Chapter 130 Let It Be Postponed
"Ma'am, the imperial physician is here."

Doctor Chen came in and saluted Xiao Yi and Mrs. Xiao, and was dragged by Xiao Yi to Lin Xiaoran's bedside.

The imperial doctor is already seventy years old, how can he stand such dragging.

There were already two tremors at the edge of the bed.

After half a cup of tea, the imperial physician put away his pulse pillow.

"Returning to Madam and Young Master, this girl's pulse is strong and strong. The wounds on her body look horrifying. They are all skin wounds. They are not serious, but the wounds on her fingers are a bit serious. This needs to be fixed with a splint and she needs to rest for several months. That's it."

"How many months?" Lin Xiaoran blurted out.

Realizing that her voice did not sound like a weak person, Lin Xiaoran quickly fell back on the bed.

"Xiao Ran, why are you worried?"

Lin Xiaoran said in a weak tone again: "Returning to Madam, Xiaoran promised my father that at the Huachao Festival in half a month's time, she would win the top spot at that time and save him some face. Right now, this finger, this... "

As she spoke, Lin Xiaoran actually started crying.

The tears fell down from the bottom of her heart, she was really sad.

I have spent a lot of points today because of the two cards. I could still earn a fortune with the Huachao Festival, but after recuperating for several months, the flowers are all gone. Why do I still participate in the Huachao Festival?

Mrs. Xiao didn't know the relationship between Lin Xiaoran and her father at home, watching her cry, she couldn't help feeling distressed.

"I think it's a big deal."

"Doctor Chen."

"Please speak, madam."

"How soon can Xiaoran's fingers be as good as before?"

Doctor Chen stroked his gray beard, "As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones..."

"Just tell me how long!"

Xiao Yi didn't want to listen to Chen Taiyi explaining medical principles to him, so he urged.

"With the best medicine, it will take more than a month at the earliest."

"Xiao Ran, don't worry, the Flower Dynasty Festival will be held for more than two months. I will go to the palace in the afternoon to find the eldest princess, and let her postpone it."

Hearing Mrs. Xiao's words, Lin Xiaoran looked at her gratefully, holding her mouth shut, and nodded her head choked with sobs.

"Thank... Mrs. Xie!"

Lin Xiaoran's current state is really pitiful, and the state just now was really pitiful. The distressed Mrs. Xiao stepped forward and touched her forehead.

"Poor child, take the medicine and take a good rest. Tell Cui Rui if you have anything to ask her to find Rong Zhi."

Lin Xiaoran, who hadn't felt a mother's love for a long time, was really moved at this moment.

Subconsciously, she wanted to stand up and salute Madam Xiao, but Madam Xiao pinned her down on the bed.

"You are injured, rest first, and I won't disturb your rest."

"Thank you ma'am, when Xiao Ran recovers, I'll definitely try my best to make you some new gadgets."

"Okay, okay! Let's talk after you get well."

The two of you come and go, like a loving mother and daughter.

Xiao Yi, who was standing by the side, saw it and was actually a little upset.

He was rescued by himself, and now this fool is thanking his mother wholeheartedly.

Xiao Yi snorted coldly twice.

Knowing a son is like a mother, Mrs. Xiao knows what her son means.

So he smiled and said goodbye to Lin Xiaoran and left the room.

All the people in the room went out like this.

Xiao Yi took the cream prepared by Mrs. Xiao and sat down beside the bed.

"What the hell is going on today?"

Although Xiao Yi's cold voice was still there, Lin Xiaoran still felt a little different when listening to it today.

Lin Xiaoran added oil and vinegar to act coquettishly, describing how miserable she was.

Xiao Yi's expression became more and more serious, until the box of gelatin in his hand was deformed by him.

"Young Master?"

Although Lin Xiaoran didn't feel any pain, her fingers hurt her muscles and she couldn't move freely.

"Young Master?"

Lin Xiaoran simply pushed Xiao Yi's shoulder with her own.

"Ah."

Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

"I'll come as soon as I go, let Cui Rui and Nan Zhu help you heal your wounds."

"it is good."

Putting the deformed box in his hand on the low table beside him, Xiao Yi thoughtfully helped Lin Xiaoran tuck the corner of the quilt and walked out the door.

"Little Lord!"

"Ok?"

Lin Xiaoran pursed her lips, pressed her lips against the quilt and whispered, "That snake didn't hurt me."

"Ah."

Xiao Yi stared at Lin Xiaoran for a while, then turned and walked out of the room.

Lin Xiaoran was the only one left in the room, and she finally relaxed.

It was only at this moment that she realized that she was actually sleeping in Xiao Yi's room, on Xiao Yi's bed, covered with the quilt he just put on last night.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoran hastily pushed aside the quilt that was touching her lips.

Why does it always feel weird.

Lin Xiaoran, who had never been so close to a man before, realized that she could smell Xiao Yi's whole body.

Especially the quilt covering her body smelled of sandalwood on Xiao Yi's body.

She blushed unconsciously, a little shy and wanted to get under the covers.

But the closer he was to the quilt, the more embarrassed he became.

Finally, he simply sat up and leaned against the corner of the bed.

The men's and women's boudoirs are really very different.

My own quilt cover is lotus root pink silk and satin, and on it are wintersweet flowers that Nan Zhu personally showed.

And Xiao Yi's back is yellowish brown, with no patterns on it, maybe this person doesn't like bright colors, and the whole room is lifeless.

How can you be comfortable sleeping in this kind of room.

"Miss?"

Nanzhu held the water basin, opened the door and walked in.

Originally it was a normal expression, but when he saw Lin Xiaoran's appearance, he pursed his lips.

"Miss!"

Miss, with a crying voice, tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

"Ouch! Okay, okay! I'm fine, don't cry."

Although Lin Xiaoran looked miserable at this moment, not only did she not feel any pain, but also because she ate chalcedony ganoderma, her body was now light, and she felt that she could take off from the spot immediately.

"Miss, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have looked at that chicken soup, or else..."

"Otherwise, it would be me and you who were taken away. I'm fine on my own. If I take you with me, I'll take care of you. Maybe it will be worse than now. Don't blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you."

Having said that, Nanzhu is a servant, and she couldn't help but blame herself for her master's suffering.

Nan Zhu remained silent, and took two quick steps to put the basin beside the bed.

Gently rolled up Lin Xiaoran's sleeves, cupped her hands and blew.

"I heard from Lu Li that this Imperial Physician Chen is not an ordinary person. He can even heal the scars of the imperial concubine's cuts. The last time the little prince fell ill, the entire imperial hospital couldn't help it. Miss, don't be afraid."

"Okay, this injury looks scary, but it doesn't hurt that much."

Nanzhu carefully wiped the wound on Lin Xiaoran's body, feeling that she was really useless.

The young lady was hurt, and she had to comfort herself in turn.

(End of this chapter)

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