He gently lifted Ma Qingyi up, wrapped gauze around her wound, bandaged it, laid Ma Qingyi flat, covered her with a quilt, and wiped the dust and blood off her face and body with a wet towel.

Mo Yufeng walked out the door and saw the two people outside. The doctor took out a piece of paper from the medicine box and handed it to Mo Yufeng, saying, "This is a Chinese medicine for healing wounds! It needs to be boiled for two hours. Take a bowl each morning and night. Within two weeks, the princess's wound will be healed!"

Hong Yi took it and turned to leave with the doctor.

Mo Yufeng picked up the box that had fallen on the ground, as well as the apricot flowers and apricots scattered on the ground. Mo Yufeng picked up a piece of apricot flower and looked at it carefully.

Apricot flowers come in pink and white. Apricot trees are not easy to grow in the capital, and things are precious because they are rare, so apricot flower wine is indeed very popular in the capital. Even if apricot trees grow here, they are of a monotonous white color, but this petal is actually light pink!

Mo Yufeng picked it up and put it in the box, then took a look at it.

She wants to make apricot blossom wine!

Mo Yufeng gave this thing to Chun Ling, "Your young lady has been stabbed, go take care of her!"

"The young lady was stabbed." Chun Ling hurried to Mo Yufeng's room and saw Ma Qingyi lying on the bed with a pale face like a lifeless doll. Chun Ling's tears burst out.

One day and one night

Ma Qingyi opened her eyes and looked around weakly. This was Mo Yufeng's room!

Ma Qingyi tried to get up, but the pain in her abdomen made her fall back on the bed, and Chunling was awakened.

"Miss! You're awake!" Chunling shouted excitedly.