425. Chapter 423 Help you change your medicine before leaving
, "Your Highness's acting skills are really good. I was shocked just now."
Pei Donglang returned to his usual expressionless state and did not speak.
"By the way, the emperor asked me to bring an imperial doctor out to diagnose and treat you, Your Highness. I can't shirk this. What should I do? If he came in, wouldn't he see through it at a glance?"
"Let him in." Pei Donglang briefly replied to Su Zhiyu.
Su Zhiyu saw that he spoke simply and thought he was confident. He asked Chu Feige to invite the doctor in. After the old doctor saluted, he stepped forward to check the injury. Su Zhiyu quickly stepped forward to help lift the quilt.
The moment Pei Donglang's leg was exposed, Su Zhiyu took a breath of cold air. The leg was indeed wrapped with a layer of gauze, but blood still seeped out. If this was fake, it would be too realistic!
Until this time, Su Zhiyu thought that Pei Donglang was pretending to break his leg. But when the imperial doctor peeled off the gauze layer by layer and saw the swollen leg, Su Zhiyu realized that he had really fallen off the horse.
His reluctance to speak just now was not due to his personality, but because he had to endure the pain. Su Zhiyu felt so distressed that she wished she could bear the pain on his behalf.
The imperial doctor took a closer look at Pei Donglang's leg, shook his head and said, "His Highness was seriously injured this time. I'm afraid he needs to rest for a long time. Weichen will prescribe some medicine for bone repair for His Highness first. What will happen to his legs in the future depends on His Highness."
Good fortune."
Su Zhiyu's heart sank. The doctor even said the word "good luck", indicating that the injury was really serious. After the doctor left, Su Zhiyu's eyes immediately turned red and said, "Your Highness, why are you so stupid that you actually hurt yourself? I should have known it."
In this way, I had to pretend to be sick in the first place."
"You can't pretend to be sick. My father and brother are very suspicious." Pei Donglang paused and frowned slightly. Su Zhiyu knew that he must be in extreme pain, otherwise he would not show any expression. When she met him on the battlefield,
I have never seen him snort when he was talking.
"Now that you have left the palace, let's start investigating Ling Zhenfei's case."
"It's too conspicuous to investigate the case during the day. Now I'm going to stay here and help you change your medicine before leaving."
The smell of soothing incense rose up in the room. Su Zhiyu saw that Pei Donglang had injured his leg and bullied him into not being able to push her away, so he had the courage to lie on his chest. Pei Donglang didn't move and just let her fool around.
At this moment, poor Comrade Ling Zhenfei was counting rats in the prison. He was really bored, so he picked up a handful of the rats by their tails, then threw them into the female prison next door. Sure enough, he heard the screams next door.
.The naughty boy Ling Zhenfei squatted in the corner and clapped his hands and laughed secretly...
After helping Pei Donglang change the medicine, it was getting late. Chu Feige brought dinner from outside and handed the prepared night clothes to Su Zhiyu. She took the night clothes and threw them aside, picking up the porridge.
Scoop it up with a spoon, blow on it, and put it to Pei Donglang's mouth.
Pei Donglang has never enjoyed this kind of treatment since he was five years old. The emperor's family does not want his descendants to be lazy and lazy, and Pei Donglang has been in the army for many years and has rarely been cared for by others. He turned his head awkwardly.
Su Zhiyu thought he had hurt his leg and was in a bad mood. He coaxed a child and said, "Your Highness, eat something to help your leg heal quickly. Come and open it, ah...", "Your Highness's acting skills are really good.
I was shocked just now.”
Pei Donglang returned to his usual expressionless state and did not speak.
"By the way, the emperor asked me to bring an imperial doctor out to diagnose and treat you, Your Highness. I can't shirk this. What should I do? If he came in, wouldn't he see through it at a glance?"
"Let him in." Pei Donglang briefly replied to Su Zhiyu.
Su Zhiyu saw that he spoke simply and thought he was confident. He asked Chu Feige to invite the doctor in. After the old doctor saluted, he stepped forward to check the injury. Su Zhiyu quickly stepped forward to help lift the quilt.
The moment Pei Donglang's leg was exposed, Su Zhiyu took a breath of cold air. The leg was indeed wrapped with a layer of gauze, but blood still seeped out. If this was fake, it would be too realistic!
Until this time, Su Zhiyu thought that Pei Donglang was pretending to break his leg. But when the imperial doctor peeled off the gauze layer by layer and saw the swollen leg, Su Zhiyu realized that he had really fallen off the horse.
His reluctance to speak just now was not due to his personality, but because he had to endure the pain. Su Zhiyu felt so distressed that she wished she could bear the pain on his behalf.
The imperial doctor took a closer look at Pei Donglang's leg, shook his head and said, "His Highness was seriously injured this time. I'm afraid he needs to rest for a long time. Weichen will prescribe some medicine for bone repair for His Highness first. What will happen to his legs in the future depends on His Highness."
Good fortune."
Su Zhiyu's heart sank. The doctor even said the word "good luck", indicating that the injury was really serious. After the doctor left, Su Zhiyu's eyes immediately turned red and said, "Your Highness, why are you so stupid that you actually hurt yourself? I should have known it."
In this way, I had to pretend to be sick in the first place."
"You can't pretend to be sick. My father and brother are very suspicious." Pei Donglang paused and frowned slightly. Su Zhiyu knew that he must be in extreme pain, otherwise he would not show any expression. When she met him on the battlefield,
I have never seen him snort when he was talking.
"Now that you have left the palace, let's start investigating Ling Zhenfei's case."
"It's too conspicuous to investigate the case during the day. Now I'm going to stay here and help you change your medicine before leaving."
The smell of soothing incense rose up in the room. Su Zhiyu saw that Pei Donglang had injured his leg and bullied him into not being able to push her away, so he had the courage to lie on his chest. Pei Donglang didn't move and just let her fool around.
At this moment, poor Comrade Ling Zhenfei was counting rats in the prison. He was really bored, so he picked up a handful of the rats by their tails, then threw them into the female prison next door. Sure enough, he heard the screams next door.
.The naughty boy Ling Zhenfei squatted in the corner and clapped his hands and laughed secretly...
After helping Pei Donglang change the medicine, it was getting late. Chu Feige brought dinner from outside and handed the prepared night clothes to Su Zhiyu. She took the night clothes and threw them aside, picking up the porridge.
Scoop it up with a spoon, blow on it, and put it to Pei Donglang's mouth.
Pei Donglang has never enjoyed this kind of treatment since he was five years old. The emperor's family does not want his descendants to be lazy and lazy, and Pei Donglang has been in the army for many years and has rarely been cared for by others. He turned his head awkwardly.
Su Zhiyu thought he had injured his leg and was in a bad mood. He coaxed a child and said, "Your Highness, eat something to make this leg heal quickly. Come and open it, ah..."