Long Qian looked into the man's eyes, and his nose suddenly felt a little sore.
After the master left, Qing'er would say the same thing in her dreams.
This big brother looks very tough, but he still longs for family affection in his heart, right?
Qing'er is like this, she seems to forget everything when she is busy, but she still feels sad in the dead of night.
As soon as his long fingers were released, the person seemed to faint again.
Long Qian bit his lip, gathered his thoughts, changed acupuncture points, and continued to massage him.
The sun rises and sets, and for people outside, the day goes by in a blink of an eye.
But for those in the ward, it has been a long day.
Before midnight, Yun Tianqing started to have a high fever.
This place is no better than modern times. No matter how good Long Qian's technology is, it is impossible to achieve true sterility.
With such a big wound, it was expected that he would have a fever.
Fortunately, many things were prepared in advance, and the temperature in the sky gradually dropped.
As night fell, he regained some consciousness.
"Mother." Yun Tianqing held Long Qian's hand.
Xiao Lei saw this scene when he entered the door and stepped lightly.
"Qianqian, you go and have your meal first. The bath water has been prepared according to your instructions, and the clothes have been soaked in potion. Go ahead."
Long Qian lifted Yun Tianqing's eyes, sat down, and let out a breath.
She raised her hand that was being held and whispered, "I want to eat too."
What should I do if this guy grabs her harder and harder but doesn't want to open her eyes?
She had inquired about it and found out that Yun Tianqing was the only remaining relative from her mother's family.
Her mother is not in the mausoleum, so she must protect her little cousin.
"Xiaosan, when will you wake up? I'm very hungry." Long Qian looked at the person on the hospital bed and couldn't keep his eyes open.
Xiao Lei covered his lips and smiled, and asked: "Qianqian, why do you call Young Master Tianqing like this?"
"Isn't Sanqi? That's Xiaosan." Long Qian raised his eyebrows and leaned on the back of the chair.
It's definitely not possible to call her Qing'er. She will think of her Qing'er, so she can call her Xiao San.
Xiao Lei calmed down and nodded: "I'll take care of him. You go have a meal first."
"It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer." Long Qian waved his hand.
"Mom, don't leave!" Yun Tianqing started murmuring again.
His thick eyebrows were furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something terrible.
"Don't be afraid! Sister is here." Long Qian leaned forward and held his hand.
