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When the soldiers who went out to inspect the camp returned to the camp and talked about Xu Bei of his highness all day long, they went straight to the commander-in-chief's tent to see if Li Ying had a good rest and if he needed any help.

When he came to the door of Shuai tent and was about to lift the curtain, he heard Qi Ding's soft voice coming out of the Shuai tent.

"Hiss! My highness, will you please be gentle

This voice with a fierce appeal for mercy in exchange for Li Ying's light hiss.

"Bang, I didn't take care of people. I'm sorry to hurt the general of Qi."

Qi Ding clenched his teeth and raised his eyes to see Li Ying, who was sitting on the bed, pouring medicinal wine on his hands and rubbing his red and swollen forehead. Heart said that the ninth prince must have laid such a heavy hand on purpose! In order to avenge him every time he took off his clothes and put medicine on the ninth prince, he also laughed bitterly.

However, knowing where his mistake was, Qi Ding didn't want to change it. Instead, he thought in his heart that it would be better to humiliate the arrogant ninth prince when he changed the dressing for Li Ying at night!

Who is not the little prince of the family?!

Why did he have to sit on the ground with long legs and put his head to the man because he was given medicine to the wounded who was not able to move?

Outside the tent, Xu Bei's hand, which lifted the curtain, was frozen in the air. When he got the news that Qi Ding was injured accidentally, the military doctor who asked him to come with the plaster quickly ran to the front of the account. He was surprised to see Xu Bei's dull back.

But he didn't have time to talk to Xu Bei, because the messenger said that Qi Ding's forehead was red. He thought there was some wound bleeding.

After all, the general Qi of Jin Gui can't wait.

The military doctor opened the curtain and went in. Xu Bei was stunned for a moment before he reacted and wanted to stop it. However, his outstretched hand only touched the curtain which had fallen down again because of the entrance of the military doctor.

"Your Highness, little general, what's the matter?"

The military doctor half knelt on the ground, opened the medicine box and looked up at Qi Ding's forehead.

Fortunately, it was only red and there was no sign of trauma.

Li Ying wiped his hands covered with medicinal wine with the wet cloth in the warm water in the basin at the head of the bed, and casually replied, "I knocked on the stone table when I dozed off."

Qi Ding looked up and glared at Li Ying, which was a kind of protest without deterrence.

Li Ying has always been very skilful. After cleaning his hands, Li Ying moved to the side, as if to move Qi Ding, who was sitting on the ground, to see a doctor.

Qi Ding also moved his buttocks and sat on it without any hesitation. He beat his two legs which were numb with pressure.

When the military doctor was coming to give the medicine to Qi Ding, Li Ying, leaning on the couch, opened his mouth.

"Wait a minute."

Both the military doctor and Qi Ding went to see Li Ying. Li Ying pointed to the full bottles and jars in the medicine box. He opened his thin lips and slowly spat out a few words.

"If you want to find out if there is any treatment for internal injury to the head, little general Qi can't get rid of swelling by knocking it. He has to find the right medicine from the root."

Isn't this just a roundabout way to say that Qi Ding's brain is sick?!

Qi Ding said: Go - you - uncle!

Military doctor: Neither dares to provoke, so should he look for it?

Or Qi Ding bit his teeth and fought back in the way of "the enemy's one hundred will lose one thousand." I don't think military doctors can have this kind of medicine here. If your highness wants to eat it, you may as well go back to the palace and find the people in the imperial hospital to prepare them

After this sentence was said, Li yingsi was not annoyed at all. The corners of her lips, which had been flattened, were gradually raised. She seemed to be in a good mood.

When Qi Ding was given good medicine by the military doctor, he sat at the end of the bed with his head full of medicinal wine and a black face. After a long time of holding back, Li Ying spoke slowly.

"After returning to the palace, I will discuss with the fourth elder brother whether it is necessary for the imperial hospital to prepare medicine for treating brain diseases for general Qi."

Qi Ding was so angry that he jumped out with his sleeve full of greasy forehead. Just then, the long dishevelled forehead with broken hair shaking along with Qi Ding's feet, expressing his anger.

Li Ying gazed at the hanging curtain and grinned. Suddenly, he reached out to press the wound between his waist and abdomen, and his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a trace of helplessness.

It's really inconvenient to be injured!