Zhou Leping lay on the stretcher, on the verge of death, "Master Lin, when my son wakes up, I have to tell him this. If he overestimates himself next time, this general will not be able to save him with my life."

Lin Jing stomped his feet in anger. When the emperor heard the news and came over, he saw Lin Jing there. His dragon face darkened as he shouted, "Master Lin, can't you see that the general is injured? If you're not clear on right and wrong, then say that the general harmed your son.

When the emperor came, Lin Jing's arrogance immediately disappeared and he embarrassedly retreated to the side. However, he still had unwillingness on his face, "Your majesty, this subject …."

"Right now, I don't want to hear anything. Step down!"

Lin Shan was concerned about the situation and was in chaos. At this time, he came over to find trouble with Zhou Leping and was indeed under the suspicion that they were trying to pin him down. The Emperor was furious, so he decided to not argue anymore.

Zhao Shiqian did not dare to look at the wounds on Zhou Leping's body, nor did he dare look at her face.

Zhou Leping placed his arm on his face, closed his eyes and said, "This subject is covered in blood, I am afraid of disturbing Your Majesty, I should ask Your Majesty to move out of the tent."

He Shibi took a step forward and advised, "Your majesty, there is Dr Zhu here, you should follow me out first."

Zhao Shiqian wanted to leave, but he was unable to move his feet. He had been injured severely during the triumphant return, but he had never seen her wounds before, hence he could not see them. He did not know how his flesh and blood could be injured to such an extent.

His voice was slightly choked with sobs as he tried his best to hold on. Finally, he gave her a deep look and turned around decisively, "We... I'll see you later. "

Outside, Qi Si and Zhao Deng were anxiously waiting. When Zhao Deng saw Zhao Shiqian coming out, he quickly chased after him. He wanted to ask about Zhou Leping's situation, "Royal Brother, Zi Xi..."

Zhao Shiqian stopped and pursed his lips, his face ashen, "Have you found bear's corpse?"

I found it! Qi Si went to pull it back, and it was life-threatening injury on his chest, and Zi Xi's dagger was still stuck on it.

Zhao Shiqian's heart was not at all pleased, the veins on his forehead bulged as he said, "Guard her for us."

Zhao Deng nodded, "Yes."

After Zhao Shiqian left, Zhou Leping lowered his arm. Her entire body was in pain, the wounds were scorching hot, and even her breathing was torturous. He turned his head to look at Zhu Guanliang who was pouring out the medicinal herbs, and his face became so dark that he did not look like he wanted to help heal her, but more like he wanted to poison her.

"If you want to kill me, then give me a quick death. I'll feel a chill just by looking at you like this."

Zhu Guanliang turned his head to look at her, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense!" Try taking two claws! "

"You still have the strength to speak. It seems like you still don't have enough pain."

Zhou Leping stared at him, wanting to curse, but he did not have the strength to do so. He could only say it weakly, and let it go, "Even if you want to kill me, can't you do it faster? "It really hurts …"

He removed the herbs that had been applied to her wound, and the handkerchief was soaked in hot water to help her clean it.

Zhou Leping's head buzzed, he could vaguely see that Yue Yang had untied his clothes, but he did not forget to warn him, "Don't look around where you shouldn't."

Her voice was weak. It was clearly a warning, but it sounded more like a plea.

Zhou Leping was the heaviest person to have been treated by Zhu Guanliang ever since he started learning medicine, and he had also seen him. He was the person who was the most capable of killing himself twice in the shortest amount of time.

Even though he was used to being expressionless and not being able to change his expression due to the storm, his frown never dropped when he saw the wounds on her body.

"I've never seen a woman with so many wounds. I wonder what the General's future husband will think when he sees her."

Zhou Leping took a deep breath, then laughed: "It's not that I'm scaring you, but I've already been seen by you everywhere, and even if I don't get married, I'll probably have to be wronged and marry you."

He looked up at her, his expression serious, as if he were actually considering the feasibility of her words.

Zhou Leping sighed and looked away, "I was just joking, you better not take it seriously, if not, this general will feel the guilt of torturing a young man from a noble family!"

"I'm kidding. I'm afraid that the general won't be able to get married in this lifetime. In this world, there shouldn't be any man who would dare to marry a general, right?" Furthermore … "The general can't keep others in his heart either."

Hearing him mention Zhao Shiqian, Zhou Leping felt a sense of shame. He gritted his teeth and threatened, "You are not allowed to criticize this general!"

"Didn't the general start this first?"

She still wanted to refute him, but she didn't have the strength to do so. It was unknown if it was because Zhu Guanliang had too many complaints about her and his actions were too heavy, but she clenched her teeth and resisted the urge to cry out. When she turned her head, she saw him take out a silver needle and thread her needle.

She took a deep breath. "Can't you give me a bowl of boiling water?"

"I almost forgot it when you didn't tell me."

Zhou Leping determined that this person was definitely a petty person, since he was usually so harsh and angry towards him. He openly didn't say anything, but was actually thinking of settling the score with her, so it was better not to be too fussy about petty people, especially when he was a doctor. He might force himself to feed him medicine one day, but at that time, he might even die without knowing how.

As the bowl of boiling water dispersed, Zhou Leping slowly closed his eyes. He no longer felt pain, no longer felt anything, and when he opened his eyes, other than his moving head, his entire body was wrapped up like a dumpling.

When she saw her bloody bra hanging on the chair, she closed her eyes and decided that she might as well just die.

It was very noisy outside the tent. Her throat was parched and she wanted to ask for a bowl of water to drink, but every time she moved her mouth, her internal organs would hurt.

Could she be crippled!?

Zhu Guanliang wouldn't really drug her to seek revenge, right?

"You're awake?" Although Zhou Leping could not move a single inch, and only had a single tab in front of him, she would never be able to hear the voice wrong in her entire life.

"Why can't I move? Zhu Guanliang, you can't really be so petty as to want to take revenge on this general, right? "

Zhu Guanliang walked to the side of her bed and looked down at her, "General, do you think I look like a fool?"

He had attacked her here, not in revenge, but in mutual destruction.

Zhou Leping heaved a sigh of relief, but was still worried about his current situation, "Then why am I... can't move? "

"The numbing heat hasn't passed yet, and yet you're wrapping it up again … "Like an exquisite dumpling, of course I can't move." He was very satisfied with his craftsmanship, so he specifically added the word "exquisite" in front of the dumpling.

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