Lin Qingge almost screamed, but Chu Nanfeng pressed her into his arms in time: "Okay, nothing will happen. Let's go home first."
"Okay, go home." At this time, her mind was completely confused. As a doctor, her calmness and composure when facing such things completely disappeared.
She had no idea how she got into the carriage, let alone how she dealt with Mrs. Lin.
It wasn't until the carriage started to move that she fully regained her consciousness. She reached out to pull his cloak, but he grabbed his wrist again.
"Don't move! I'm a doctor and I want to check your wounds!"
"Small injury." His voice was very calm, and the rhythm of Chinese Valentine's Day did not change much from usual, but it made her feel even more uneasy.
"I'll know if it's a minor injury or not. If you don't show it to me, are you afraid that I'll find something?" She looked up at him, her eyes firm and slightly red.
Being stared at by her like that, a look of helplessness appeared on his face: "It's not that I won't let you see it, it's just that I can't do it now. We'll talk about it when we get back home. If someone discovers it, we'll be in trouble."
Just now at the Lin family, he pretended that nothing happened, so why didn't others see him?
Is it possible that the person who deals with him has a strong background?
All kinds of questions were swirling in her head. Lin Qingge was in a state of confusion. Coupled with the incident involving Aunt Liu, she felt that her emotions were almost in a state of collapse.
Chu Nanfeng was very indifferent. He held her hand and chuckled: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. If something happens, it will be impossible to come back awake."
That makes sense, don't say it next time.
She had seen countless patients being carried in front of her, and neither the tragedy of the car accident nor the despair of the battlefield had ever frightened her so much.
At this moment, she understood in her heart that some things could not be deceived.
In fact, it is a beautiful thing to think about. You will meet countless people throughout your life, but never meet that person who will make you dream. It will be a regret after all.
After figuring everything out and feeling no burden, she felt very calm.
Taking a deep breath, she sorted out her thoughts: "Chu Nanfeng, what's going on? It's so good, why did you go out of the city and get ambushed?"
Before, when I returned from a long journey from the border, I encountered unpredictable things on the way. The suburbs of the capital, what kind of place is this? Some people dare to act arrogantly?
That is not a rhythm that will be destroyed every minute.
"After the morning session, His Majesty said that Qin Tian detected a strange scene in the suburbs today and asked me to go and take a look on His Majesty's behalf." Chu Nanfeng's voice was very serious. Considering his usual behavior, this statement was definitely not a joke.
But Lin Qingge's face couldn't help but twitch.
Did Emperor Zhou have a flaw in his mind, or did he think his subordinates were abnormal, so he designed his subordinates in this way?
Once something happens, who can't imagine what the truth is?
She raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows: "So, the person targeting you now is Your Majesty?"
"no."
Two simple words, sonorous and powerful, making it difficult for people to doubt his judgment.
But Lin Qingge still poured cold water on him: "He asked you to leave the city for such a ridiculous reason. It's nothing if something like this happens, right? After all, as long as you can't come back, this matter will be over."
"If His Majesty wants to take action, there is no need to do so. The palace guards swarmed forward. Even if I have peerless magic, there is nothing I can do."
Makes sense.
She had been tortured by watching TV before, and she always felt that the so-called strong martial arts meant that thousands of soldiers and horses were like no one in the field.
But think about it, a good tiger can't fight a group of wolves, let alone one person against ten thousand people?
No matter how powerful it is, it will eventually turn into a puddle of meat!
Lin Qingge's brows did not relax because the matter had nothing to do with Emperor Zhou, but instead frowned more tightly: "Who is that? It can't be that someone knew that you were going out of the city, so they made such an arrangement, right?"
Chu Nanfeng shook his head gently: "The people in the ambush all committed suicide by taking poison."
"You have no idea at all?"
He didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.
Her eyes were obviously very calm, but Lin Qingge felt that she could see the answer in his eyes.
Zhou Chengzhang, who has not been seen for a long time, issued an order to seek medical treatment. Is it really a coincidence that things happened so coincidentally?
The carriage stopped at the door of the house. Lin Qingge didn't think much. She and Chu Nanfeng got out of the car and pretended to go back to the house as usual.
After entering the room, she stretched out her hand and pulled off his cloak without giving him a chance to refuse.
The brocade robe inside had a cut on its abdomen, and the brocade robe was soaked in blood, making it look very scary.
"sit down!"
"I'm fine."
"It's okay, that's what the doctor said, not you."
At this time, Lin Qingge's body was shaking slightly, but her mind was extremely clear.
She used scissors to cut open his clothes, revealing the wound on his abdomen, which made her gasp.
The fifteen centimeter-long incision made the skin and flesh turn outward, and the blood had already stained several layers of clothes. The blood stains on the coat are even somewhat dried now, making it look particularly terrifying.
What kind of perseverance did he rely on to be able to suffer such a serious injury without showing it at all, and even breathing was the same as usual.
Lin Qingge arranged for someone to boil hot water and boil anesthetic. After carefully cleaning his wound, he took out the needle and thread.
"The wound is too long, and I guess you don't have time to rest, so you have to suture it." She said and handed him the Ma Fei Powder, "Drink it."
About a quarter of an hour later, he frowned: "Why do I feel...a little sleepy..."
"It's okay to be sleepy..."
Before she could finish her words, he leaned over and lay on the bed.
Lin Qingge took the needle and thread that had been prepared and carefully began to suture his wound.
It doesn't take long, just the time for a cup of tea.
Taking a closer look at his injuries, they were not serious, but it made her heart feel like she had been stabbed hard.
She reached out and gently stroked his cheek, and said in a thin and silent voice: "Chu Nanfeng, before I thought that getting involved in your plan would be a thrilling and exciting thing. Once it succeeds, in the historian's writings, it will last forever. Leave your name. How many people come and go, is it not for this?"
"How honored am I to have this opportunity?"
"But now, I don't want to anymore. Chu Nanfeng, after you get better, let's leave this place of right and wrong and be an ordinary couple, okay?"
Lin Qingge lay beside him, being careful not to press on his wounds. She lay on his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, love makes people blind. If I hadn't fallen in love with you, I could still swim. Meng Tianxia. But now, everything has changed."
As her mumblings became slurred, she drifted into a deep sleep.
