After Song Huan finished criticizing the system, he suddenly discovered something terrible.
What if Pei Chen's wound gets infected or something unexpected happens, and he doesn't survive past fifteen days, then wouldn't she have to lose a year of her life?
In other words, she came to the military camp with great difficulty to complete the random task, but not only did she not earn any health points, she might even lose money?
What a losing business this is!
Song Huan covered his chest and had a myocardial infarction.
At this moment, the white transfer station in front of him suddenly became dazzlingly bright. Song Huan couldn't help but frown and close his eyes.
"...Who are you?" Before she could open her eyes, she heard Pei Yan's low voice.
Song Huan's heart tightened, and his eyelids moved, but he didn't open them.
Pei Yan paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on Song Huan lying on the bed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Since you're awake, open your eyes."
Song Huan: "..." She just rolled her eyes, and he actually noticed that she was awake?
This observation ability is the devil!
Song Huan reluctantly opened his eyes and blinked in confusion: "...Marquis? What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?"
Pei Yan said in a clear voice: "Two days and one night."
"So long?" Song Huan suddenly opened his eyes wide, a little surprised.
What the hell is this system doing? It took two days and one night to get her back. Who would sleep for that long?!
"Maybe I was too tired after not sleeping that night, so I slept a little longer this time."
Song Huan hurriedly explained.
Although after she finished explaining, she felt that this explanation was not very good...
Pei Yan said nothing, but stood up, lowered his eyes and said to her, "I will order someone to call the military doctor to take your pulse."
The candlelight in the tent was dim, and shadows danced brightly and darkly on Pei Yan's face. Song Huan looked up and saw the bloodshot in his eyes...
"Hmm." She replied softly, but a puzzlement welled up in her heart. Could it be that Pei Yan was watching over her while she slept...? No way?
Pei Yan turned and left.
Song Huan looked at his back as he left, and found that he seemed to have lost some weight.
Outside the tent, Pei Yan's voice instructing Qin Shi to call a military doctor drifted into the tent intermittently.
Song Huan listened to the sound, sat up from the bed, and looked through the gap in the screen towards the direction of the tent curtain.
Although she couldn't see anyone, her eyes were fixed on the direction of the door curtain...
She felt a strange feeling in her heart, bloated and a little uncomfortable.
But she couldn't figure out why she felt uncomfortable...
A moment later, Pei Yan came back.
Song Huan calmed down and quickly lay back down.
It was not until Pei Yan walked to the bed that she sat up again and curled her eyes at him.
Pei Yan's brows were deeply furrowed, and he stared at Song Huan without blinking.
"Are you... tired?" Song Huan felt a little uneasy when he looked at her like that, and tried to find a topic to talk about uncomfortably.
Pei Yan did not answer her, but took a step forward and sat on the bed. The flames of the two candles just happened to reflect into his eyes.
"When did you wake up?" he asked in a low voice.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment: "...I just woke up."
"Hmm?" Pei Yan uttered a faint syllable from his throat, but it was full of questioning meaning, and it was obvious that he did not believe Song Huan's answer.
Song Huan: "..." Has her credibility in Pei Yan's heart become so bad?
"It was really when you asked me to open my eyes just now. My mind was just clearing up at that time."
Song Huan wanted to cry but had no tears. "I admit that I wanted to play a trick on you when I first woke up, but you found out and exposed me..."
Seeing her like this, Pei Yan's face was almost broken.
But when he thought about this woman who always lied to him and pretended to be asleep after waking up, his heart turned cold again. "What? Do you feel wronged?"
Song Huan stole a glance at Pei Yan upon hearing the sound. Not only were his eyes bloodshot, but he even had a green stubble on his chin... Perhaps when she slept these past few days, he really hadn't slept a single moment...
"No, I don't feel wronged." Thinking of this possibility, Song Huan hurriedly shook her head. If this happened to her, she would probably be even more angry.
But it's not entirely her fault.
If she hadn't heard Pei Yan questioning her as soon as she woke up, she wouldn't have thought of pretending to sleep to avoid the question...
But in fact, even if Pei Yan had doubts, she had nothing to be afraid of.
The people who have lived with the original body for the longest time and know it best are none other than the Song family.
But now all the members of the Song family are dead, and there is no evidence. No matter how Pei Yan suspects her, as long as she keeps her mouth shut and denies it, then this Song Huan will be the original Song Huan.
"Master, the military doctor is here." Qin Shi reported outside the tent.
"Come in." Pei Yan stood up from the bed and stood with his hands behind his back.
Junying walked in with his body bent, his steps very fast. During the day, he informed his master that the lady would definitely wake up at noon tomorrow. Now it was just evening when the Marquis ordered someone to call him... Could it be that something happened to the lady?
Thinking of this, the military doctor couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and hurriedly stopped outside the screen, "Master, but Madam..."
The military doctor didn't dare to say anything unlucky. He twirled the words on his tongue mid-sentence and uttered two auspicious words, "—Awake?"
Pei Yan responded indifferently.
The military doctor's heart instantly relaxed. "Can I take Madam's pulse?"
Pei Yan responded indifferently again.
The military doctor lowered his head and walked into the screen carrying the medicine box.
Song Huan looked at the military doctor and found that it was the same doctor who helped her remove the arrowhead from Pei Chen that night.
"Please, Madam, extend your hand."
I don’t know if it was because Pei Yan was standing too close, but the old doctor had a serious face and spoke to Song Huan as if he had never seen her before.
Song Huan couldn't help wanting to laugh, but looking at Pei Yan with a cold face beside her, she held back her laughter and stretched out her wrist.
The old doctor raised his hand and placed it on her wrist. He tilted his head slightly and frowned in thought for a long time.
"Doctor, how am I? Am I okay?"
For some reason, Song Huan knew clearly that he was fine, but every time these doctors took his pulse, they always had an expression that said "Oh no, this disease is incurable", which made Song Huan gradually lose confidence, as if he really had an incurable disease.
"Madam, there's nothing wrong with your health." The old doctor pondered for a moment and then said slowly, "You're just worried too much and your body is easily tired, so you're a little sleepy."
"I have written a prescription for you, Madam, to nourish your body. Please rest more these days and don't overwork yourself. You will be well again soon."
Song Huan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, and nodded, "Thank you, doctor."
The old doctor hurriedly bowed and said, "Madam, you are too kind to me. I don't deserve it."
Song Huan: "..." No, she doesn't deserve your courtesy.
"Step back and hand the prescription to Qin Shi." Pei Yan ordered in a cold voice.
"Yes, master." After the old doctor finished speaking, he picked up the medicine box and left the tent.
Song Huan looked at the old doctor's back as he almost fled in panic, and felt a little envious. She also wanted to escape... but she didn't really want to face Pei Yan.
However, she didn't expect that Pei Yan stood at the head of the bed for a while, but did not go to the bed to rest. Instead, he said: "I still have official business to deal with, so I can't accompany you tonight."
Song Huan: “???”
This guy has dark circles under his eyes as heavy as a panda. Why doesn’t he take a rest?
"What business is so urgent?"
Pei Yan was startled and narrowed his eyes: "Madam, are you interested?"
I'm not interested at all!
Song Huan complained in his heart.
After muttering inwardly, he unconsciously expressed his worries: "You look like you haven't had a rest in a long time. If the official business is not that urgent, you can take a break and deal with it tomorrow."
The inquiry in Pei Yan's eyes finally disappeared, and he pursed his lips slightly, "It's urgent."
"But if my lady is in good spirits now, she could help me. Perhaps I can finish my official duties sooner."
Song Huan's face was filled with doubt. "I help you? That's not a good idea, right?"
Pei Yan said, "It's alright, I trust you."
Song Huan: "..." I feel like there's something fishy about this statement.
But... looking at Pei Yan's haggard face, she couldn't bear to refuse.
"Okay then." Song Huan got off the bed, but his body felt a little weak and he staggered.
Pei Yan's eyes flashed, and he quickly reached out to support her.
"I think it would be best if you stay in the tent and rest."
"It doesn't matter."
Song Huan stood up straight immediately. "It's just that I've been lying down for too long, and my legs are temporarily weak."
"I've been asleep for so long, and now I can't fall asleep, so I'd better help you."
Otherwise, after staying up late tonight to finish his official duties, he would have to go to the training grounds early tomorrow morning for training. At noon or afternoon, he would be summoned by a general to the central military tent to discuss tactical deployments and so on. He didn't know when he would be able to rest...
Song Huan didn't want Pei Yan to die suddenly from overwork before he could even fight the hero and heroine in the book.
…
Song Huan followed Pei Yan to his tent.
The last time she came here, Song Huan didn't have the chance to take a good look at this guy's tent. This time, after a careful look, she found that although the layout of Pei Yan's tent was similar to hers, every item was simpler than the ones in her tent.
Last time, Chen Ji and Gu Rui Niang treated Jin Zhi's arrow wound on a low couch. Song Huan glanced at the couch indifferently. There seemed to be a few traces of dried blood on it.
"Your couch... you should have someone replace it later."
Jinzhi was dead after all. Song Huan felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the bloodstains.
Pei Yan followed her gaze and naturally saw the bloodstains on the low couch. "This Marquis does not need the couch. It is just for decoration on weekdays. I will have it removed tomorrow."
In fact, when his men carried Jinzhi back to the camp that day, he calculated that Song Huan would arrive soon, so he had Jinzhi carried to his tent... Otherwise, Jinzhi should have died long ago.
After hearing what he said, Song Huan nodded with satisfaction.
"By the way, what did you do with Gu Ruiniang?"
Song Huan suddenly thought of this matter, and she felt that Doctor Chen was actually a relatively reasonable person.
Although he was emotionally reluctant to see Jinzhi being hanged, he knew in his heart that Jinzhi had committed a serious mistake and deserved to be punished.
Perhaps, Doctor Chen’s relationship with Jinzhi as a teacher and disciple is not that deep.
This can be seen from the fact that he never pleaded with Pei Yan for Jinzhi.
The reason that prompted him to join the hero in the book and make up his mind to kill Pei Yan... must be Gu Rui Niang.
For Gu Rui Niang, Doctor Chen begged Pei Yan again and again.
Pei Yan sat down at the desk, which was already half covered with official documents. He looked up at Song Huan and asked instead of answering, "Aren't you going to help me?"
"..." Song Huan walked over obediently, his eyes curved with a smile as he asked, "My Lord, please tell me what you want me to do for you?"
Pei Yan's expression remained unchanged: "Grind."
Song Huan: “…”Okay.
Considering that he has been with her for two days and one night, I will grind it for her.
Fortunately, I already know how to grind.
She also practiced it several times a few days ago in order to write a letter to Pei Yan.
But while Song Huan was grinding, Pei Yan began to concentrate on his work, with no intention of answering her questions at all.
Song Huan couldn't help but ask, "My Lord, you won't execute Gu Rui Niang... too?"
Pei Yan's hand holding the pen kept writing, "Want to know?"
Song Huan: "Yes."
Pei Yan paused for a moment, then looked up at her: "How do you want me to deal with her?"
Song Huan frowned and thought for a moment, then said pertinently, "Just don't execute her. The main thing is, aren't Doctor Gu and Doctor Chen husband and wife?"
"Doctor Chen has done nothing wrong. If you execute Gu Rui Niang, what will happen to Doctor Chen?"
Pei Yan chuckled lightly, curling the corners of his lips coldly, "Madam, what do you think, how about killing them all?"
Song Huan was stunned. "Kill them all?"
Pei Yan's eyes darkened. "Chen Ji is not only a military doctor, but also an advisor to this marquis."
"He is a man of deep scheming and exceptional intelligence. Now that Jinzhi and Gu Ruiniang have come to light, he has become disloyal. If he cannot wholeheartedly submit to me, it is better to kill him and eradicate the root of the problem."
"..." Song Huan was silent for a moment.
Gu Rui Niang was certainly wrong, but did she have to pay the price of death for her mistakes? Song Huan couldn't argue clearly.
But even if she died, Song Huan would not feel any regret.
But towards Dr. Chen... her thoughts were complicated.
He did nothing wrong and even saved many people. If Song Huan were to say it now, he should not have died.
But she also knew that if Doctor Chen didn't die, he would definitely target Pei Yan in the future.
He has been with Pei Yan for many years and knows Pei Yan quite well.
This is also a key factor in the hero and heroine's ability to defeat Pei Yan in the book...
"My Lord, have you... killed everyone?"
After a moment of silence, Song Huan met Pei Yan's eyes and asked softly.
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