Compared to the superficial injuries that Mo Jingzhan suffered intentionally, those suffered by Shangguan Ling were all internal injuries.
Moreover, the man's hands were very dark, and he only greeted people where others could not see him. So when the doctor came to take his pulse, he was surprised.
Shangguan Ling felt that he provoked the shady guy because his brain was caught in the door.
But, there is no regret medicine in this world.
On the other side, Mo Jingzhan was helped back to the mansion by the guards of the eldest princess's mansion. Li Huang wanted to hire an imperial doctor for him, but he stopped him.
"Your Highness, I have the best gold healing medicine. There is no need to bother the imperial doctor. Your Highness can just ask someone to get me a basin of water to clean it up."
He lay on the bed with a look of pain on his face, stretched out his hand and tugged on Li Huang's wide sleeves, the anticipation in his eyes was almost unspoken.
How could Li Huang not see his little thoughts?
Immediately he sent someone to fetch a basin of water, and then personally took the coat off for him.
Mo Jingzhan held her hand: "Your Highness, I can do it myself."
Li Huang glared at him: "Otherwise, I'd better send someone into the palace to ask for the doctor."
Mo Jingzhan's hand quickly retracted.
Li Huang was speechless.
Although she knew that he was pretending to be pitiful, when she saw the shocking wounds, her eyes couldn't help but shrink.
"Why did it cut so deep?"
Visual inspection showed that the wound was at least half an inch, and it hurt just by looking at it.
"Your Highness, why don't you go out? I can do it myself."
As he spoke, he took the cloth from her hand and prepared to wipe it around the wound, but as soon as he wiped it twice, the cloth fell to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and reached out to pick it up, but Li Huang picked it up first.
She really couldn't stand his aggressive temperament, so she said fiercely: "Just lie down and don't move!"
Mo Jingzhan said "Oh" and lay back obediently.
She stared at him: "Where is your golden medicine?"
Mo Jingzhan pointed to a drawer on the bedside table: "The one with the white porcelain bottle."
There is a wooden box in the drawer, which contains various healing elixirs.
Xiao Yunlan prepared everything for him.
Li Huang lifted up his inner clothes and poured the golden medicine on his wound with quick movements, first stopping the bleeding, and then cleaning up the blood stains for him bit by bit.
She seemed angry, but in fact she was rubbing gently and carefully, for fear of hurting him.
In fact, this hurt is nothing to him.
However, when I heard her ask: "Does it hurt?"
He nodded subconsciously and frowned: "I didn't expect Shangguan Ling, a civil servant, to be so skilled."
Li Huang's heart was filled with intense pain at this moment. How could he notice that he was taking the opportunity to give Shangguan Ling eye drops?
So, while wrapping his wound with gauze, she said angrily: "The ancestors of the Shangguan family were military generals. Even if the descendants of later generations have abandoned martial arts and followed literature, how can they really only read the books of sages?"
"Besides, you have won the first prize, aren't you not inferior to those generals at all?"
This is more than just not losing. This Manchu civil and military force, at his age, is already considered the best.
Mo Jingzhan groaned, which made Li Huang's movements become a little gentler.
"Your Highness, I still have an injury on my shoulder."
Li Huang glared at him again: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
With that said, Li Huang directly tore the fabric on his shoulders, and saw the bloody hole at a glance, and his heart suddenly ached again.
"Where else have you been hurt? It's best to explain it to me once and for all."
That damn Shangguan Ling was so cruel.
Could it be that he really thought that if Mo Jingzhan was crippled by him, she would really marry him?
The more Li Huang thought about it, the angrier he became, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
Mo Jingzhan looked at the face so close, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he couldn't help but hum.
Li Huang's hands shook and he asked distressedly: "Does it hurt? Then I'll be gentler."
As she spoke, she blew on his wound.
The warm wind blew on the wound, causing waves of numbness. Mo Jingzhan's heart felt as if honey had been poured into it, so sweet that it bubbled.
It seems that the injury suffered today was not in vain.
However, as soon as he had this thought, he caught a glimpse of the bright red at the end of Li Huang's eyes, and he immediately panicked.
"Your Highness, this minor injury will heal in three to five days. There is no need to worry."
Li Huang turned away, turned around with the wooden box in his arms, and put it back in its original position.
She snorted harshly: "I am not worried about you. If you are really disabled, I will choose another husband to marry."
With that said, she raised her feet and started to leave.
Mo Jingzhan didn't care about the injuries on his body, and quickly jumped out of bed and grabbed her wrist.
At this moment, he felt a little regretful, regretting that he seemed to have played a little too hard.
"Your Highness, it's my fault. I underestimated the enemy, so I gave the other party a chance to succeed. I..."
However, before he finished speaking, a trace of Yin Hong on the bandage stung Li Huang's eyes.
She pushed him back to the bed angrily: "The wound has opened again. Do you deliberately want to enslave me?"
With that said, it was time to change his bandage again.
Although her face was angry, the movements of her hands were very gentle, and Mo Jingzhan's heart suddenly softened.
"Your Highness, don't be angry, I will pay attention next time."
Li Huang ignored him, and he tugged on her sleeve, tugging again and again, trying not to make it too obvious that she was being coquettish.
"Your Highness, there is another reason why I agreed to Shangguan Ling's challenge today, and that is to confirm whether he is the person in your dream."
Li Huang suddenly raised his face and asked eagerly: "What result did you get from your test?"
Although, judging from his body shape, Shangguan Ling cannot be that person.
But what if the feeling in her dream was wrong?
When Mo Jingzhan saw that she was finally willing to pay attention to him, he reached out and picked up a piece of her hair and twisted it between his fingers.
After a long while, he uttered two words: "No."
Li Huang felt bored. He stood up and wanted to ask someone to come in and clean up the things in the room, but his sleeve was grabbed by his bony hand again.
The veins on her forehead twitched twice, and finally she sighed: "What on earth do you want?"
Don't think that she doesn't know. Don't you do all these little tricks just to make her feel distressed?
Mo Jingzhan looked at her pitifully: "Your Highness, have you forgotten the ghost-faced man who robbed and killed you before?"
Li Huang's heart was suddenly lifted by his words again.
"You mean, Shangguan Ling's behavior is similar to that of the ghost-faced man?"
Mo Jingzhan shook his head: "I'm sure that person is not Shangguan Ling, but their martial arts skills are definitely from the same school. Moreover, the doctor who has been treating Gu Chenzhou's injuries is the younger brother of a concubine of the Fang family, but something happened to the Fang family
After that, that person disappeared."
In other words, the person ran away.
And the concubine died long before the sentence was handed down.