"Well..." Mingruo patted his head, "It's just that he caught the wind and cold..."
Mingruo casually put her almost-baked dress on a big stone, brushed the long hair hanging down her chest behind her, got up and left.
"Where are you going?" Si Haochen narrowed his eyes slightly. Forgetting that this woman had "disheveled hair" and "disheveled clothes", did she still want to walk around?
"I...went to collect firewood...your clothes also need to be dried..." Mingruo looked up and looked up at the surroundings, which were as steep as sharp swords, piercing into the sky. She had to be able to walk even if she wanted to.
"Put on your clothes." Although she didn't agree with it in her heart, she bore the title of Princess Yun and had to be responsible for this title.
Mingruo was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his long gown and trousers. Although it was tightly wrapped, in the eyes of the ancients, this could only be regarded as 'underwear'.
Okay, okay, she memorized the "Disciple Rules" when she was a child - the crown must be straight, the buttons must be knotted, and the socks and shoes must be tight... It's a pity that she really doesn't know how to wear these ancient clothes, so she barely wears them.
It's good, but as for 'submissiveness' - don't even think about it.
Seeing Ming Ruo's clumsy way of getting dressed, Si Haochen reluctantly believed that she was a princess who could "put clothes on and stretch out hands".
But in the blink of an eye, she went to collect firewood again. Although her posture was not very strong, the length of the firewood she picked was moderate, and it was still thoroughly dry, which was still--very suspicious.
The clothes were a little wrinkled after drying, but Si Haochen was able to wear them smoothly.
Mingruo was secretly speechless—this Prince Yun might have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Si Haochen seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at Mingruo: "How far can you cure my heart disease?"
"If it is cured, it will naturally be cured. Prince, do you want to stay here to relieve your boredom?"
If it can't be cured, it will be a disservice to her "angel hands" brand.
In Mingruo's opinion, this surgery is not complicated, but it will be more troublesome without a surgical assistant.
Si Haochen didn't believe Mingruo's words. Doctor Xue was only 80% sure of curing his heart disease. He needed to use two precious medicinal materials, ice soul grass and flame heart lotus seeds. He sent people to search everywhere, and it took three years to find some.
clue.
"Can you cure me?"
"Yeah." Mingruo nodded seriously.
"Haha." Si Haochen directly defined Mingruo's 'confidence' as 'blind arrogance', but this woman's medical skills were also good. She could at least help him hang on to his life until Doctor Xue and Qin Mo came back to find medicine.
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Mingruo didn't know whether the rule that chatting ends with "hehe" was applicable in this time and space of unknown dynasties, but she still decided to keep her mouth shut.
Si Haochen took out a blue bead from nowhere and shot it into the air. A dazzling red light exploded in the sky. Even in the daytime, it was extremely dazzling.
Mingruo thinks this thing is very magical. If it is used at night, it should be very beautiful: "Well, what are you doing?"
"Call the secret guards to escort me back to the palace." Si Haochen responded.
"Uh..." No matter how I heard it, I felt that the boss didn't include me in it. Mingruo looked at the barren mountains and mountains around him, with a hint of panic in his beautiful eyes, "Can you... take me with you?"
"Prince Yun's palace does not support idlers." Si Haochen himself did not realize that he, who had always been decisive in killing, could not be decisive towards this woman.
Ming Ruo knew very well that apart from being buried, Prince Yun's palace did not need a princess, otherwise Prince Yun would not have married a princess after his death.
"We need a family..." Mingruo immediately realized that the term 'family doctor' was a bit inappropriate, "Well, do you need a guest doctor?"
"No need." Si Haochen didn't mean to make things difficult for Mingruo. He had a heart problem. There were three doctors in the palace, and the palace sent two imperial doctors to serve in the palace. There was really no shortage.
"Oh..." Mingruo sighed. In addition to her medical skills, she also has good makeup skills. However, there is not even a female mistress in the palace. Look at Prince Yun's 360-degree handsome face.
, makeup skills are useless.
Seeing Ming Ruo's bright eyes dimming little by little, Si Haochen felt a tightness in his chest: "We need a medical girl."
"I do." Ming Ruo lamented in her heart, a medical girl is just like a medicine boy. Thinking about the young apprentice beside her grandpa, and then thinking about her brilliant achievements, her heart was filled with chills.
Forget it, get a job first and then choose a career. If you don’t believe that you are a master of both Chinese and Western medicine, you can’t even be a ‘family doctor’.
"Yeah." Si Haochen closed his eyes slightly. He was born in the royal family and he knew the temperament of the prince and princess very well.
As a princess of a country, it is rare for her to speak and act calmly and in a measured manner under such circumstances.
Mingruo also breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to wait for Si Haochen's people to come to pick him up, he saw Si Haochen suddenly opened his eyes.
"There are assassins." Si Haochen's whole body tensed up. Judging from the speed and number of people approaching, he had no chance of winning in his current physical condition.
Hearing the word 'assassin', Mingruo was startled for a moment, and then looked at Si Haochen in surprise - did the secret guard fail to summon the assassin?
Ever since time travel, it has been one step at a time. Has Mr. Xinpin completely abandoned himself?
No, she can't give in to this cheating fate, never!
Ming Ruo forced herself to calm down. One of her and Si Haochen was powerless, and the other was seriously ill. It was impossible for anyone to chase her out of these high mountains. Now it was even more difficult. It was really fatal...
"You..." the two of them said almost in unison.
"Uh... you go ahead." Mingruo had no clue about the current situation. She didn't even know that an assassin was coming before Si Haochen spoke, so her judgment may not be reasonable.
"They are coming for me, please find a place to hide." Si Haochen exuded a murderous aura, "If none of us die here, you will be the guest doctor of the palace."
No one knows Si Haochen's condition better than Mingruo. He fights fiercely with others and may die at any time. And she is facing many dangers if she wants to get out of the deep valley and dense forest alone.
"I can use acupuncture to buy you a quarter of an hour. During this time, you can act like a normal person. After a quarter of an hour, you will be temporarily comatose, and you will need to stay in bed for a month."
Doing this will cause great harm to the body, but now, Mingruo can't think of a better way.
"Acupuncture." Si Haochen didn't need to think about it at all. When he found the assassins coming, he made plans to kill them all. If he could return to his heyday in a quarter of an hour, he would be 100% sure to deal with these assassins.
Mingruo did not let Si Haochen untie his clothes, and the silver needles penetrated the clothes and stuck them on several acupuncture points on the chest: "Be careful later and try not to touch these needles."
"Yes." After the silver needle was inserted, Si Haochen clearly felt that his blood and qi were flowing smoothly.
Si Haochen put Mingruo on a big tree not far away and asked her to hide it.
Mingruo hugged the tree trunk tightly: "You must control your time."
