The Zijin Dan begged to go back, and Yu Wenhao quickly crushed it and fed it to Yuan Qingling.
This purple golden elixir was indeed effective. Within less than one stick of incense, Yuan Qingling stopped shaking, and the pain slowly faded away.
But she was still so exhausted after the pain that she couldn't even lift her eyelids. She fell into a drowsy sleep for a while. In her dream, she kept seeing sharp arrows flying towards her, which scared her and woke her up.
Yu Wenhao has been standing by her side, his brows never loosening. He has seen the wound with his own eyes. After pulling out the arrow, blood spurted out, and a piece of flesh came out of the barb, which was so deep that it was visible to the bone.
Thinking of this scene, his heart was still beating wildly and he was panicking.
"Why don't you sleep? Does it still hurt?" Seeing Yuan Qingling open her eyes, he quickly leaned down and asked softly.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, stretched out her good hand and gently touched his forehead, "I'm fine, the pain is gone. Don't worry, just do whatever you need to do."
When Yu Wenhao heard her say it didn't hurt, he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do, I'm just watching over you."
Yuan Qingling glanced outside with difficulty, "What time is it?"
Yu Wenhao didn't know either. He looked back at Tang Yang, who quickly said: "It's almost noon."
Yuan Qingling suppressed his hand and tried to struggle, "I have to go to Prince Huai's Mansion."
"No, I'm not going today." He said resolutely. "We'll go after you get better. At most, we can just send him medicine."
Yuan Qing Ling said: "No, today and tomorrow, I still have to inject streptomycin. It's the last two days. From now on, I will just take medicine. I have to go."
"How can you go when you're like this? It doesn't matter if you don't go for two days, right?" Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qingling tried to move his shoulder and found that the pain was only very slight. This Purple Gold Pill was really effective, almost the same as the Purple Gold Decoction.
She looked at him and said softly: "I don't feel any pain now. I have to go while the effect of the Purple Gold Pill is still there. These are two very critical days. If anything goes wrong, King Huai's life will not be saved."
Yu Wenhao shook his head, he couldn't go, the injury was too serious.
Yuan Qing was anxious, "If you don't let me go, I won't feel at ease lying here."
Tang Yang stepped forward and said: "My lord, if the princess must go, it's okay. The princess's injuries are on the shoulder and leg. You can use a shoulder carriage to carry her there, so it won't be bumpy. Once you get the injection, she will be sent back immediately. I want to come, Zijindan
The efficacy of the medicine will last until midnight tonight or twilight hours tomorrow."
By tomorrow, the pain of the wound will gradually subside.
Yuan Qingling put her hand on his wrist, her eyes pure and well-behaved, "I promise to be obedient. I will come back as soon as you ask me to."
Yu Wenhao saw that she cared so much about Lao Liu's illness, what else could he say? Moreover, he was also afraid that if Lao Liu really missed these two days of treatment, his achievements would be in vain, so he ordered Tang Yang to prepare a shoulder bag.
A pale smile appeared at the corner of Yuan Qingling's mouth, her eyes filled with joy, "Thank you for tolerating my willfulness."
Yu Wenhao stroked her hair, his eyes lingering, and he said with lingering fear: "You really scared me this time, you know?"
"Me too!" Yuan Qingling laughed.
"Still laughing!" Yu Wenhao slowly helped her up, "If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me and you can't force yourself."
"I know!" Yuan Qingling sat beside the bed and said, "Wait a minute, I have to take some medicine."
She took out the medicine box from her sleeve pocket, opened it, swallowed two anti-inflammatory pills, and then took out disinfectant and gauze. The medicine box also knew that she had been assassinated, and it contained a lot of anti-inflammatory and trauma medicine.