The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Ke Yunchu woke up from the darkness after being in a coma for a day and a night.

He was awakened by a sharp pain.

He opened his eyes in a daze, saw the military doctor's face, then looked along his hand, and found that he was taking blood from his arm.

The military doctor did not expect that he would wake up at this time after being in a coma for so long.

Ke Yunchu's voice was still very hoarse, and he asked, "Doctor, is it... Brother Rong Xia's condition is not good...so he needs to take blood..."

The military doctor replied: "Yes, General Qi's condition is not good, so I was ordered by the crown prince to take blood. Thank you for your hard work, Your Highness the crown prince."

"Oh..." Ke Yunchu has experienced such pain, the pain of taking blood is nothing to him, and said generously: "Take as much as you need, I'm fine."

The military doctor comforted him and said, "I haven't used up the blood from the day before yesterday, so I don't need to take a lot this time."

Ke Yunchu asked with some doubts: "The day before yesterday?"

"Yes, Her Royal Highness has been in a coma for a whole day and night."

Ke Yunchu tried to raise his hand, and found that he could lift it slightly, but it was weak, and he couldn't feel anything except pain.

Seeing this situation, the military doctor said: "His Royal Highness, please do not move around, so as not to increase the pain."

Ke Yunchu struggled for a while, and finally summoned up the courage to ask, "Doctor...is the child in my stomach... still alive?"

"I'll help you feel the pulse..." After the military doctor finished speaking, he was about to put his hand on his wrist when he realized that his tendons had been broken, so he touched his neck instead. .

The military doctor didn't hold out hope at first, but he was a little surprised when he tried it out.

Ke Yunchu's heart twitched: "D-doctor... is he still there...?"

The military doctor said: "The child is still alive, so there is no need for Her Royal Highness to worry too much."

Ke Yunchu finally calmed down, he didn't even care about the pain in his hand.

He originally wanted to touch his belly, but his hands were so heavy that they didn't listen to him.

He begged to the military doctor: "Doctor, can you put your hands on my stomach?"

The military doctor had already taken the blood, seeing him begging himself pitifully, couldn't bear it, so he helped him lift his hand and put it on his lower abdomen.

Ke Yunchu's fingers were still feeling. He tapped lightly on his lower abdomen, feeling the slightly raised shape there, and a trace of warmth flashed across his empty heart.

Baby, fortunately, you are still here...

"Let me take my leave first, please rest well, Your Highness the Crown Princess."

The military doctor took the bowl of blood and left.

Ke Yunchu's head was still dizzy, and he closed his eyes and began to feel drowsy again.

I don't know how long I slept, but the tent was suddenly opened again.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes drowsily, turned his head to look over, and found that the person who came was the Fourth Prince.

He bent his lips and smiled: "Fourth prince, are you here to see me?"

"You still have the strength to speak, you really look like a cockroach that can't be killed." Feng Jiaqi walked to his bed, looked at his embarrassed appearance, and said mockingly: "You are lying here like a useless person , but your elder brother Jialan is guarding another person's side."

Perhaps because of the experience of despair, Ke Yunchu could no longer perceive the feeling brought by this slight irony.

He looked at Feng Jiaqi calmly, his face was still as immature as before, but his eyes had changed slightly.

He ignored his sarcasm, but said: "Fourth prince, can you help me sit outside? I have been asleep for a long time."

Feng Jiaqi looked down at him for a while, but didn't move.

"Is it too much trouble for you? Then there is no need..."

Before Ke Yunchu finished speaking, he saw Feng Jiaqi took a chair and put it outside the tent, then turned around and grabbed his legs, and picked him up.

Ke Yunchu's body lightened, and he instinctively wanted to raise his hand to grab his collar, but he forgot that his hand was disobedient, so he could only hang down powerlessly.

He looked at Feng Jiaqi's chin and said, "Thank you, Fourth Prince."

Feng Jiaqi put him on the chair, and arranged his hands for him, putting them on his knees obediently.

A round of sunset is about to set in the sky, but the afterglow still sprinkles half of the sky, one side is orange and the other side is blue, and the gravel is endless.

Ke Yunchu was blowing the cool evening wind, feeling very peaceful in his heart.

He chatted with Feng Jiaqi all the time, even though he was unilaterally rambling.

"Brother guard's knife is so fast, '唰唱唰', I cried in pain..."

"You brought the kit I made for you, I'm afraid you won't like it..."

"I hope Brother Rong Xia will get well soon. Let him take a look at such a beautiful scenery... But he must have seen it many times..."

Feng Jiaqi didn't speak, he didn't know whether he listened or not.

"...Oh... a little dizzy..." Ke Yunchu's face turned pale, and he felt a little out of breath.

Feng Jiaqi glanced at him speechlessly, then patted his back and said, "Because you talk too much."

"Oh...then I'll stop talking..."

The little fool finally closed his mouth and quietly looked up at the sky.

Realizing that Feng Jiaqi had been looking at him, he turned his head slightly: "Fourth Prince, what are you doing looking at me?"

Feng Jiaqi withdrew his gaze: "My Highness didn't look at you, but just looked at the tree behind you."

Ke Yunchu turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a small tree not far behind him.

The young tree looked stunted and crooked, but it was not easy to survive in this desert.

"You are like that tree." Feng Jiaqi said.

Feng Jiaqi spoke in a low voice, Ke Yunchu couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing."

"What kind of tree is that?" Ke Yunchu asked curiously, he rarely saw trees here.

"Caragana." Feng Jiaqi replied: "Next spring, it will bloom and smell very fragrant. Do you want to take a look?"

It is late autumn now, and there is still half a year to wait until next spring.

"miss you!"

"Then you have to live well like that ugly tree, and you can see it bloom in the spring of next year."

Ke Yunchu was smiling, not at all as if he was enduring pain.

"I will! The baby will be born next spring, and I can take him to see the flowers of Caragana!"

"Then... it's a deal."

"A word is settled!"

Ke Yunchu was still very weak and couldn't blow the wind for too long. Feng Jiaqi asked him to stay outside for half an hour, and then brought him back to the camp.

Feng Jiaqi put him back on the bed smoothly, and turned to leave.

Ke Yunchu said: "Fourth prince, come and play with me when you have time...I'm lying alone, so boring..."

Feng Jiaqi paused and snorted, "Let's talk about it later."

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When Feng Jialan came, he happened to see Feng Jiaqi walking out of Ke Yunchu's tent.

He saw the eye-catching big red brocade pouch on his waist at a glance.

Feng Jiaqi nodded to him: "Brother Huang."

Feng Jialan looked away from the kit and said, "Why didn't I know that you have such a good relationship with the little fool, so you are so eager to see him?"

Feng Jiaqi smiled: "The younger brother just came to laugh at that little fool, brother Huang was joking."

"Oh?" Feng Jialan narrowed her eyes and said, "Don't forget how Concubine Shu died."

The smile on Feng Jiaqi's face faded, "It's impossible for my brother to forget, brother Huang is too worried."

"Just be clear in your own mind."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jialan waved his hands and entered the tent.

Ke Yunchu was resting with his eyes closed. He walked to his bed, took his hand, unwrapped the bandage, and checked the wound on his wrist.

In order to ensure the efficacy of the medicine, his wound was not allowed to heal, so no medicine was given to him.

Ke Yunchu was awakened by the pain, opened his eyes, and was stunned when he saw Feng Jialan.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

It took a long time for Ke Yunchu to hold back a sentence: "Brother Jialan, the little clothes I was holding that day... are for babies."

Feng Jialan said lightly: "It's dirty, I asked someone to wash it."

Fortunately, he didn't throw it away, Ke Yunchu said happily: "Then... can someone get my sewing kit... It's a pity that there are still some flowers that haven't been sewn. …”

Feng Jialan glanced at his wrist again.

The wound there was hideous and terrible, not to mention that his wound was not healed, even if he was healed, he might not be able to use his hands anymore.

Without saying a word, he turned and left the tent, but came back soon, with an extra cloth bag and a small robe in his hand.

Ke Yunchu's eyes lit up when he saw the thing in his hand, and he wanted to sit up immediately, but he couldn't use his strength, so he couldn't get up at all, and struggled on the spot for a while.

"If you don't want to die sooner, don't move around." Feng Jialan frowned and said to the little fool who had become like this, but still stepped forward to help him sit up.

"I want to see..."

Ke Yunchu struggled to open the cloth bag with his index finger. What was originally a simple action became extremely difficult now.

Just like this, he was sweating from the pain.

"You can't do it."

The light in Ke Yunchu's eyes dimmed a bit, but he still picked up a needle with his fingers stubbornly, and whispered, "I want to try."

There was still a bandage on his hand, and blood would ooze out if he moved a little bit, so he could only use his arm to hold his hand as much as possible.

But if you want to thread a needle, you can't do this kind of delicate work at all. His hand was trembling, and he couldn't even hold a needle. When he picked it up, he accidentally dropped it on the bed. Pick it up, but fell on the bed again after a while.