Chapter 63 Are You Doubting Me?
Zhan Beiheng stopped at the gate of the yard. The little girl's rosy face was puffed up, looking so cute and adorable that it made people want to laugh.
Of course he didn't laugh because he was afraid that she would get angry and cry.
Seeing that he had deliberately stopped to wait for her, Baoer quickened her pace and walked towards him.
"Do you want to see your mother soon?" Zhan Beiheng squatted in front of her. The little girl had long and curly eyelashes like crow feathers, and her big black eyes were watery.
The little face was round and rosy, and there were beads of sweat on the forehead.
"I do." Baoer blinked.
"Hold me, king."
"I don't want to hug you." Baoer said arrogantly with a twisted face.
"I want to use my Qinggong skills to take you to the General's Mansion. Since you don't want to, let's go slowly." Zhan Beiheng said as he was about to stand up.
Baoer's eyes lit up, and she held him tightly with her hands, saying contemptuously, "Why don't you just say no? Why do you have to tease me?"
Zhan Beiheng: “…”
Unexpectedly, the little girl was quite smart and could actually see that he was teasing her.
…
general's mansion.
Nan Jiao hid behind Jiang Huai, "Is the dog gone?"
Jiang Huai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was obviously not afraid of anything except dogs. "It's already been locked up. Don't worry. Let's go."
Nan Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from behind him.
The yard was quiet and the big black dog was not there.
Under Jiang Huai's guidance, Nan Jiao saw Jiang Yan sitting in a wheelchair. She felt sorry for the original owner, because she was the one who tricked Jiang Yan there.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost his legs.
Nan Jiao suppressed her emotions and walked over, "Second brother, let me help you heal your legs, I will help you stand up!"
Jiang Yan looked at her with cold eyes.
The woman's eyes were firm and powerful, her expression was sincere, and she looked inexplicably reassuring.
Should he give her a chance?
"Second brother, you know that Nan Jiao helped the prince detoxify. This shows that her medical skills are indeed good." Jiang Huai walked up and patted him on the shoulder.
He wished he could stand up.
Otherwise, the gap between him and Nan Jiao will never be resolved.
Jiang Yan had a thoughtful expression on his face. He had naturally heard from his elder brother about how Nan Jiao helped the Crown Prince detoxify. Was her medical skill really that amazing?
"Let me try." Nan Jiao said again.
"Try it? Give me hope and then let me down?" There was a bitter and painful smile on Jiang Yan's handsome face. He had been sitting in a wheelchair for more than two years.
Now I don't dare to hold out hope.
I was even more afraid of thinking I had a chance and ended up pushing him into the abyss again.
Instead, it is better not to expect it.
At least I won't be disappointed, despair, or feel hopeless anymore.
Looking at his painful expression, Nan Jiao swallowed back the harsh words that were about to come out of her mouth. She had never experienced his despair, so naturally she couldn't talk without feeling pain in her waist.
But she still had to persuade him.
"If you succeed, you can stand up. If you fail... no, I will definitely succeed!" Nan Jiao said firmly. She would not let herself fail.
She knew very well that if he couldn't be cured, he would be in despair again.
Jiang Yan said calmly: "You can go back."
Nan Jiao took a deep breath, walked up to him and stood still, and said coldly: "Jiang Yan, you are not even afraid of going to the battlefield, why don't you try again?"
"No matter how bad it gets, it will only be another disappointment. You are a soldier who stands tall and proud. If you encounter difficulties on the battlefield, will you retreat?"
"Of course not!"
"Then you should treat your leg treatment as going to the battlefield," said Nan Jiao.
"How can it be the same?" Jiang Yan glared at her angrily.
"You are not even brave enough to face such a minor setback as your leg treatment. I doubt whether you dare to face the enemy on the battlefield."
Zhan Beiheng walked in holding Baoer, his angular face was tense and his dark eyes were sharp.
Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly, and he said firmly: "I dare!"
"Since you dare, let Jiang Nanjiao treat your legs. If you can stand up, I will allow you to go to the Black Iron Cavalry Camp." Zhan Beiheng made a promise.
"Really? Really?" Jiang Yan excitedly grasped the wheelchair tightly with both hands.
"Are you questioning me?" Zhan Beiheng said in a cold tone.
Jiang Yan looked uncomfortable and stammered, "No, no, I didn't expect that I could join King Jin's Black Iron Cavalry Camp."
"I'll give you a chance, do you want it?" Zhan Beiheng asked.
"Yes!" Jiang Yan said firmly without hesitation. He had been learning martial arts with his grandfather and father since he was a child, just to fight on the battlefield like them in the future.
After growing up.
What he longed for most was the Black Iron Cavalry Camp, which was under the jurisdiction of King Jin and not everyone could go there.
"Failure is not scary. What is scary is losing the courage to start over. If you don't even have this courage, you don't deserve to be the Black Iron Knight!" Zhan Beiheng said coldly.
Nan Jiao gave him a thumbs up in her heart.
She always remembered one sentence.
People should never lose the courage to start over.
Jiang Yan was stunned, and he carefully recalled what Zhan Beiheng said in his heart. There seemed to be two voices in his heart pulling him, one telling him to treat his leg, and the other telling him not to treat his leg.
"Second brother, it seems that you don't really want to join the Black Iron Riding..." Nan Jiao looked at him with a smile.
"I'll treat it!" Jiang Yan interrupted her in a loud and powerful voice.
After seeing his agreement, Nan Jiao smiled slightly, "I won't let you down, believe me!"
Jiang Yan looked at her.
Could he trust her again?
In the room.
Nan Jiao examined Jiang Yan's legs. As she examined him, her brows furrowed. Perhaps because it had been delayed for more than two years, his legs had become necrotic.
"Is it very difficult to cure?" Jiang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. After all, he was just daydreaming.
“It’s very difficult to cure, but it’s not impossible to cure it. It just depends on whether you can endure the hardship.” Nan Jiao raised her head and looked at him solemnly.
It's not just a little suffering, but a lot of suffering.
Suffering unusual pain.
"I can!" Jiang Yan said hurriedly. As long as he could stand up, he could endure any hardship.
Nan Jiao nodded, stood up and walked towards the desk, picked up a pen and quickly wrote a prescription for Jiang Huai, "Brother, let the second brother soak in the medicinal bath for one incense stick every night."
Jiang Huai took the prescription: "Don't worry, I will supervise him."
"I will start formal treatment in seven days, and that's when the pain will begin. Second brother, you should be mentally prepared." Nan Jiao said seriously.
She was worried that he couldn't bear it.
"I'm not afraid!" Jiang Yan said firmly.
Nan Jiao said nothing more, stood up and walked towards Zhan Beiheng, "Why did you bring Baoer here?"
"She wanted to come here on her own initiative." Zhan Beiheng said. He didn't know why he thought of bringing her to see Jiang Nanjiao at that time. He obviously shouldn't have paid any attention to her.
"It's obvious that you lured me here." Baoer said contemptuously.
Zhan Beiheng: “…”
Not only was he not grateful, but he actually gave him away.
"Was it the royal family who spread the news that I had a child out of wedlock?" Nan Jiao asked after she thought of something.
"Are you doubting me?" Zhan Beiheng's handsome face turned pale in an instant, his eyes cold and fierce.
Nan Jiao chuckled: "I mean the royal family, not you!"
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