Dream Broken You Pavilion

Geng Yu tiptoed to the side of the bed, seeing that Shang Wuyang's body was full of silver needles, breathing evenly as if he was asleep, he was finally relieved.

Jing'er took the silver needles one by one, helped him cover the brocade quilt, and then said in a low voice:

"Although the long sword passed through the chest, fortunately it didn't hurt the lungs. I have already prescribed the medicine for Xuelian to grab the medicine. Please trouble the commander to help me change the medicine for him now."

"Okay, I'll get some hot water." Geng Yu said, turned and went out to get water.

Jing'er went to get some liquor to sterilize the silver needles.

After a while, Geng Yu walked in with a basin of steaming water, put the basin on the dressing table, turned back to Jing'er's side and whispered:

"Girl, the water is ready."

Jing'er packed the silver needle and took the scissors to carefully cut off the gauze wrapped around Shang Wuyang's body. When she was about to open the gauze, she found that the cloth on the wound was sticking to the blood stains, so she wrung out a half-dried towel from the basin Come on, lightly touch the adhesion, wait until the blood melts, then gently lift up the gauze, take it off, rub the towel again, and wipe the skin around the wound for him.

Jing'er moved very skillfully, wiped clean and carefully inspected the injury.The wound that opened last night has been sutured, and all the powder has been absorbed by the skin, no fresh blood seeps out, but the area around the wound is still red and swollen.

"Well, the recovery is not bad."

Jing'er sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound again, asked Geng Yu to turn him over carefully, wiped the medicine on the wound on the back again, and then wrapped it tightly with gauze. Dense beads of sweat.

Geng Yu carefully covered him with the quilt.

Jing'er said in a low voice: "It's cold in late autumn, and the serious injury hasn't healed. If you suffer from the wind and cold again, it will be bad. Your young master's body is strong, and the pulse condition is still stable. With my medical skills, I am still somewhat confident in dealing with such injuries." of."

Geng Yu hesitated and said: "Yes, my young master has practiced martial arts since childhood, and he is indeed in good health, but why hasn't he woke up yet?"

"He is sleeping."

Jing'er's voice was calm and calm, "Don't worry Commander Geng, he should wake up in the afternoon at the latest."

Geng Yu finally relaxed, raised his hand and patted his heart, and murmured:

"It's okay to be okay."

Looking up, seeing Jing'er's pale cheeks also had a look of tiredness, she couldn't help but couldn't bear it, and said:

"Miss has worked hard all night and is still injured. Do you want to sleep for a while too? The young master will be taken care of by his subordinates."

Hearing this, Jing'er turned her head to look at Shang Wuyang who was lying on her bed, she couldn't help but be a bit dumbfounded:

"Where do you want me to sleep?"

This reminded her of Xiao Han. If Xiao Han hadn't occupied her boudoir bed at the beginning, she would not have been caught by Ye Tianyu. If it hadn't been for all the shopkeepers of the medical center to make trouble, she wouldn't have made it happen so quickly. This marriage, now that I think about it, is really a coincidence.And now, there was such an embarrassing scene again.

Geng Yu blinked, and suddenly remembered that this used to be the bedroom of his young master, but now it is Jing'er's bedroom, he couldn't help but rubbed his nose, suddenly his eyes lit up, and said:

"By the way, the girl can go to the old lady's place to rest, there are many vacant rooms in Lanlin Garden."

Upon hearing this, Jing'er suddenly had two big heads in one head, secretly thinking that Commander Geng is really a rough man, if she, a doctor, goes to rest elsewhere, who will take care of his young master?With a bitter smile, he said:

"Okay, the commander doesn't need to worry about me anymore, I have to take care of the wounded."

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There was a burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor, getting closer and closer, and stopped in front of the door, Xue Lian opened the door and ushered two people in.

It was Su Qing'er who came hurriedly with the support of Mrs. Shang Qi.

Mrs. Shang Qi saw a person lying on the bed at a glance, and rushed to visit him in three steps at a time, calling out loudly:

"Yang'er, how is Yang'er?"

Seeing her flustered expression, Jing'er hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, and said in a low voice:

"Old lady, old lady, don't worry, don't disturb him."

Hearing this, Mrs. Shang Qi realized that she lost her composure in a hurry, she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, she didn't dare to make a sound, she stretched her neck and looked on the bed, just looking at it, it was already Eye sockets are red.

"He's fine, he's falling asleep right now, old lady, please relax." Jing'er took Mrs. Shang Qi's arm and helped her sit down at the table. Su Qing'er hurriedly poured tea.

Mrs. Shang Qi sat down, looked at her son on the bed, and said:

"I heard the report from the guard just now, but I was terrified. Fortunately, I know that it is Jing'er, you are healing his wounds, so I feel more at ease."

Geng Yu went forward to greet Mrs. Shang Qi, and Mrs. Shang Qi said: "It's hard work, Commander Geng."

Jing'er said in a low voice: "Thinking about it, it's very dangerous. The tip of the sword brushed past her lungs. If it deviates by half an inch, Hua Tuo might not be able to save him even if he is alive. I'm ashamed to say that if it wasn't for Jing'er's hand Without the power to bind a chicken, he can't deal with that old thief, and he won't be injured."

Mrs. Shang Qi was ashamed, shook her head lightly, and said softly:

"Son, don't underestimate yourself. The old man heard from the guards on the way here that last night you deliberately led the old thief to the back mountain in order not to implicate us women and children. The old thief took you as a hostage." , forcing Yang'er to submit to him, and you insisted not to let Yang'er agree regardless of your own safety, which made the old thief want to kill you. The enemy, I am afraid that Xiao Yuntian has been razed to the ground a long time ago. You are a weak woman who is so wise, brave, and understands righteousness. How can ordinary men be able to match? A strange woman like you, Yang'er saved her life It's worth it too."

Seeing Mrs. Shang Qi's sincere eyes and hearing her words of approval, Jing'er blushed for a moment.

"Husband, where is husband..."

Along with the creaking of the floor, Miao Jue's anxious voice reached everyone's ears.

Mrs. Shang Qi frowned, turned her head to look at Su Qing'er, with a hint of displeasure on her face, "Why is she here?"

Su Qing'er was also full of confusion, and shook her head slightly.

Xue Lian's voice came from outside the door: "Young Madam, please be quiet, Young Madam..."

"I'm the young lady, my husband is inside, don't stop me?" Miao Jue said in an orderly tone.

The hurried footsteps made a series of "creaking" sounds on the corridor floor, and they soon came to the door.

With a sound of "bang", the door was violently pushed open, and Miao Jue rushed in, followed by the panting Ling'er.

"Sister." Jing'er called out politely.

Miao Jue didn't seem to see the people in the room at all, nor did she hear Jing'er's soft call, a pair of red and swollen eyes frantically searched the room, and instantly fixed her eyes on the bed, "Husband, husband..." Calling loudly, he rushed straight to the bed......

Seeing her impetuous and out-of-control look, for fear that she would disturb Shang Wuyang, Mrs. Shang Qi's face immediately became serious, and she was about to get up to scold her, but Jing'er grabbed her sleeve and pointed at Mrs. Shang Qi. Shaking her head quietly, Mrs. Shang Qi obediently shut her mouth although she was reluctant, and sat down again with a displeasure on her face.

Ling'er, who came in with Miao Jue, saluted Mrs. Shang Qi and Jing'er in a sensible way, and then stood aside.

Seeing Shang Wuyang's eyes closed tightly, his face pale, Miao Jue couldn't stop the tears from falling. He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the quilt on his body. When his eyes touched him, he burst into sobs, choked up and said:

"What's the matter? It was fine last night, why did it become like this in one night? Husband, what's wrong with you..."

Knowing that she was crying and didn't know how many tears she had to shed, Jing'er hurriedly stepped forward to help Miao Jue's arm, and said softly:

"Sister, don't cry, he's fine, don't disturb him to rest."

Without looking back, Miao Jue shook off Jing'er's outstretched hand, crying to herself, calling "husband".

Seeing her crying like this, even Geng Yu stomped his feet anxiously.

Jing'er turned to Ling'er and winked.

Ling'er immediately understood Jing'er's intentions, and hurriedly advised:

"Young madam, don't cry, don't wake up the young master, the old madam is here, let's talk aside."

Miao Jue was crying and crying, and walked to the table and sat down, still sobbing.

Seeing her sobbing and crying non-stop, as if the tears would never end, Mrs. Shang Qi became a little impatient, and said:

"Why are your eye sockets so shallow? There are so many tears. Well, don't cry anymore, people are not good, crying too much is unlucky."

Hearing Mrs. Shang Qi's displeasure, Miao Jue took the handkerchief from Ling'er and wiped away her tears. Perhaps it was only at this moment that she remembered that Mrs. Shang Qi was here, so she stood up sobbing, that's all. present.

Mrs. Shang Qi was upset at first, but when she saw Miao Jue who was crying endlessly, she couldn't help being even more unhappy, she waved her hands with a black face and said indiscriminately:

"Okay, okay, all these hypocrisy will be exempted at this time."

Apart from hearing Miao Jue's sobs from time to time, the room finally regained a moment of silence.

Jing'er walked to the stool in front of the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand to feel Shang Wuyang's pulse, and everyone stared at her breathlessly.After a while, she tucked Shang Wuyang's arm back into the quilt, then returned to the table, and said softly:

"Old lady, sister, Caijing'er took the pulse just now. His pulse is very stable, and he should wake up within an hour."

Mrs. Shang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, with a grateful smile on her face, and said:

"It's so good, it's really hard work, Jing'er."

Jing'er smiled and said nothing, then sat down beside Miao Jue, gently held her hand, and said:

"My sister is so nervous, and her complexion is not very good, Jing'er can also take a pulse for you."

"No need,"

Miao Jue withdrew her hand suddenly, "Don't bother my sister, I'm fine, I don't need to take my pulse." There was a hint of coldness in her sad voice.

Jing'er's hand froze in mid-air, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and immediately opened them slightly, and she withdrew her hand with a calm smile, calmly as if nothing had happened.

Miao Jue's actions surprised everyone present. Mrs. Shang Qi's complexion became more serious, and she turned to Jing'er and said:

"Jing'er, Yang'er is being taken care of by you at the moment, so I feel relieved. Yang'er is seriously injured and needs to rest, so I go back first. When he wakes up later, I just send someone to report."

After saying that, he stood up.

Jing'er said: "Don't worry, old lady, Commander Geng will report to you when he wakes up."

"it is good."

Mrs. Shang Qi showed a comforting smile, "With you as a genius doctor, I don't have to worry about it." She raised her hand and patted her left arm lightly.

"what--"

With a low cry, Jing'er's small face turned pale white, a dense layer of cold sweat oozes from her forehead, and scarlet blood oozes out of her left arm.

Mrs. Shang Qi was caught off guard, she withdrew her hands in a panic, and asked in surprise:

"Son, you, what's wrong with you?"

Although Geng Yu's sword didn't hurt her vitals, it also cut a five-inch-long and two-inch-deep gash on her arm. At that time, Xuelian hurriedly applied some hemostatic medicine to her and simply bandaged her. She just cared for her that night. Shang Wuyang didn't have time to take care of his wound, but Mrs. Shang Qi's slap, which was meant to express affection, happened to accidentally touch Jing'er's wound, no wonder her little body was twitching in pain.

Jing'er gritted her teeth, shook her head pretending to be relaxed, and forced a smile, "No, nothing."

Geng Yu said guiltily: "It was my subordinate who accidentally hurt the girl last night."

Mrs. Shang Qi stretched out her hand, grabbed her left arm, and insisted on pushing her sleeve up. Where she could see, from her collarbone to her arm, there was still a strip of cloth torn from Xuelian's skirt last night.Regardless of Jing'er's obstruction, Mrs. Shang Qi insisted on taking off the cloth strip. A wound about five inches long and two inches deep was open like a mouth, and blood was slowly flowing from the wound.

Seeing the bloody wound, both Miao Jue and Ling'er exclaimed and turned their heads away not daring to look directly.Without saying a word, Su Qing'er went straight to the dressing table, took the wound medicine and gauze from the table, and helped her treat the wound deftly, Jing'er gritted her teeth tightly, and the sweat on her head rolled down her cheeks.

Seeing that Jing'er was so seriously injured, she actually endured it all the time, Mrs. Shang Qi was heartbroken, and couldn't help but blame in a low voice:

"You child, you have suffered such a serious injury, you don't say anything, but you didn't bandage yourself? It's a good thing you are a doctor yourself. Xuelian is really serious, and I don't know how to re-apply the medicine for you."

Jing'er endured the pain, and smiled calmly, "It's just a small injury, and it's already been treated with golden sore medicine. I thought I'd deal with it when I had time, but who knows, I just forgot."

Originally, she wanted to pretend to be relaxed, but she didn't know that when the golden sore medicine was sprinkled on the wound, there was a piercing pain, which made her reluctant smile suddenly turn into a wry smile.

Geng Yu's face was full of guilt: "Old lady, Miss Jing'er has been busy treating the young master, how can she have time to treat her own injuries. It is also the negligence of the subordinates."

Qing'er was nimble in her hands and feet, and she bandaged Jing'er's wound in a short while.Mrs. Shang Qi was both grateful and distressed in her heart, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"Oh, I was injured, and I still have to take care of Yang'er non-stop, Jing'er, you have to take good care of yourself, there are so many wounded on this mountain who are counting on you, what should you do if you get tired again After a while, the old man asked Xue Lian to tidy up her room, Jing'er should not dislike her, so she used it as a temporary resting place, and when Yang'er woke up, I ordered someone to carry him back to the courtyard."

Having said that, his complexion suddenly sank, he turned his head and scolded Ling'er in a low voice:

"Who told your young lady that Yang'er was injured? Didn't you know she was pregnant? You let her come here in such a hurry, crying, if there is something wrong with the child in her belly, You can be careful! I will deal with you when I go back."

These words sounded like scolding Ling'er, but they actually implied that Miao Jue's words and deeds were out of proportion.

Ling'er hurriedly stepped aside with lowered eyebrows, not daring to make a sound.

Miao Jue stood up, looked at Mrs. Shang Qi with red and swollen eyes glistening with tears, sobbed twice, and said weakly:

"Mother, don't blame Ling'er. The daughter-in-law insisted on coming. If the husband is injured, how can there be any reason why the wife is not by his side to serve?"

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Mrs. Shang Qi became more unhappy, frowned, and said in a low voice:

"What can you help here? You can't take care of yourself, but you still have to take care of Yang'er? If you want to move your fetus, how can you do it? Now that Jing'er herself is injured, she still has to take care of Yang'er. Can she come and take care of you again? She is a human being, not a god, so don't make trouble for her, why don't you follow me back soon. "

After Madam Shang Qi finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and walked out first.

Seeing that the old lady was angry, Miao Jue had no choice but to stand up even though she was unwilling in her heart, and looked back at Shang Wuyang who was on the bed with an aggrieved face, with tears in her eyes, very reluctant, but helplessly slowed down. Follow to the door.

Jing'er comforted: "Sister, don't worry, he will be fine..."

Miao Jue interrupted her, "Min'er is a useless person, and my sister is a genius doctor. There is a genius doctor here. It's really nothing to do with me. What can I do if I'm in a hurry? My mother said that she believes in your medical skills." , then my sister will work hard, take good care of my husband."

This lukewarm and insinuating sentence immediately froze Jing'er's kind smile on her face.

A hint of resentment flashed in Miao Jue's eyes, then she turned around and walked out of the bedroom with Ling'er's support.

Standing in the corridor, Jing'er watched their leaving figures, thinking about Miao Jue's attitude towards her and the strange words she said, she faintly felt that there was an invisible line that should not exist, but happened to exist. And a gap that is difficult to fill lies between her and Miao Jue...