After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Mu Xi didn't know that Fang Zhipeng suspected him. He took Dong Dali's pulse, took out a stethoscope and listened for a while. He found that there was a lot of fluid in his chest, which would be very dangerous if not drained in time.

After disinfecting the right rib, he made a small incision and slowly inserted the tube into the chest cavity with a hemostatic forceps. He stopped pushing the tube after seeing yellowish water flowing out of the tube. "There is too much water here, it's caused by inflammation, it's okay!" The understated tone reassured the soldier who had just reported the news.

"Will it be okay if the water flows out?" Gu Qingzhou asked.

"No, I still need an anti-inflammatory injection."

Mu Xi opened his backpack and took out the IV and anti-inflammatory drugs, "Bring that hanger."

Fang Zhipeng quickly took the clothes hanger.

"Bang," a cannon shot was heard outside.

Mu Xi paused for a moment and looked at Gu Qingzhou and Fang Zhipeng warily, "What's going on?"

Gu Qingzhou said: "Princess, it's okay. The prince allowed Master Wei and Baili Xiao to research explosives in the military camp. Maybe they can develop a powerful weapon."

"Oh!" Mu Xi calmed down, hung the medicine bag on the hanger, and wrapped a tourniquet around Dong Dali's thick wrist. The blood vessels on the back of his hand immediately stood out. He held the needle tip and inserted it at a 45-degree angle, pushing it into the blood vessel and fixing the needle.

He stood up and looked at the drip pot. He squeezed it gently and a stream of water rushed into the bag. After a burst of bubbles, the medicine in the drip pot increased. "After you finish this bag of medicine, pull out the needle."

In this way, An Muxi walked from one bed to the next, checked the other three wounded in the room, and then walked to the next barracks.

As soon as I entered the barracks, I saw a soldier with his mouth wide open and his face purple. The two doctors standing around him looked helpless.

An Muxi walked quickly forward and turned on the searchlight above his head. When the light shone into the soldier's mouth, he found that the edema had blocked his throat. "Acute epiglottitis." There was no time to disinfect, so he took out a scalpel, quickly cut open the soldier's neck, picked out the trachea, and separated a small hole.

The moment the trachea was cut, the soldier's bruised face immediately improved.

Everyone was shocked by Mu Xi's bold operation. They didn't expect that this young doctor, so young, could operate so quickly and fiercely, and the effect was so quick.

Mu Xi inserted a cannula into the trachea to reduce inflammation and kill bacteria. After checking the dust cover, he took out the antibiotics and gave an IV drip.

In this way, Mu Xi was busy in the wounded room and saved several critically ill patients.

When I had some free time, I found that it had already darkened.

I opened the door and came outside, and smelled the scent of mutton soup.

The lights were on in the dining room in the distance, and a row of large pots were set up outside. The guards of Prince Duan's mansion all became cooks, some chopped wood, some carried water, and the chef Wang used a large spoon to stir the sheep bones in the large pot. These bones were from his own space, picked off when making canned mutton, and he didn't expect them to come in handy here.

An Yi, An Er, An San and other guards carried ten large pots towards the soldiers' barracks. The pots were full of snow-white rice. When they walked into the soldiers' barracks, warm applause broke out.

Yunxiang pushed the door open and walked out, bowing, "Princess." Her voice was full of joy, and she seemed to be torn between wanting to get close but being afraid of being rude.

"Sister Yunxiang, get up quickly, just let me feel at ease!" Mu Xi pulled Yunxiang up and looked her up and down, "Sister looks better and more confident!" His eyes were fixed on the upper right side of her forehead, "This word 'prisoner' is too ugly, I'll help you remove it tomorrow!"

"Princess, can we really continue with this?" He looked around vigilantly and continued, "But this will violate the laws of Daxia!"

"It's okay. This abandoned city is now the prince's fiefdom, so I have the final say. It's just that the dilation surgery will take a little longer, two to three months!!!"

Yunxiang's eyes turned red, and she knelt on the ground, "Princess, I will never forget your kindness. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Get up quickly."

Murong Yue strode over.

"Xi'er, I will take you back to rest!!!"

"Yunxiang greets the prince." Yunxiang turned around and kowtowed again.

"Get up!" Murong Yue pulled Mu Xi over and asked inquiringly,

"Xifeng said you've been busy here all afternoon. You must be exhausted!"

"Your Highness, Xi'er is not tired. I just promised to remove the tattoo on Sister Yunxiang's forehead."

Yunxiang stood up and looked at Murong Yue cautiously, fearing that he would reject her.

Murong Yue glanced at Yunxiang's forehead and said, "Yes, anyone who has completed his sentence and works in the military camp can have his tattoo removed." After that, she pulled Muxi towards her own military camp.

"Yunxiang thanks His Majesty and Princess!" Yunxiang knelt down again, shedding tears of gratitude.

The two of them walked into the barracks.

I saw two large buckets of hot water, with steam rising from them.

Mu Xi immediately perked up and jumped to the ground, "Your Majesty is so considerate!!!"

Murong Yue pushed down the cloak and hung it on the hanger. "Xier has not taken a bath for so many days because she has been busy on the road. Besides, I killed many people today, so I asked them to prepare hot water."

Mu Xi blocked out the miserable image from his mind, took off his clothes and got into the bathtub.

Murong Yue also took off her clothes and got into the bathtub.

After a cup of tea, both of them changed into clean clothes.

The east wind and the west wind carried the bathtub out of the tent.

Butler Shi came in carrying a food box.

"Your Majesty, I just asked Mei Lan to make two bowls of hot noodles. There is no one selling vegetables in the abandoned city now."

"It doesn't matter!"

Butler Shi put down the food box, took out two bowls of hot noodles and a plate of salted cucumbers, and left the barracks.

An Muxi dried his hair, sat down at the table, looked at the two bowls of hot noodles, and found that the eggs on the hot noodles were obviously frozen. He glanced at the space, took out a bowl of persimmon beef brisket soup, a plate of stir-fried kidneys and two big apples.

"Your Majesty, let's eat this dish. I stole it from the palace."

"Hmm," Murong Yue picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them into her mouth. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable when she thought about the soldiers in the abandoned city barracks who were malnourished because they were not full. Compared with them, eating noodles and eggs was already a luxury.

Mu Xi cut the apple into slices and placed them on a white porcelain plate. "Your Majesty, this apple is very crispy. Eat more!"

"Hmm!" Murong Yue picked up the fish fillet and apple and put them into her mouth, feeling extremely complicated.

How could Mu Xi not know Murong Yue's thoughts? Ever since he heard that the abandoned city was designated as his fiefdom, it seemed as if there was an extra shackle in his heart. Recruiting soldiers, buying horses, food, herbs and weapons were all difficult problems that had to be solved.

After dinner, I got straight into bed and felt the warmth of the heated kang.

Murong Yue held an oil lamp, stood in front of the sand table, and studied it carefully.