It was late at night.
The dozen or so imperial physicians who accompanied the prince treated him overnight.
From the tents, basin after basin of bloody water was brought out; the scene was shocking and horrifying.
Shot by an arrow outside the camp, An Yuan'er was on edge, feeling that Yi Chenli was already dead, yet unwilling to believe that Yi Chenli had left.
Once the person was brought back, the imperial physician examined him carefully. Logically, with a needle piercing his chest, he should have been unable to withstand the attack on the spot.
However, Yi Chenli had sealed the acupoints in advance, which seemed like a miracle. When the imperial physician examined Yi Chenli, although his breathing was weak, he was not dead.
However, the scene was still extremely dangerous, and no one could guarantee that Yi Chenli would be able to survive this ordeal.
When the imperial physicians were treating patients, she couldn't go inside. An Yuan'er could only wait anxiously outside the door, watching basin after basin of bloody fluid being sent out.
"Yuan'er, you've had a long day. Father is waiting here. Go back and rest."
"I won't leave. When Ali wakes up, she'll definitely want to see me first. How can I leave?"
An Yuan'er's eyes were fixed on the door, unwilling to look away for even a moment.
An Chaoli sighed, having no choice but to give up.
He could only pray silently that the Sixth Prince would be able to pull through this ordeal.
If he truly cannot overcome this, his daughter will likely live with guilt for the rest of her life, and will never be able to love anyone else again.
An Chaoli didn't know if he had made a mistake in stopping them from seeing each other.
Is it too harsh to ask a man who would risk his life to protect his daughter?
After about a dozen basins of bloody water were sent out, when the last basin of bloody water was sent out, there was an extra arrow.
The arrow has been pulled out of Yi Chenli's body.
From late at night until sunrise, a full night passed before a dozen or so imperial physicians finally emerged from Yi Chenli's tent.
Their faces bore the marks of exhaustion, their clothes soaked with sweat and drying slowly. Countless times, when they came out, you could still faintly smell the stench of their sweat.
As soon as they stepped out of the tent, a girl rushed up to them eagerly.
"How is the Sixth Prince? Is he alright?"
"Is he in a lot of pain? How long will it take for him to recover?"
"..."
The girl bombarded the girl with a barrage of questions.
At the camp, Miss An wholeheartedly supported the Sixth Prince's disaster relief efforts, selflessly donating a large amount of food. And the Sixth Prince, at the critical moment of life and death, shielded the Sixth Prince with his own body from an arrow.
The imperial physicians saw it all; some feelings, even if the parties involved didn't admit them, were obvious to everyone.
If you truly like someone, and your heart and eyes are filled with them, you can't lie about it.
It turns out that there really are such wonderful girls in the world who only love that disabled and inconspicuous prince in the palace. It turns out that there really is a kind of love that can transcend the distance of life and death.
In a world where power reigns supreme and interests are paramount, this genuine affection seems all the more precious amidst the power struggles and conflicts between the imperial palace and the nobility.
Can true love really exist in a place like this?
Maybe.
The imperial physicians were somewhat at a loss, unsure how to explain the situation to the overly concerned girl before them. They were afraid of upsetting her or disappointing her. Physician Hu turned his gaze to Lord An.
An Chaoli thought for a moment and then said, "Please tell me the truth, Physician Hu."
Physician Hu was silent for a while, and when he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse: "The Sixth Prince is truly the most special case I have ever treated. I have never seen anything like this before."
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