbed in the thigh because he resisted the Tuhun people who were assassinated. He handed the snow mountain and haze flowers to Mo Chenggui to take back, and he came to cut off the queen.

Mo Chenggui couldn't help it, so he had to run away first with the snowy mountains and flowers.

The group of people seemed to be aiming at He Changdi, and Mo Chenggui escaped without anyone chasing him.

After getting rid of the group of people, Mo Chenggui searched for his third young master after half a day, and finally found him in a snowdrift.

I don't know how He Changdi managed to escape by burying himself in the thick snow, surrounded by two dead Tuhun corpses.

When Mo Chenggui saw He Sanlang, who was covered in blood, his old eyes couldn't help but filled with tears.

Later, Mo Chenggui and two other veterans carried He Changdi all the way back.

Chu Lian closed the lid of the wooden box and carefully put the two medicines away. Her clear apricot eyes shone slightly, and her small face was full of seriousness rather than a smile.

He Changdi was actually assassinated on Mount Aming!

It was a group of foolish people who made the move!

When they came to the northern border this time, they knew that there were very few people who were looking for snowy mountains and misty flowers, and everyone who knew the truth was a confidant. Even Tang Yan, who was sent by King Jin, didn't know about it.

The only ones in the army who knew the truth were Guo Xiaowei, Zhang Mai, and Xiao Hongyu.

General Qian only said it in private when He Changdi left.

None of these people had any motive to attack, but those Tuhun people had already laid an ambush near the blooming snow-capped mist flowers, obviously they came prepared.

Thinking of the people who kidnapped her, Chu Lian's usually clear eyes were full of danger.

Xiao Bojian!

As far as she knew, he was the only person who would use such despicable means to achieve his goal without principle!

Then how did he know that He Sanlang was going to A Ming Mountain to pick snow mountain haze

Since no one in the northern border will reveal this news, only people from Shengjing City will be the only ones!

Thinking about it this way, the scope becomes very small, it's nothing more than those people in Jing'anbo Mansion.

Chu Lian was thinking deeply, Wen Lan came in with clean clothes in her hands, she whispered in Chu Lian's ear, Chu Lian came back to his senses, and turned to look at her.

"Third Mistress, Laiyue has already brought people to the barracks to inform. These are the clean clothes of the Third Young Master. Do you want to change them now?"

Chu Lian nodded, and handed the wooden box containing the snowy mountains and hazy flowers to Wenlan, asking her to take it away and put it away.

"Put your clothes down, go fetch some hot water."

There was a warm wall in the wing room, but it didn't make people feel cold at all. Chu Lian took a pair of scissors to the bed and lifted the quilt covering He Changdi.

Previously, he only dealt with his badly injured thigh, and did not change his stained and blood-stained clothes. The old doctor left a lot of trauma medicine for Chu Lian to apply on some small wounds.

The clothes on He Sanlang's body were scratched, so he didn't need to take them off, it would be more convenient to simply cut them off and throw them away.

The movements of Chu Lian's hands were quick, and the outer robe on He Sanlang's body was quickly cut off. When the dark green middle coat came into view, Chu Lian was slightly taken aback.

The Chinese character pattern on the hem of the jacket is crooked, like a caterpillar. Isn't this the one that Li Yue practiced

He Changdi was actually still wearing it. Looking at the hem of the middle coat, one could deduce that he must have worn it often...

He wouldn't think that she made this dress, and he's only been wearing it for so long, right

Chu Lian raised his forehead, thinking of He Changdi's snake-like temper, he suddenly didn't dare to tell him the truth about this trivial matter.

So, she just didn't do anything else and ruined the dress.

Therefore, He Changdi's middle coat with the highest upper body rate and poor embroidery skills was finally cut off by the angry Chu Lian...

Although He Changdi looks like a tall and thin man, he is actually thin and strong when he takes off his clothes. His muscles are not protruding, but it makes people feel that his muscles are full of explosive power. Undressed fleshy figure.

Even though the skin from the chest to the waist was covered with tiny wounds, Chu Lian's face still became hot unconsciously just looking at it.

She muttered in a low voice, "This He Sanlang is also in great shape."

The abdomen is an eight-pack abs that are not exaggerated, because his lying posture at this time does not make people feel obvious, and the waist and abdomen extend downwards are two attractive mermaid lines...

Even if Chu Lian just treated He Changdi as a patient at this time, he couldn't help but blush.

She quickened the speed of her hand, quickly stripped He Sanlang completely, and covered his slender and powerful body with a quilt in a panic.

At this time, Wen Lan also came in with hot water.

"Third Mistress, the hot water is here, and the plaster is on the table. The servant has something else to do, so let's go out and get busy first. If the Third Mistress has any orders, call the servant."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Lan quickly disappeared into the wing room. Chu Lian, who was standing aside, was stunned by her speed.

After Wenlan left, she thoughtfully closed the door for He Changdi and the young couple Chu Lian, shrank her neck, and smiled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, it happens that the third young master and the third grandma can get along more.

Even if she is a maid, these days she can see that the third young master, husband and wife have some problems.

And after so many days, it's not that the third young master has no chance to stay overnight, and the two of them have never spent the night together.

She looked coldly, and the young couple were not heartless. When they heard that the third grandma was taken away by the gangsters, and seeing the third young master's look of wanting to kill people to relieve their hatred, she and her sister Wenqing were frightened at the time.

Although the third grandma is young, she doesn't seem to be interested in anything other than food on weekdays. Even in making money, she doesn't care too much. But once she encountered something about the third young master, she couldn't help worrying, her emotions were written on her face, and she made suggestions in person. Doesn't this explain anything

Since the two of them have each other in their hearts, it's just a matter of time. The two are the closest husband and wife. If they get along well, they might be able to have a baby next year!

Up to now, there is no young master in Uncle Jing'an's mansion. If the third grandma made this contribution, wouldn't the old matriarch be more happy with the house of the third young master

Therefore, Wenlan deliberately created opportunities for the young couple to be together.

Chu Lian blushed, and asked Lan how she couldn't see that little thought.

She didn't care either, the most urgent thing now is to let He Changdi recover from his injury.

Glancing at the basin of hot water placed on the table, Chu Lian resigned to his fate to get a cloth towel and soak it for He Sanlang to wipe the stains on his body, and then carefully applied medicine to the wound on his body.

In the evening, the old doctor came to see it again.

At this time, although He Sanlang was still asleep, the high fever on his body had completely receded.

The old doctor told Chu Lian, "Madam, as long as the injured person doesn't have a high fever tonight, the injury will be considered to have stabilized after tomorrow, and all he needs to do is rest in peace."

Chu Lian thanked the old doctor and asked Guanshi Qin to send the doctor back in person.

After dinner, Chu Lian stayed by He Sanlang's bedside. Qin Guanshi, Li Xing and Li Yue saw Chu Lian's hard work, and wanted to go up to replace Chu Lian, but they were stopped by Wen Qing and Wen Lan.

"If you want anything more, it is enough for the third young master and the third grandma to take care of you. Don't worry, my sister and I will be on duty outside tonight. We will notify you as soon as there is any movement."

After Wen Lan made such a promise, the group of people agreed and went back to sleep.

Chu Lian asked Wenlan to move a long couch and put it next to He Changdi's bed. The wing room was very warm, so there was no need to cover her with a quilt, just a thin quilt to cover her body.

Chu Lian took a script book and leaned on the couch to read it, touching He Changdi's forehead and palms from time to time to see if he had a fever.

It's just that Chu Lian was used to going to bed early on weekdays, but suddenly she was already yawning before midnight.

She ate some sour preserved fruit to refresh herself, but even so, she only managed to stay up until the middle of the night, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep lying sideways on the long couch.

Wenqing, who was guarding the outside room, heard that there was no movement inside, came in lightly, covered Chu Lian with a thin quilt, checked He Changdi's forehead, and then retreated quietly.

At the darkest hour before dawn, the sleepy He Sanlang finally opened his eyes with difficulty.

When he just opened his eyes, his vision was a little blurry, but there was a small face that he wanted to see the most at this time.

(Ah, oh, Amway, everyone went to see Operation Mekong, it was so handsome, A Lan thought our Saburo was like a handsome and tough guy like Fang Xinwu!)