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"Ye Donglan, are you okay?"

Wan Xiang brought the medicine box in, and the tent was quiet. She lit a lamp, worried in her heart, but did not hesitate, and went straight to the bed. Ye Donglan was still lying down, eyes closed, breathing steadily, not knowing Awake or sleep.

"Ye Donglan?" Wan Xiang called again tentatively, but Ye Donglan didn't respond.

Wan Xiang sighed, helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and took his hand to check.

There is indeed a wound, a scratch across the palm, an inch wide, it should be a blunt wound, the blood of the wound has congealed and turned black, it must have been a few days, but it seems that it has not been properly treated, only The ointment was applied hastily, and the cloth was not even wrapped.

Wan Xiang put the candlestick aside, opened the medicine box to find the good medicine she had kept privately, and carefully wiped it for Ye Donglan. When disinfecting it with spirits, it may have hurt, Ye Donglan snorted, but it seemed Didn't wake up, didn't move.

The blunt wound was not deep, so it was easy to deal with, but after seeing his hands like this, Wan Xiang was worried after all, so she asked Shen Yuzhou to come in and help him take a closer look.

"It looks like he's hurt his leg again."

Shen Yuzhou couldn't help frowning.

What Wan Xiang has been most worried about is Ye Donglan's legs, which were broken before, and Wan Xiang has spent a lot of energy to make him walk like a normal person, but he still can't use too much force. I can't keep it well.

Jiang Shuben was in a hurry as he couldn't help with his hands behind his back, so he also stepped forward after hearing this. Shen Yuzhou pulled Ye Donglan's skirt and turned sideways, and Wan Xiang squatted down to check.

The scar on Ye Donglan's knee was treated by the medical officer at that time, but Ye Donglan kept running to take care of Yu Wenzhe not long after the treatment, the ointment did not have much effect, the scabbed Blood had smeared the wound, almost covering the entire knee.

What's more serious, his calf was still purple.

"How could this be?" Jiang Shu felt horrified when he saw it.

"He never took my words to heart." Finally, Wan Xiang couldn't hold back her temper, and pushed Jiang Shu who was beside her,

"One or two of you have never been obedient. What do you think of your body? Iron? I should tell you to cripple your legs and chop off your arms. Then we will see how willful you are!"

Jiang Shu was taken aback fiercely, and murmured, "I drink medicine according to the time every day, and I was bedridden for a few days, and you asked me to go out for activities, so I went out. When did I become disobedient."

Wan Xiang remained silent with a cold face, looking for medicine in the medicine box.

Jiang Shu wanted to say something more, but Shen Yuzhou held him back.

Jiang Shu looked at Shen Yuzhou, and then at Wan Xiang, who had his back turned to him, with the look of an angry little daughter-in-law.

Another day, Shen Yuzhou must have wanted to laugh at him, but today he really couldn't laugh, not to mention that Wan Xiang was really angry, he shook his head at Jiang Shu, signaling him to keep quiet.

Jiang Shu could only nod his head.

The two turned their heads to look at Wan Xiang again. Wan Xiang had already found the medicine they were looking for. It seemed to be medicinal wine, and there was a faint smell of medicine mixed with wine.

Wan Xiang lowered her head, patiently covered her hands with heat, poured the medicinal wine on her hands and rubbed Ye Donglan's calf, hoping to push away his congestion and edema, so that his legs could recover faster.

Seeing this, Shen Yuzhou walked up, "Sister Wanxiang, let me help you, my hands are hotter."

Wan Xiang's hand was indeed a little cold, and her strength was weak, and she needed to press it repeatedly. She didn't give way, but she didn't make a sound, she just gave up her position lightly.

Shen Yuzhou stepped forward and pressed down like Wan Xiang did. Wan Xiang glanced at Jiang Shu, but was still breathless.