In the flash of lightning, Changfeng looked at the man.
The man grimaced and nodded to him.
hiss--
Changfeng took a breath of cold air.
Therefore, when a man's legs become weak and he falls, it is not because there is something wrong with his condition.
But he was scared by the third prince.
I don’t know whether the third prince is blind or not, but what is certain is:
Absolutely not stupid!
Changfeng didn't dare to look at the door. He stiffly supported the man and lay down on the bed beside him.
"Take off your clothes."
"Well, I took off my pants too." Leave a strip of underwear on.
Before Su Ruotang finished speaking, the man almost cried, "The third prince's concubine..."
Changfeng kept gesturing Su Ruotang to look at the door with his eyes.
Su Ruotang raised his eyebrows: "Are you having a convulsion in the corner of your eye?"
Changfeng: "..."
I feel so tired and there is no hope.
"Third Princess." Seeing His Highness's face getting darker and darker, Shen Shi said weakly.
Su Ruotang stiffened.
Her slender and long eyelashes trembled twice.
Well……
Why do I have an inexplicable feeling of being caught and raped by my husband?
Pooh!
A hair-grabbing traitor.
She is a doctor.
That's the patient.
Doctors treat patients as a matter of course.
Thinking of this, she turned around and looked at Mo Ronyan, "Let me check his injuries."
The man grabbed his collar. A grown man pretended to be a little wife and looked at Mo Ronyan pitifully.
It looked like Su Ruotang was a man who robbed a common woman.
"No need to check, Third Princess, I'm recovering well..."
Looking at his little daughter-in-law appearance, Su Ruotang inadvertently caught a glimpse of the cloud-white figure at the door from the corner of his eye, and realized it later.
"So your legs are weak, not because of your illness?"
Alarm bells rang all over the man's body.
This question is simply a proposition.
How should he answer?
Changfeng coughed lightly: "Miss, he is fine and recovering well."
Su Ruotang: "..."
I see it.
But you don’t have to say it!
The hair on Shen Shi's body stood up, his scalp was numb, and he spoke under great pressure, "Third Princess, Your Highness is tired."
Oh, for the sake of his humble life, please accompany His Highness back home as soon as possible.
After understanding the meaning in Shen Shi's eyes, Su Ruotang's face fell.
The news that the matchmaker came to Tan Mansion to propose marriage spread a lot in the streets and alleys.
Mo Ronyan must also know.
Now that she is back home, she will not be eaten alive by him.
Slowly moving in front of Mo Ronyan, Su Ruotang's little hand passed through the man's slender fingers and shook it slightly.
"Your Highness, I will find another patient. You can go and rest for a while. After I finish the diagnosis, I will go home with you~"
The girl's light and soft voice seemed to have a little hook, sweet and alluring.
The expression on Mo Ronyan's face softened slightly, and the coldness between his brows and eyes disappeared.
Su Ruotang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could persuade this big Buddha.
Who knows.
The next moment, he walked towards the house.
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes widened: "???"
Shen Shi conscientiously translated: "Third Princess, Your Highness is waiting for you here."
Su Ruotang: "..."
After the temperature in the room rose, the man quickly climbed off the couch, using his crutches, almost feeling that his legs were sound.
"Your Highness, the third prince and concubine, I will take my leave now."
Before the final note fell completely, his figure had disappeared.
Changfeng was dumbfounded and sighed: "Young man, you recover very quickly."
Su Ruotang blinked: "Your Highness has come two more times, and he doesn't need crutches anymore."
Mo Rongyan raised his eyes lightly.
His cold eyes fell on Su Ruotang through the white silk without saying a word.
Su Ruotang's scalp tightened and he laughed twice, "Just kidding."
It happened that a paralyzed man was carried in.
Seeing the savior, Su Ruotang hurried to the patient's side and began to diagnose the pulse.
Well, dog men are too scary.
The patient is still cute.
"Where is the injury?" Su Ruotang's face was serious and her back was straight.
"Neck."
"Take off your clothes."
As Su Ruotang finished speaking, the temperature in the room dropped.
Mo Rongyan put down the tea cup in his hand slowly.
Crisp crackling sound, not too loud.
Shen Shi and others suddenly felt a chill running from their tailbones to the top of their heads.
In just a moment, the chill suddenly disappeared.
Two young men slowly took off the patient's clothes.
Revealing the horrific scar on the back of his neck.
Su Ruotang checked it carefully and looked at the scanner display inside the bracelet.
Her beautiful little face was full of solemnity: "There is no bone dislocation, but the spinal nerves are severely damaged."
Changfeng looked heavy: "Can it be cured?"
"Try it first." Su Ruotang pressed her white fingertips around the scar, "Do you feel it?"
The former sentence answers Changfeng, and the latter sentence asks the patient.
The young man lying on the couch smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No."
He was slashed in the neck by an enemy on the battlefield.
Although he saved his life, only his head could move his whole body.
Su Ruotang took out the silver needle and took a drop of blood from his neck.
The man's eyes were full of hope: "Third Princess, do I still have a chance to stand up?"
Su Ruotang calmly sent the blood into the space for testing: "Not sure."
She paused and looked at the boy sincerely, "Give it a try. There is hope of standing up, but there is also a possibility of death. Do you want to try?"
The young man said without hesitation: "Try!"
If he succeeded, he might be able to return to the battlefield.
He failed, but eighteen years later he was a good man again.
No matter what, it's better than the half-dead state he's in now.
Su Ruotang raised his chin: "I'll prescribe the medicine later. Drink the medicine for three days and then give the injection."
"Thank you, Third Princess!" The young man's eyes were full of joy, and he looked at Mo Ronyan and Shen Shi, "Your Highness, Commander Chen, when I recover, I will return to the battlefield!"
Mo Rongyan nodded slightly: "Well, I'll wait for you to come back."
Tears appeared in the young man's eyes: "I will definitely come back!"
Su Ruotang wrote the prescription and handed it to Changfeng, "Take it three times a day, on time."
Changfeng took it and looked at the young man sympathetically.
Well……
Twenty-seven poisons.
Amen and may God bless him.
