"What are you crying for!" He Yue snapped irritably. Li Shun'er immediately stopped crying and looked up at He Yue in astonishment.
Seeing that she made way for the man to be carried inside, he followed her in, quickly getting up and going in after her.
The imperial physician followed, along with Emperor Kangxi, the Crown Prince, Prince Zhi, Prince Lian, and others.
With the help of maids and soldiers, the arrow was removed, the bleeding was stopped, medicine was applied, and bandages were bandaged—a series of actions that were dazzling.
Throughout this process, Thirteen remained unconscious; only her trembling eyelashes, furrowed brows, and muffled groans reminded one that she was still alive.
He Yue stood to the side, staring blankly at Thirteen's blood-soaked appearance. She had never been so afraid before, and even though she knew he could be alright, she still couldn't control her fear.
Was he lying unconscious in a hospital bed like this last time? But at that time, He Yue only knew that he was injured, she did not see it with her own eyes, and she did not have the chaotic feelings she has now.
Because she knew Thirteen wouldn't die.
But at this moment, Thirteen was so close to death that even just looking at him made He Yue's heart tremble, fearing that he would never wake up again.
Watching the imperial physician bustling about, Heyue sat silently beside Thirteen, reaching out to hold one of his hands, which was also cold. Heyue clenched her teeth to keep from crying, conveying the warmth of her palm to him.
Seeing that she didn't cry at all, Kangxi kept his eyes fixed on the unconscious Thirteenth Prince, never looking away for a moment. Anyone with eyes could see her tension and worry. He reached out and patted her shoulder, sighing, "Heyue, don't worry, Yinxiang will be alright."
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