Long Qian's fingertips moved and he quickly reacted and dropped another needle.
She thought she had acted calmly enough, but she didn't expect him to see it.
"Don't worry! I won't worry about you."
Long Qian knew very well that Chu Dongling was everyone's god.
If he really falls, a large part of the people who admired him will definitely be devastated.
In order not to worry everyone, she just tried her best to convince herself that she must stay calm.
Three needles fell and the bleeding finally stopped.
But if the hidden weapon is not taken out for a day, his life will still be in danger.
And even if his life is restored, his legs are still useless.
Long Qian opened the cotton cloth on the wound to make sure that the blood was no longer gushing out. She took a deep breath and moved her eyes to Chu Dongling's face.
"I want to check the condition of your wound. I can't use anesthesia for the time being. Please bear with it for now."
Long Qian took out a dagger and a small bottle, and moved his eyes upward again.
Before she could speak, Chu Dongling held her wrist tightly.
"There's no need to be too stressed."
Long Qian pursed her lips and nodded.
"When you get better, I will be nicer to you."
She didn't know what she was talking about. Anyway, when he was fine, she would find him annoying and want to stay away from him.
After all, he always tried to bully her when they were together.
But if something happens, she is really scared.
I just drove all the way and was worried all the way!
Perhaps, she had already regarded him as a family member, so how could she be willing to let her family get hurt?
When Long Qian withdrew his gaze and was about to pour the medicine powder, he heard Prince Ling's laughter.
"How do you plan to treat your husband well?" Chu Dongling's brows were full of joy.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Long Qian took advantage of him and sprinkled the powder on his wound.
"It's up to you." She knew very well that it would hurt when the powder was applied.
Sure enough, as soon as the medicinal powder touched the wound, Chu Dongling's muscles tightened unconsciously.
"I'm sorry!" Long Qian said hoarsely.
In this era, it can be said that she has seen more storms than before, but for some reason, she still couldn't bear the injury to him.
It's not that I feel sick and want to vomit when I see the wound, but I feel really flustered, flustered and distressed at the same time.
Long Qian took a long breath and took out disinfectant to wipe the dagger.
"I want to determine the location of the hidden weapon, and the process will be a bit..."
"It hurts." Suddenly, Chu Dongling closed his eyes.
Long Qian was frightened when she saw that his face was even paler than before.
She held his hand back, grasped his thumb tightly, and leaned forward.
"I will try my best to make you suffer less. Just scream out if it hurts. It doesn't matter. There are no outsiders here."
Bone-piercing, heart-piercing pain, it really hurts!
If the conditions weren't insufficient, she should have given him an anesthetic first.
"Chu Dongling, did you hear what I said?"
Seeing that he didn't respond, Long Qian held him a little harder.
His fainting reduced the pain, but there were no instruments. Once he fainted, it would be difficult for her to determine his condition, let alone perform an operation on him.
"I don't like this title." Chu Dongling's voice was a little hoarse.
The pain made his eyebrows wrinkle and his temples sweat.
She let go of his hand, placed her cold fingertips on his forehead and rubbed it gently.
"You can shout whatever you like from me, even if you want to do that...it's not impossible."
After the words came out of his mouth, Long Qian realized how ridiculous he was.
She actually felt that that kind of thing was a reward for him, a reward for him to persevere.m.
"No! I just want to say that if you can get better, it doesn't matter if I listen to you..."
