"See Your Majesty." Mu Yunhan saluted Yan'er and explained Gu Fenglin's condition in a low voice: "The wound has not healed well and cannot see the wind. I am neglecting Your Majesty."
She blamed herself: "It was all because of picking me up that I tore the wound..."
Yan'er is still young. When he sees her, he just wants to get close to her and hug her, so he won't care about these things.
Lin Youfang held Yan'er tightly, preventing Yan'er from going to Mu Yunhan, and said seriously: "Priests are the pillars of the country. Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager are worried about his health, so they came here to visit him."
As he spoke, he glanced into the bed tent: "Can you let me wait and see the priest?"
Mu Yunhan opened the bed and whispered: "I kept saying that the pain was severe, so I drank the tranquilizer and fell asleep."
Deep inside the bed tent, Gu Fenglin was lying quietly, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked really sick and weak.
Lin Youfang's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible joy, and he pretended to be worried, and said hypocritically: "The Empress Dowager sent Chief Zhang over."
President Zhang immediately ran over and saluted: "Madam."
As the head of the Imperial Hospital, his medical skills are naturally superb, but they are still far behind Gu Changqing.
The reason why he was sent on this trip was because he was a confidant of the Empress Dowager and needed to make a clear and accurate assessment of Gu Fenglin's health.
Mu Yunhan did not refuse, and personally placed Gu Fenglin's wrist on the pulse pillow: "I'd like to help Zhang."
Gu Fenglin's situation is not something that ordinary doctors can see.
Otherwise, why would the Gu family spend so much money to cultivate a line of medical elders?
Just because they are professional.
Specifically aimed at the special physical conditions of the Gu and Mu tribesmen, starting from the first generation of ancestors, it took several generations of dedicated research and supplementation to form a set of mature medical theories and practical experiences that are not passed on to others.
Director Zhang checked Gu Fenglin's pulse very seriously, and after careful consideration, he said cautiously: "Your pulse is disordered, and you really need to rest carefully."
Mu Yunhan clearly saw that Lin Youfang's tense face suddenly relaxed.
Meng Jia glanced at her silently, and then stared at Gu Fenglin silently, his eyes burning.
Mu Yunhan was not sure whether he believed it or not, and was afraid that he would see the clues, so she lowered her face to prevent him from seeing her expression.
Meng Jia suddenly said: "I have been at the border all year round and have some knowledge about external injuries. Can you let me see the priest's injuries?"
Mu Yunhan was startled. Gu Fenglin's wound had almost healed a long time ago. He had revealed his secret.
"Thank you, General, but Ah Lin is so strong, he won't be happy with it." Mu Yunhan tried hard to think about the worry and sadness he had felt before, and suddenly burst into tears.
Lin Youfang was reminded by Meng Jia and immediately became alert: "What are you afraid of? This is for his own good. Isn't he asleep? Let General Meng take a look and don't tell him, he doesn't know either."
"I don't dare." Mu Yunhan lowered his head and pretended to wipe away tears, quietly observing Meng Jia's expression.
Meng Jia did not pursue Lin Youfang, but squatted in front of Yan'er and said gently: "Your Majesty, are you tired? I will give you a hug?"
Yan'er looked at him, then at Lin Youfang and Mu Yunhan, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand: "Okay."
Meng Jia picked him up and sat him on his broad and strong shoulders, saying in a low voice: "It's stuffy here, will you please take your majesty out for a walk?"