"Okay." Yuan Feijing spread her hands, "Bring it one million taels."
Nie Wuqing rubbed her neck again and closed her eyes.
"Then let me hug you for a few days."
"What a beautiful idea!" Yuan Feijing pushed his head.
Nie Wuqing was not angry at all, he smiled like a child.
It was quiet outside, and Long Qian was a little full.
She picked up the medicine bowl, turned and walked towards the bed.
"Brother Gusha, I'll give him medicine first, please take care of him."
Gu Sha looked at the woman sitting cautiously beside the bed for a while, then packed up and left.
Long Qian checked Chu Dongling's pulse and put his palm back under the quilt.
"I'm going to take medicine, can you get up?"
I heard that when he came back, his blood had stained the whole carriage red.
After the treatment, not only were two baskets of bloody cotton sent away, but the bedding on the bed was completely soaked.
How much blood did he lose? Long Qian didn't have a specific number in his mind.
She just hoped that he could wake up. As long as he could wake up, she would have the confidence to nurse him back to health.
"Chu Dongling, drink the medicine." Long Qian dipped a cotton ball into some medicine and gently applied it on his lips.
"You must drink this medicine, open your mouth quickly."
It's a pity that Chu Dongling's beautiful lips were still slightly pursed and there was no reaction at all.
He seemed really tired and reluctant to wake up.
"Chu Dongling, can you wake up and drink the medicine first? If you can't drink the medicine, you will definitely have a fever tonight. If..."
"Your Majesty likes you to call him husband." Yuan Feijing came to the bedside and crossed her arms.
Long Qian turned around and glanced at her, and said calmly: "Aren't you talking about love outside?"
"Do you think everyone is as idle as you?" Yuan Feijing raised her eyebrows without blushing or out of breath.
She and Nie Qingwu were not in a relationship, the guy was crazy, and she could only accompany him crazy for a while.
He is the most capable assistant beside the prince, what kind of woman does he need? She will not let herself get trapped.
"Your Highness must not be able to drink the medicine now. Can you try mouth-to-mouth feeding to see if you can feed him?"
"Here you go." Long Qian turned around and handed the bowl out.
Not only did Yuan Feijing not take the soup, she also stepped back.
"Who else dares to steal the prince's hand except you? I'll feed him, and he might wake up."
"Isn't that great? As long as he wakes up, he will definitely get better." Long Qian raised the bowl in his hand.
"Stop joking!" Yuan Feijing pulled up a chair and sat down, "If it weren't for you, the prince would not have been injured."
"Hurry up, don't let him suffer again!"
Long Qian is not pretentious, and Chu Dongling doesn't dislike her, right? Come on, who is afraid of whom?
"Hold it to me and I'll pick him up."
Yuan Feijing stood up and took the bowl.
"The prince was really affected by the miasma at that time. In addition, he has been feeding you his vitality. He just didn't want you to know that he had lost his vitality. You couldn't detect it."
"It's a pity that those killers committed suicide, and no clues can be found yet."
Long Qian ignored Yuan Feijing. Now she just wanted Chu Dongling to get well soon.
It's like with him around, no problem is a problem.
"It's so heavy!" She spent a lot of effort to lift Chu Dongling up. "Send the medicine over. I don't know how long it can last."
Yuan Feijing went over to support Chu Dongling before giving her the medicine.
"The three-day deadline is up. I don't know what happened in Ningxia today. Your Majesty must wake up early."
She looked at Chu Dongling's handsome face, coughed slightly, and lowered her gaze. https://m.
"If he still doesn't want to wake up, see if you can take some unusual measures?"
