Dawn is about to break, but it is also the darkest moment of the day.
The Princess Mansion has always been frugal. In order to save candles at night, no lights are allowed in the gardens or corridors except in occupied and necessary rooms.
When Danyang chased him out, although there was light in all the conspicuous rooms, the corridors and remote and unobtrusive places were still dark.
Bai Zhi, who was in charge outside, was busy making arrangements and approving notes to the servants, asking them to go to the small warehouse to collect incense and candles to light up every corner of Mingxia Residence as instructed.
Everyone was so busy that they didn't notice the petite figure who suddenly appeared silently and silently at the door.
Danyang quickly glanced around and soon saw Mr. Wu's back among the dancing shadows of the trees, following the little maid holding the lantern, walking along the corridor.
As soon as her eyes lit up, she ran over without asking anyone to hold the lamp.
"Mr. Wu."
Although Danyang's demeanor was not affected when he walked quickly, because his body still lacked exercise, it became difficult to control his breath after being unable to take two steps in such a hurry.
After trying his best to speak out calmly and not being rude to the old doctor Wu, Danyang had to stand and try to catch his breath for a few breaths before he raised his head again and said with a faint smile:
"I'll see you off."
The old doctor Wu who was stopped was not surprised. Even when Danyang was calm, he calmly looked around and selected a gauze-shielded viewing pavilion in the courtyard. Then he lowered his head and smiled at Danyang:
"I remember that when the people from the Princess Mansion came to the Tai Hospital, they said that the princess was injured."
As he spoke, he looked at Danyang with a clear and kind look and said, "Your injury must not have been treated yet.
There's no rush to go back home, let's go to the pavilion first. "
Danyang was worried in his heart that the way out of the mansion was too short, and he was afraid that he would not be able to ask many questions in time. Therefore, although her face looked calm and her manners were graceful, her mind was actually racing at full speed with anxiety.
So when she heard this for the first time, she was so surprised that her whole body relaxed instantly, and her hands that had been clenched unconsciously finally relaxed.
Danyang nodded and smiled brightly and relaxedly, and said sincerely with a pun:
"Okay, thank you Mr. Wu."
After entering the viewing pavilion and sending the lamp-holding maid to fetch purified water, a fire basin and other items, the wide view became an excellent place for a confidential conversation.
But before Danyang could think of how to speak, Dr. Wu smiled kindly and said:
"No matter what you want to ask me, please show me the injury first."
Danyang was stunned. After Yiyan showed his injured hand, he was still thinking about how to not be rude and ask her doubts to the point.
It wasn't until there was a sudden burning pain in her palm that she was brought back to the present moment.
"hiss--"
The violent pain came too suddenly, and Danyang, who was unprepared, couldn't help but take a deep breath.
According to rumors, Mr. Wu, who has always been calm and gentle, is known to be reassuring during his consultations. But he would never do something harsh like this without even saying hello...
Danyang was in pain and confused. He was so shocked that he forgot the words he had thought of before. And as soon as he raised his eyes, he met a pair of angry eyes.
"Princess, not to mention the parents who are suffering from it, even this pain is real and cannot be removed for a moment. How can you ruin yourself like this?"
Although Mr. Wu's tone was not harsh, the anger in it would make anyone shiver when they heard it.
The intense pain and the anger rushing towards his face made Danyang smile, but the smile was bitter but relieved.
"You're right."
After speaking with a slight sigh, she lowered her eyes and looked at the orange candlelight of the glass lamp, which had been wiped clean of blood, cut by the silver hairpin and stabbed unconsciously by her fingertips repeatedly. It had become ferocious and terrifying, like fangs exposed. The bloody wound suddenly relaxed.
"It hurts, it does hurt. But fortunately, there is still time! There must be a way..."
Danyang said, raised his head and smiled, without thinking about anything else, he asked straight to the point:
"Mom's condition, you said it's fine for now, but is there still a risk of a tire slip and even life-threatening injuries?"
Wu Laogang was shocked by Danyang's smile and confused. He was stunned when he heard the last sentence.
"Princess, you are too..." This worry is unfounded.
But before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Mr. Wu had already recalled the scenes he had seen and felt along the way, as well as the fact that the little girl in front of him was not even old enough to have hairpins.
After breathing silently for a moment, Mr. Wu looked at Danyang again, even more seriously.
"Princess, you can rest assured. I guarantee it with my decades of experience and reputation as a doctor. Although Your Highness is overly worried, it will definitely not endanger your life, and the image of a tire slipper has been stabilized. But if you are not careful again, I am afraid that you will be harmed." Both Your Highness and the child will suffer irreversible harm."
After hearing this, Danyang's complexion did not improve as Mr. Wu expected, but instead became more obscure and difficult to understand.
Just as he was wondering, Danyang raised his head again and asked:
"There is one more thing that I would like to ask Mr. Wu to enlighten me on."
The solemn expression on his face made Mr. Wu straighten his posture more and more.
"The princess wants to ask you something, but there's no harm in asking. However, I can only answer as best I can."
Danyang already knew this. He just nodded and said bluntly:
"I dare to ask Mr. Wu, do you have any clue about your feelings towards my mother?"
Although Mr. Wu was prepared, when he heard this question, he couldn't help but sigh deeply and shook his head.
Danyang took a deep breath, but still asked persistently: "Do you really not know, or are you inconvenient to tell me?"
After Wu Lao heard this and smiled bitterly for a moment, he raised his eyes and looked directly into Danyang's eyes, and replied neatly:
"The answer to this question, rather than letting others answer it, is why the princess should explore it herself. I think it is better to see it with my own eyes, hear it with my own ears, and think about it myself."
At this point, the maid who went to fetch the groceries happened to return.
After Wu Lao sighed, he turned around and said meaningfully:
"It's very rare for a princess to have such filial piety, but no matter how deep or far-reaching you think, it's better to focus on the present. But this is just my humble opinion. After all, you have to consider what you should do."
After Wu Lao smiled and sighed, he stood up to fetch water and purified his hands. He skillfully applied medicine to Danyang and bandaged it. He also left two bottles of fragrant jade white dew for her, and said goodbye:
"When Princess is changing the dressing, please remember to fill in this medicine. It has the effect of removing saprophysis and promoting muscle growth, and will not leave scars on your hands in the future. I will take my leave now. Princess, just stay here. Your Highness also needs you to go back and take care of me."
Danyang seemed to be in a trance the whole time, his eyes completely out of focus. He came back to his senses only when he heard Mr. Wu say goodbye.
At the same time, Zizhu also came to the pavilion. Mingxia's house had been arranged according to her instructions, and Bai Zhi took Zizhu's place to serve in the house.
Danyang stood up, chuckled at Mr. Wu and said:
"Thank you very much, sir. You really woke me up from my dream with your words. Please forgive me for being rude and I will only take you to the courtyard gate of Mingxia Residence."
After saying that, he raised his slender hand and sent it gently outside the pavilion, regaining the calmness and composure he had before entering the viewing pavilion.
