Chapter 324 Song Yanxi, Don’t Treat Me as a Fool
Whitehead Peak.
Mo Jinchuan had a high fever all night long, and it was not until dawn that his body temperature gradually returned to normal.
Song Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, removed the wet cloth on his forehead and neck, and limped to the cave entrance to collect rainwater.
The winter rain is freezing cold and most people try to avoid it.
But for her, it is a life-saving "medicine".
If it weren't for this timely help, even if she had luckily found some hemostatic herbs on the cliff last night, Mo Jinchuan would have died from the persistent high fever.
Even if he survives, he will become an idiot because of the persistent high fever.
For a gifted child like him to become a child with the mental capacity of a three-year-old is more painful than killing him.
Song Yanxi's hands were soaked white by the rain, her ten slender fingers were swollen like radishes, and the wounds on her palms were turned outward, looking a little hideous.
It doesn't hurt, but it affects my work.
She could only bite the piece of cloth soaked with rain with her teeth, wring it out to 50% or 60% dry by rotating her wrist, and then bring it in to cool Mo Jinchuan down.
As she walked back, she couldn't help but think.
Although Zhuang Shihan is not a very good person, her method of reducing fever is quite good.
However, this method requires taking off underwear and wiping the waist, abdomen, and legs, and then pushing them back, which may not be that easy.
Song Yanxi turned around with the wet cloth in her hand and was caught off guard by a pair of dark eyes.
She dared not move, fearing that the scene before her was an illusion.
Until Mo Jinchuan called her over.
Hearing the familiar voice, she was sure that he was really awake and hurried over.
Just now, Song Yanxi was standing at the entrance of the cave, with her back to the light and couldn't see clearly.
Now that they were closer, Mo Jinchuan could see clearly.
He frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"
"I accidentally bumped into it when I jumped down. It's just a minor injury."
Song Yanxi said, spreading her hands to feel the temperature of his forehead, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the fever has subsided."
She didn't want the wise and powerful Prince Jin to become a fool who could only pull at her skirt to ask for candy.
Noticing his scrutinizing gaze, she naturally changed the subject, "This place is still some distance from the bottom of the cliff. The Liang army can't find us for the time being, so we can rest and recuperate here for a few days.
There are a few jujube trees on the cliff, with a lot of fruit hanging on them, more than enough to fill your stomach."
After she finished speaking, Mo Jinchuan closed his eyes tiredly and said helplessly: "Song Yanxi, don't treat me as a fool."
He was injured in the back, not the head.
"Your Highness, I..." Song Yanxi's eyes flickered.
Mo Jinchuan didn't wait for her to think of an excuse and made a gesture to stand up.
Song Yanxi quickly grabbed him and said coldly, "You're going to die!"
Last night, the situation did not allow her to help him pull out the arrow. She simply applied crushed herbs to the contact point between the arrow shaft and the skin to stop the bleeding.
She checked and found that although some of the arrows did not penetrate, they were still very deep. The most dangerous one was only half a finger away from the heart.
Before the arrow is pulled out, any rash movement may cause it to shift in position and damage the internal organs.
Now she had nothing on hand, and the herbs were not complete, so she had no confidence at all.
Even now, she couldn't guarantee that these six arrows would just avoid the major organs and wouldn't cause any damage when they were pulled out.
"Tell the truth." Mo Jinchuan's voice was cold.
The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became serious.
Song Yanxi lowered her eyes, tugged at the tattered hem of her skirt, and muttered, "I accidentally bumped into the cliff while digging herbs last night. I didn't hurt any bones, just some minor skin injuries."
She suddenly raised her eyes, stared straight at Mo Jinchuan and asked, "Does Your Majesty want to see it?"
The man who had a serious expression on his face just a moment ago, as if to say, "You're not going to get away with it this time," suddenly had his entire face turn red with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, he finally squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
“No need.”
Song Yanxi's expression remained unchanged, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Fortunately, she made the right bet.
Even if a gentleman like His Royal Highness Prince Jin had doubts in his heart, he would certainly not do such a presumptuous act as to check her injuries.
Afraid that Mo Jinchuan would suddenly realize she was lying to him, Song Yanxi hurriedly took a handful of jujubes from the side and handed them to him, explaining, "I washed them with rainwater this morning, Your Highness, please don't mind."
After she said it, she realized that her words were too pretentious.
His Royal Highness Prince Jin has been fighting in many battles abroad in recent years, and many of them were long battles that lasted for several days or even months.
The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. Even a victorious general will inevitably be surrounded and run out of ammunition and food.
If you are really forced into a desperate situation, not to mention the wild fruits that taste good, even the bark and plants that are hard to swallow can be used as food to fill your stomach.
Song Yanxi felt guilty, but she didn't see Mo Jinchuan take any action.
Just as she was wondering if he was still angry, she suddenly heard him say, "Miss, please help me get up."
"The prince has a back injury, how can he..."
Halfway through her words, Song Yanxi suddenly froze.
Yes, he is injured and is lying down. How can he eat without sitting up?
She almost laughed at herself for being so stupid.
Putting the handful of jujubes back to their original place, Song Yanxi picked out a few big ones and slowly turned around with her back to Mo Jinchuan.
For a moment, the cave was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of her peeling the jujube.
Knowing what Mo Jinchuan was most concerned about at the moment, Song Yanxi said while peeling the shells, "When the prince was asleep, I tore some cloth from his clothes and threw it down. It happened to be raining, and the small pieces of cloth were wet and not easily caught, so they should be discovered by the Liang army's soldiers.
As for whether or not I can deceive them, that depends on God’s will.”
She paused, then continued, "I only have some simple herbs on hand. It might be painful when I pull out the arrow later."
Mo Jinchuan said in a calm voice: "It's okay."
He has long been accustomed to the constant injuries, both major and minor, he has suffered over the years.
If it weren't for the injury in his back that made it difficult for him to exert force, he could have solved it himself.
Feeling the burning pain in his palm, Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but recall what happened last night.
The vines on the rock wall were exposed to wind and sun all year round, and their surface was rough. She had been pampered in the backyard, and her delicate hands were inevitably scratched.
He lowered his voice and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Song Yanxi froze, and without waiting for him to speak again, she turned around and handed the jujube to his mouth, saying gently as if coaxing a child, "Open your mouth."
Mo Jinchuan did as he was told, but his eyes never left her hand.
But from his perspective, he could only see a few of Song Yanxi's fingers, which were clearly swollen than before.
His heart sank suddenly, "Is the hand injury serious?"
Song Yanxi was about to say that it was just a superficial injury, but she saw the undisguised pain in his eyes, so she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Look at what your Highness is asking. If the injury is serious, who is taking care of you?"
As she spoke, she passed another jujube to his lips and said seriously, "Your Highness, please eat more. Heal your wounds as soon as possible and take me away from this damn place."
The two looked at each other, Mo Jinchuan's eyes flashed, and he pulled the corner of his lips and said, "Okay, I promise you."
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