190 Cold War
◎In a rage, he made a bed on the floor.◎
Xu Qinghe was seriously injured this time. Since waking up, he has been confined to bed. It has been more than half a month now.
Fortunately, she has a quiet temperament, and it is enjoyable for her to lean against the bed and read some poetry and books, or appreciate ancient paintings.
On September 18th, Military Doctor Fan and the court physician came to see the princess for a follow-up examination.
Doctor Fan had been on the march for many years and was very skilled in treating this type of injury. After he returned to Jizhou with the army, he was captured by Xie Qi.
He felt the princess's pulse, examined her wound, and said again earnestly, "Princess, your wound has begun to heal. You don't have to stay in bed every day. You can get up and walk around. It will be more conducive to the healing of the wound."
Xu Qinghe said nothing, just glanced coldly at Xie Qi.
Xie Qi raised his eyebrows: "She was stabbed in the heart. It took more than half a month to save her. How can she get out of bed in such a short time?"
He stepped forward and tucked the corner of her quilt, saying dissatisfiedly, "Don't be so used to seeing those rough guys in the army that you forget she's just a delicate little girl."
Xu Qinghe's face turned red when he heard this.
She is no longer the little girl she was back then.
Military Doctor Fan snorted coldly, "But how can I remember that the general was stabbed in the chest with a sharp knife that year, and he took less than three days to rest before he mounted his horse and marched? I tried to persuade him earnestly, but he didn't even take a few days to recuperate."
Xie Qi coughed dryly, turned around and met Xu Qinghe's cold gaze, and defended himself weakly: "Uncle Fan is talking nonsense, don't listen to him, I didn't do that."
Xu Qinghe snorted softly and ignored him.
But after all, both doctors had spoken, and starting from the next day, Xu Qinghe finally got out of bed.
The weather in late autumn was already a little chilly, so she deliberately chose a sunny day to visit a maple forest in the mansion.
The maple leaves are now completely red. Walking among them, it feels like being covered by a veil soaked in cinnabar.
If she hadn't been injured, she would have definitely picked up her brush and started painting.
The hand that should have been holding the pen was now tightly held by the person beside her.
Xu Qinghe glanced at him sideways and saw that he was calm and composed, not in a hurry.
She was a little surprised: "Nan Yi submitted the letter of surrender, so there is nothing for you to do in the army? His Majesty didn't summon you?"
More than a month has passed since the end of the war. Logically, he should have reorganized his troops and returned to Beijing to report.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qi said, "I have handed this matter over to Sister Yueying. I believe she has already arrived in Beijing."
He glanced at her with a hint of resentment in his eyes: "How can I leave with peace of mind when you are like this now?"
He was afraid that if they were to separate again, he would not know what she would do to him when they met again.
Xu Qinghe snorted lightly and was about to argue with him, but he choked on the air and started coughing uncontrollably.
The wound on the heart was affected, and it hurt so much that tears came out immediately.
Xie Qi's face turned pale immediately. He quickly held her waist tightly, hooked her legs, and lifted her up gently and steadily.
He also ordered Nanzhi, who was following the two men not far behind, to go and find Military Doctor Fan immediately.
Nanzhi ran over with a pale face looking for someone. Doctor Fan thought something had happened and rushed over in a hurry, but he found that it was just the cough that affected the wound.
He was used to seeing soldiers who were injured but still had to go into battle to kill the enemy, so he really felt that choking on a breath of wind was nothing.
"The princess is hurt in the heart. Even breathing hurts. It will heal slowly."
He looked at Xie Qi again: "General, it's not like you haven't been hurt before, how come you don't know this? You scared the princess for nothing."
Now it was his fault.
Xie Qi was choked, but insisted: "She is a delicate girl, this is different."
At night, Xie Qi changed the medicine for his delicate girl.
He stripped off the girl's clothes layer by layer, revealing her round shoulders underneath, and untied the tie around her neck.
The thin strap was pulled open with a "swish", and Xu Qinghe immediately used her right hand to hold up the falling small clothes, leaving only her chest exposed and covering the looming peaks.
She was so vigilant against him, as if she was guarding against something.
Xie Qi couldn't help but snort coldly.
The warm breath hit his shoulder, and Xu Qinghe couldn't help but shiver.
The wound is also slightly painful.
Xie Qi didn't dare to move anymore, almost holding his breath, and gently peeled off the dry and soft cotton cloth wrapped around her wound layer by layer.
An inch-long wound suddenly appeared on the jade-white skin.
Because of what happened today, the wound was bleeding slightly.
But it's much better than it was more than a month ago.
More than a month ago, he carried a girl with a sharp knife stuck in her chest into the bedroom. The blood from her wound had completely soaked her clothes, and even her clothes began to drip blood.
Her face was so pale, her lips were completely bloodless, her forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and her eyes were tightly closed.
He called her several times, but she didn't respond.
He was extremely scared at that time, as if he had never been so scared in his life. He was afraid that she would really leave him in the blink of an eye.
What would he do if she left?
What should he and his daughter do?
How would he raise his daughter without her?
After waiting for a while, the palace doctor who specialized in treating external injuries arrived.
He only found out later that the palace physician was someone she had hired at a high price in the southern border, specifically for him, as she was afraid that he would come back injured in the future and there would be no one available in the palace.
But she didn't expect that she would use it herself in the end.
As soon as the court doctor came in, he immediately decided to draw his sword.
Xie Qi was a man who had come from the battlefield, so he naturally knew the importance of drawing his sword.
He held the girl in his arms with trembling hands and asked the court doctor in a hoarse voice, "Are your hands steady enough?"
The court doctor nodded and promised that with him around, the princess would be fine.
Xie Qi nodded, but he was not reassured. He held her shoulders tightly with his trembling hands.
The moment the sharp knife was pulled out, blood gushed out and the girl in his arms trembled and whimpered.
The court doctor immediately sprinkled the best medicine in the army on the wound.
He said that as long as the person could wake up before tomorrow morning, he could be saved. If not, he should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible.
He stood by the bed, holding the girl's hand and praying.
Beg her not to leave, beg her not to abandon me and my daughter like this.
He chattered all night long until his voice became hoarse, but dawn had already broken.
She didn't wake up, but her body temperature gradually cooled down.
He was extremely panicked. This strong man of eight feet did not care about the court doctor who shook his head helplessly in front of him, and just shed tears.
How is that possible?
He had clearly rescued the person from the fire, so how could she not wake up?
How could she leave like this?
He didn't believe it, so he ordered people to find all the doctors in the city, no, all the doctors in Daying, to come and examine the princess one by one.
He poured out the heart-protecting pills that Fu Zongying had given him from the porcelain bottle and fed her one every hour, determined to keep her alive.
Later he asked the people below how the young lady was doing. He had not had time to visit her since he rescued his daughter.
The people below immediately came to report: The little girl just woke up and was crying for her mother.
He immediately ordered someone to bring his daughter over.
As soon as the daughter came in, she saw her mother lying lifeless on the bed, and her face turned pale with fright.
He carried his daughter to the bed, and the father and daughter held her hand together, begging her over and over again in her ear.
That afternoon, Doctor Fan was finally captured by his men.
The people in the army were the best at treating external injuries. They immediately treated her wounds and gave her some medicine.
However, he still said the same thing.
"If you can wake up before dawn tomorrow, it will be fine. If you can't..."
He interrupted Doctor Fan: "She will definitely wake up."
She won't die.
Never.
At dawn the next day, the father and daughter were still holding her hands and talking, and finally she felt a slight tremor in her palms.
The next moment, those clear eyes finally opened.
Although it only lasted for a few breaths before closing again, it was enough to make him ecstatic.
Later, all the doctors began to discuss, giving acupuncture, preparing medicine for wounds, and striving for efficiency whether for internal use or external application.
He even ordered people to clean up the east and west wing rooms in the yard and specifically for these doctors to live in.
After half a month of such tension, the girl finally woke up slowly.
As soon as she woke up, she asked him, "Xie Qi, do you want to marry me?"
How did he get back then?
Oh, he didn’t reply at that time.
He was angry at the time, so who would want to go back to her?
She was a fine girl when he sent her away, but she turned herself into this state and wanted to get married. How could she get married in this state now?
But she was still seriously injured, so he couldn't get angry. He could only hold it in and wait until she recovered.
However, more than half a month had passed, so how could he still be angry?
But this won’t do, this isn’t right. We can’t just let this matter get swept under the rug like this.
So that day and night, he did not lie down beside her.
He made a bed for himself on the spacious floor of the bed.
Xu Qinghe looked at the man who started working without saying a word, puzzled: "The weather is getting colder day by day, why do you have to sleep on the ground?"
Was it because she didn't sleep well at night and bumped into him?
But for the past half month, he has been lying beside her like this.
As soon as her breathing became a little faster, he would immediately stand up to check her wound and ask her if it hurt or if she felt uncomfortable.
What are you doing tonight?
However, the man lay down directly under her puzzled gaze.
He was still lying with his back to her.
But he didn't answer.
“…”
Not knowing what he was doing, Xu Qinghe ignored him and went to sleep.
Xie Qi originally thought that if she asked him twice more, no, if she asked him once more, he would have a good talk with her about the incident in the fire where she forced him to leave with a knife.
But the girl just asked once and couldn't bear it anymore and asked again.
He looked back suspiciously, only to find that she had already fallen asleep alone.
“…”
He got even angrier!
In the middle of the night, Xu Qinghe was thirsty and subconsciously wanted to hold the hand of the person next to him, but he only felt a coldness.
She was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that the man was not on the bed, but on the ground.
He was puzzled, and she didn't want to ask him to pour her some water.
But just as he moved his hands and was about to sit up, a sigh was heard from the other side.
Xie Qi had woken up a long time ago.
These days, whenever she moved, even if her breathing changed slightly, he would immediately notice it and open his eyes.
At first, she had a throat injury and couldn't speak.
But he and her have been friends for so many years, even if she doesn't say anything, he understands what she wants to say and do, and can immediately serve her well.
But now her voice has recovered, but she still doesn't speak.
She will never give in to me.
He had no choice but to get up and light the lamp.
Because he was taking care of her recovery, they had left the lights on long before going to bed at night. In the darkness, he couldn't see anything. He was suddenly tripped by something and gasped.
A soft laugh came from the bed behind him.
Xie Qi felt even angrier.
It was all because of her. He was so angry that he forgot to use the night pearl to light up.
So when I poured her water, I deliberately only poured half a cup so that she couldn't quench her thirst immediately.
The rim of the cup was brought to Xu Qinghe's lips, and after just two sips, it was empty.
When I looked up, I saw the man's slightly smug look.
However, her thirst was not quenched, so he naturally went to refill the glass with water.
Xu Qinghe: ...
It's something that can be done in one go, but he has to make two trips back and forth. I don't know what he's trying to do.
She deliberately drank two more sips to make the man run two more times.
After drinking the water, they went back to sleep separately without saying a word.
The next morning, Ping'an discovered that his parents had strangely started a cold war.
Ping An blinked, very confused.
What happened again?
【Author’s words】
Ah, it’s so happy to write a sequel [pat head][pat head][pat head]
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