The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 390 The sun is quite stupid
Shen Qinghuan seemed to notice the stern look, but when he looked closely, there was only a smiling face.

Also, how could Lu Qiu, an imperial physician, look so serious?What's more, he had nothing to do with her or Xiao Yunting, so why did he have such a strange expression? He must have just heard him talking about her in a strange way, and the lights in the tent were dim, which led to the illusion.

After all, Ziyan had mentioned countless times in the past few days about his future life after leaving Prince Ting's Mansion, and he probably felt that he was decisive, but he continued to follow Xiao Yunting without any future, so he taunted him, thinking that he had no future.

In fact, how did he know that his insistence on treating Xiao Yunting was not because he was worried about Xiao Yunting, but because he was worried that Xiao Yunting would go crazy again.They are even more worried that the garrison camp will have a lot of trouble tonight, adding two dead souls.

"If you have time to worry about these meaningless things, why not take a good look at your patient? What are you bandaging?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

unimportant things...

Lu Qiu raised her eyebrows unconsciously, then lowered her head following Shen Qinghuan's eyebrows, and saw that she had wrapped the patient's injured arm too thickly, as if she had tied a white flour pancake to the arm: "Why, I'll bandage it." Is it bad? I think it looks pretty good."

Shen Qinghuan gave him a roll of his eyes, and then loosened the bandage a little: "Mr. Lu, I think you are quite talented in using medicine and poison, but your hands-on ability... is really average."

When she taught Lu Qiu the Golden Needle technique before, he didn't talk much, but he was still very serious about his studies, but his talent could only be considered average.Nowadays, my ability to bandage... is really not that good. It seems that I can only be a physician in this life.

After saying that, she lowered her head and glanced at the man she was bandaging: "Move your joints a little and see if you can move freely. Remember to be careful and don't use too much force to avoid tearing the wound."

The man was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Looking into Shen Qinghuan's eyes, his cheeks suddenly turned red. Following Shen Qinghuan's words, he moved his arm and whispered: "Okay, thank you, Princess Ting."

Shen Qinghuan smiled slightly and explained carefully: "No water or strenuous exercise these days, do you hear me?"

The young man nodded sharply: "Yes, Sister Ting, Princess Ting, Xiaomu remembers it. Sister, your eyes are so dark. It's because you haven't slept recently, okay? Why don't I help my sister take care of the patients?"

When Shen Qinghuan heard the young man's words, a smile flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, in addition to researching drugs to treat the epidemic these days, she was also thinking about how to deal with Zhou Bi, which could spread quickly and prepare the antidote in advance, which took her a lot of time.

Now, it can be considered a complete success.

After Zhou Bi was solved, the epidemic was under control.And the cute boy in front of him has been spared from the suffering of epidemics and wars. Even if it is not forever, at least he is still alive and kicking for this second: "Well, Xiaomu is the most obedient, but Xiaomu's hand is injured and cannot be taken. Heavy objects, so... Xiaomu takes care of himself and is helping his sister, okay?"

"Okay.": The young man was a little disappointed when he heard that he couldn't help, but he still chose to listen to Shen Qinghuan. He sat on the straw mat that Wu Yue had built when he was young, and said with a flushed face: "Sister... you are like a born sun. , beautiful and dazzling, His Royal Highness Ting Wang is really the happiest man in Dongling. If it doesn’t work now, then when I get better, can I help my sister take care of the patients?"

Shen Qinghuan likes the first half of the sentence, because in her opinion, the sun is a good metaphor, because the sun is both warm and energetic, but the second half of the sentence...

"What if you just call me sister from now on, and when you get better, I'll ask you to help me?"

The boy's eyes were full of joy: "Really? Sister, sister, sister!"

He shouted three times, as if he was afraid that Shen Qinghuan would regret it.

Shen Qinghuan looked at that delicate and tender face and smiled: "Sister, I will never break my promise, but now I have to go treat other people."

Xiaomu nodded quickly and lay down obediently.

Shen Qinghuan turned around and went to check the injuries of others.

Lu Qiu had been looking at Shen Qinghuan from the side without saying a word, but his eyes followed him involuntarily.

sun……

Thinking of that day on the carriage, she carefully wrote down the acupuncture method.Thinking of her in the military camp, working tirelessly to treat these people.Thinking of that day, she stood in the sunshine and helped Wu Yue make suggestions.She even remembered that day when she said that she wanted to help the soldiers garrisoned in Xuzhou City and would not use anyone's life as a means of retaliating against Xiao Yunting...

Huh, the sun?At best, it's just a candle, burning itself, which is quite stupid.

Thinking of this, he looked away.

At this time, a sergeant not far away shouted anxiously: "Princess Ting, Princess Ting, look at it quickly. Look, he passed by suddenly. I called him, but he didn't feel anything at all!"

(End of this chapter)