Qiu Yan looked at every inch of Gu Qian's skin and felt a pang of heartache.
Some of the blast wounds had already congealed, while others were still oozing pus.
Now, his old wounds have not healed, and he has suffered new ones.
Moreover, all the glaring scars Gu Qian had accumulated over the years were now vividly displayed before Qiu Yan's eyes.
It made it impossible for her to breathe.
How did he endure all these years?
Qiu Yan focused her attention on cleaning Gu Qian's wounds and preparing to apply medicine.
Seeing his slightly furrowed brow, she softened her movements a little.
Outside the tent, Gu Xiaoran, with its companion Lightning, sat leaning against the edge of the tent, still silent.
To his left was Ling Ba, and to his right were Zhu Juan and Xuanming Xuanying.
Gu Xiaoran forced Xuanming and Xuanying, who were originally secret guards, to become bodyguards.
By the time Qiu Yan finished everything, it was already 9 PM, and she finally left the camp.
Qiu Yan stretched and saw that Gu Xiaoran and his Lightning were still waiting outside the tent.
Looking again, she saw that Ling Ba and the others were also looking at her expectantly.
Qiu Yan nodded to everyone, indicating that they could go back to their tents to rest.
Then, she pulled Gu Xiaoran to the tent beside her.
"Mother." Gu Xiaoran only spoke after lying down.
"Will Father die?" His choked, tearful question made Qiu Yan's body stiffen.
She said firmly:
"No! Don't forget, your mother is a healer."
"Yes, Mother knows medicine, she will definitely cure Father." Gu Xiaoran lay in Qiu Yan's arms and began to sob.
"Mother, I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Ran. With your mother here, your father will be safe and sound."
"Xiao Ran doesn't like fighting, and she doesn't like her father getting hurt."
"My mother doesn't like it either."
"..."
The next morning, the first thing Qiu Yan did after waking up was to tuck Gu Xiaoran in before checking on Gu Qian's injuries.
Gu Qian was still asleep at this time.
After Qiu Yan entered the tent, she quietly walked to Gu Qian's side.
Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, she wanted to leave, but Gu Qian held her wrist firmly.
"Yan Yan".
"Hmm?" Qiu Yan sat down on the edge of Gu Qian's bed.
Gu Qian slowly woke up from his sleep.
"It really is you."
Everything that happened after meeting Yan Yan felt too unreal; Gu Qian initially thought it was all a dream.
Just now, in his sleep, he returned to the dark, endless night of the past.
Suddenly sensing someone enter the tent and feeling her presence, Gu Qian realized that Yan Yan had indeed arrived.
Qiu Yan grasped Gu Qian's hand in return: "Are you feeling better?"
"Mm." Gu Qian nodded.
After a good night's sleep, Gu Qian found that his injuries didn't seem to hurt as much, and he felt much more relaxed.
Hearing the sounds of troops preparing outside the tent, he asked:
"What time is it?"
"Just past the hour of Mao (5-7 AM)."
Qiu Yan checked Gu Qian's injuries again.
The wound that was bandaged last night has been brought under control in time.
The injuries sustained in the earlier explosions, due to improper treatment, will require some time to heal.
"Let's go back."
Qiu Yan's two simple words made Gu Qian pause slightly, and his heart sank.
He asked, "Go back where?"
Qiu Yan: "Back to the village."
At this point, it would be unrealistic to go back to Gu Qian's general's mansion with him.
"Forget it, I won't go." Gu Qian shook his head. "I'm in this state..."
Besides fearing he would implicate Yan Yan, he also didn't want his master to see his current miserable state.
"You don't want to come home with me?" Qiu Yan sat up straight, quietly looking into Gu Qian's empty eyes, and the feeling of heartache swept over her once again.
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