She was so delicate, and her hands were so thin, but it was she who, after a whole night, treated all the patients here.

It’s not that he thinks highly of her.

Today, Mr. Liu has only heard a few things about this disease, and the prescriptions for treating people and saving lives are not perfect.

If one person gets sick, Mr. Liu may be able to find a cure after a day or two of research.

Now, it is time for a group of people to break out, and the time for treatment and death is only one night.

Even if Mr. Liu is here, he can't do anything for a while.

Unexpectedly, she seems to have experienced this kind of treatment countless times. When faced with the outbreak of the epidemic, she is neither impatient nor impatient, and works vigorously and meticulously.

No matter what happens to her, it seems that she can solve it easily.

She was so mature and experienced in doing things, which made him feel even more distressed.

What kind of training did she go through to become what she is today?

He took a hot handkerchief, held her hand in one hand, and started wiping her fingers with the handkerchief in the other hand.

His movements are particularly gentle.

He is also very attentive.

Each finger is separated, even the sweat stains in the skin folds between the fingers are not missed.

Xia Qianqian's face felt hot unknowingly.

She has a carefree personality

She has been practicing medicine since she was a child, and she didn't have much awareness of the difference between men and women, and she never really understood the relationship between men and women. Therefore, in her previous life, she lived to be twenty-eight and was still single.

Now...

She was like a girl who was in love for the first time, her heart was beating like a deer, her cheeks were getting hot, she couldn't help but shrink her hands, and smiled awkwardly, "I just washed it."

She is a medical saint. After the six-step hand washing method, her hands are already very clean.

"It's too cold." He held her hand without letting go, and continued: "Wipe it with a hot handkerchief, it won't be cold."

Cool?

Xia Qianqian suppressed a smile for a moment: "Squid, it's June now, where can it be cold?"

The movements of his hands stagnated, and then he started again, "I feel cold to the touch."

What?

Xia Qianqian thought there was something wrong with her ears.

Men have strong blood and naturally have a higher body surface temperature than women.

Therefore, he held her hand and never let go.

Such behavior can be considered to be that he found an unfounded reason to take advantage of her.

What a pity,

She has no evidence.

Both hands were quickly wiped clean.

He stood up and handed the veil to Geng Zhong behind him.

Geng Zhong looked at the exhaustion of the two of them and couldn't bear to say: "Your Highness, you haven't slept all night, or you and Miss Xia can go to the carriage and sleep for a while."

She sleeps with him?

His subordinates also let him take advantage of her in terms of words?

Xia Qianqian's body was so limp that she leaned against the willow trunk, rolling her eyes at the river, "I'm not tired."

There is another thing that tugs at her heart.

One night, she was busy treating patients and had no time to think about it. As soon as she had some free time, that matter suddenly came to her mind.

"How's the situation with Qiao Zhan?" she asked.

He sat next to her, followed her gaze, and looked at the rising sun, "It stands to reason that there should be news."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

There were sounds of horse hooves in the distance, but before the horse could stop, Qiao Zhan jumped off the horse, walked over quickly, raised his hands in salute, and announced: "Your Highness, we have found the place."

"How?" He stood up suddenly.

"In the area planned by His Highness, we found a courtyard, broke into it, and captured a total of 200 barbarian people, 500 black-lined mice, and 200 bottles of unknown glazed lamps..."<

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Qiao Zhan wanted to continue his report, but Ji Zimo interrupted him sharply, "Tell me the key points."

Qiao Zhan was stunned, looked at Xia Qianqian on one side, and suddenly realized, "We found Xia Chi, but..."

His tone dropped, and Xia Qianqian's heart suddenly clenched.

"Speak quickly!" she urged.

"He was seriously injured. He has been brought here in the carriage behind him."

While they were talking, a green tent carriage came speeding from behind the motorcade and stopped in front of a few people. The next second, the curtain of the carriage opened, revealing a lonely figure.

He covered his chest with one hand and leaned weakly on the wall of the carriage. When he raised his eyes, his gray hair and sickly old face made it impossible to compare the person in front of him with the ethereal young man who was banished to immortality.

"Qianqian." He called her.

A simple name, like a magical hand, plucked Xia Qianqian's heartstrings.

The veil that had been covering her memory was easily lifted by these hands, and in an instant, the past flashed through her mind like a movie.

Once, he took her walking among the fields and hills, picking herbs.

Once, he taught her how to read and write by candlelight.

Once, he taught her martial arts skills, but he repeatedly asked her to keep her talents secret and conceal her edge.

While this man was Xia Qianqian's lifesaver, all the disasters she had encountered were also caused by him.

"You're back." She responded calmly.

There was no hugging and crying, no sharing of heart-to-hearts.

There was no touching scene between the two of father and daughter reunited after a long separation.

When you ask and she answers, it’s as if the loss in the past three years has never happened.

Xia Chi's heart ached violently, and the wound on his heart became even more painful.

He frowned and leaned on a low stool nearby, looking half-dead.

"Where is the injury?"

She stepped forward and asked, "Give me your hand."

She changed the heart of the original owner and had no love or hatred for Xia Chi, but he was the person that her mother and Yuan Bao longed for.

She jumped to the shaft of the car, took his hand forcefully, her fingers fell on his pulse, and her beautiful eyebrows suddenly knitted together.

"What did Feng Wei do to you?" After checking her pulse, she was shaking with anger.

He smiled miserably, and a wisp of blood slowly came down from the corner of his mouth, "Fan Shan is gone, Feng Wei is dead. I have avenged my master. I... in this life..."

"Shit!" Xia Qianqian took the handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in a panic, "Is it the only master in your life?"

"My mother? Where is Yuanbao? They are your wife and children, what do they count?"

The blood in his mouth poured out like a flood from a flood gate.

As if...as if all the blood in his body was being drained.

Mr. Liu has been practicing medicine for many years and has never seen such a scene. He was so anxious that he stamped his feet on the spot and said, "The blood in the abdomen is collapsing. The medicine for the sore is quick, so let him take it quickly."

He took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and stuffed it directly into Xia Chi's mouth.

Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand to block his movement.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Mr. Liu's eyes widened with confusion.

The person in front of her is her father.

No matter how many mistakes she made in the past, she actually stopped him from saving his life at the critical moment of life and death.

"It's useless!"

Xia Qianqian shook her head and said: "How could he swallow the pills with blood gushing from his mouth?"

"What should I do?" You can't just remain indifferent and just ignore it, right?

Mr. Liu stared at Xia Qianqian.

No matter what kind of desperate situation she faces, she is always like a beam of light, always able to penetrate the clouds and see the sun, giving people endless hope.

She can save Cao Ran, whose life hangs in the middle of his chest.

Now, she can definitely save Xia Chi who vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
Chapter completed!