The most greedy time-travel in history: the history of a fortune-loving little woman

Chapter 183 Unexpected ([-])

Qi Zihan, please don't worry, I'm here waiting for you, I'm here, you open your eyes, as long as you open your eyes, you can see me the first time.

Tang Shanshan's eyes were fixed on the door of the tent. Every time the curtain of the tent moved, Tang Shanshan's heart skipped a beat. She hoped it was a doctor, but she was afraid it was a doctor.

The steaming clear water in the wooden basin was brought in, and it soon turned into bloody water when it was brought out.

Tang Shanshan's throat seemed to be pinched, and the feeling of suffocation filled her heart.

Shocked and frightened like this, Tang Shanshan's heartbeat was like a drum being beaten vigorously, "Boom, boom..." It beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of her chest.

The noise from the surroundings lingered in Tang Shanshan's ears, and then flew away, not entering Tang Shanshan's mind at all.

Her body and her heart are all focused on one person now.

A short period of time seems as long as a century, which makes people anxious and more disturbed.

Tang Shanshan clenched her hands unconsciously, her palms soaked in sweat.

The curtain moved, and the doctor finally came out.

Tang Shanshan opened her mouth and moved her lips, but she didn't have the courage to ask.

Fear gripped the mind.

I'm really afraid of hearing bad news... If Qi Zihan's injury... Thinking of the dress soaked in bright red blood, Tang Shanshan was inexplicably afraid.

"How?" Zhuotu asked first.

Zhuotu was also very worried, although the emperor's envoy's injury had nothing to do with him and the grassland, it was purely because of the envoy's own carelessness, but Zhuotu still didn't want the envoy and his party to suffer any damage in the grassland. It is the best policy to play with them and send them away smoothly.

I didn't expect such a trick to come out.

Hearing Zhuotu's question, the doctor performed a prairie etiquette and said, "Reporting to King Khan, that lord was only hit on the head, so he was unconscious for a while, and it's not a serious problem. As for the wound on the side of his waist, it's okay. It’s nothing serious, it’s already bandaged, as long as you insist on changing the dressing every day, and don’t get wet, it will be fine in a few days.”

Hearing the doctor's carpet, the heavy stone that Tang Shanshan was pressing tightly on her chest finally fell to the ground, and her tense mood relaxed, Tang Shanshan felt her eyes darken, her legs softened, and she fell to the ground. It's good, he's fine.

"Shanshan?" Zhuotu lowered his head, held Tang Shanshan's hand, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine." Tang Shanshan replied, then stood up with Zhuotu's support and walked into the tent.

There was a woman in Han costume in the room, when Tang Shanshan faced her, she was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)