Yuan Feijing took the towel and did not leave immediately.
"In case something happens to Ning Guobing, the prince hasn't woken up yet..."
"Then why does he support so many of you?" Long Qian gently tucked Chu Dongling into bed and got out of bed.
Yuan Feijing was scolded and didn't know what to say for a moment.
That's right! They are all people with high salaries, don't they know how to think of something?
"I just think it's not a bad thing if the prince wakes up early."
"I also hope he wakes up early." Long Qian sat on the bed, holding Chu Dongling's arm, and placed her long fingers on his veins.
"He has lost so much blood, and he will definitely not be able to wake up for a while. You ask Nie Qingwu to think of a way to deal with it first."
"I believe Nie Qingwu can handle it well. Let's go out and let him rest for a while."
Yuan Feijing looked at Long Qian's thin body and finally nodded.
"Okay! You can take care of him with peace of mind. If anything happens, go out and look for me."
Long Qian didn't respond to Yuan Feijing. Chu Dongling's pulse was very weak, and she was nervous.
But at least he's not in danger and will get better, right?
After acupuncture and massage, Long Qian was disinfecting Chu Dongling's wounds and re-bandaging them.
The thing is simple, but the process is not easy.
After working for a long time, Long Qian ate the porridge they brought in for Chu Dongling and went to bed.
There are no other beds in the room, so tired! I just want to sleep for a while.
But I didn't expect that I would sleep until the evening.
"Princess, are you awake?" Nie Wuqing asked again as she poked her head.
Long Qian let go of his tightly held arms and sat up from the inside of the bed.
She blinked her bleary eyes, and her consciousness slowly returned.
"Nie Qingwu, what's wrong?"
She was sleeping so deeply and holding a patient in her arms. It was so inappropriate!
Nie Qingqing saw that she finally woke up and took a few steps back.
"Princess, when will the prince wake up?"
Seeing that he was a little anxious, Long Qian stood up and walked out from behind Chu Dongling.
"What happened?"
Long Qian sat beside the bed, held Chu Dongling's hand again, and felt his pulse.
Nie Wuqing didn't interrupt and looked at her quietly.
When Long Qian put down Chu Dongling's hand, he asked in a low voice: "Princess, what's wrong with the prince?"
"It's much better." When Long Qian spoke, his expression became much more relaxed.
I really didn't expect that he could improve so obviously in one day.
The God of War is really capable of things that others cannot!
"Then when will he wake up?" Nie Qingqing took a step forward and looked at Chu Dongling's face.
Long Qian covered him with a quilt and stood up.
"We don't know when we will wake up. It will take at least five or six days for most people. He may be faster."
At this rate, he will probably wake up in a day or two.
But Long Qian didn't dare to make casual promises about things that were uncertain.
"When will it be faster?" Nie Qingqing was indeed anxious.
If there wasn't something that had to be handled by the prince, he wouldn't have rushed in.
"What happened?" Long Qian poured a cup of tea and took a sip.
"The princess of Ningxia asked to see the prince. She said that she believed that someone deliberately provoked a relationship between them and the prince, and then killed King Ning'an and Ning Dongsheng." https://m.
"She said she hoped that the prince could personally escort her back to Beijing and let the emperor decide on the matter."
"People are already here. It seems hard to explain if the prince doesn't go out."
The fact that the prince was seriously injured and in a coma cannot be spread to outsiders. Ningxia surrendered at this time, and no one knew what she was worried about.
