Late last night, the court doctor was in a deep sleep when he was suddenly awakened by a burst of hurried footsteps and shouts. Before he could react, he felt himself being pulled out of his warm bed by a powerful force.

"Hurry! Someone on your side is injured and the situation is critical!" the man shouted anxiously.

The court doctor was startled, and hurriedly put on his clothes and followed the man to the injured. When he checked the wound of the man lying on the bed, he couldn't help but frowned. Although the wound on the man's back looked very scary, after a careful examination, he found that it was only a flesh wound and no injuries to the bones.

The court doctor was suspicious, but did not dare to ask more questions, so he could only start treating the wound according to the routine procedure.

Thinking of this, the court doctor held back and refrained from interfering. He took out the ointment from the medicine box and began to reapply it to the wound, but he seemed to have lost control of his hand and his strength was a little too heavy.

[House Doctor: So, I am also part of your play? Hmm?]

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and reluctantly explained to the two brothers: "They are also following the rules and cannot show mercy to my men. As for why they are in such a hurry, it is because they have to return to report to the prince immediately after the fight. After all, the prince's time is precious and he cannot wait for a person who has made a mistake. It is a great honor for them to send me back. It is my own fault for not considering it carefully. I have never been punished like this before and I didn't know how many people I needed to arrange to wait by the side to send me back."

The court doctor couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he quickly gave the medicine and wrote out a new prescription. Then he explained how to use it and left in a hurry.

Really, this world is too complicated.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ling suddenly called out to the doctor who was about to leave: "Please leave the medicine you just applied. It's just a small matter. There's no need to bother you to come here all the time."

When Xiaoying heard this, she thought it made sense. It was just applying medicine, and she could do it herself. There was really no need to bother the doctor so often. So she agreed, "Yes, yes, please leave the medicine. I have observed it just now, and I will apply the medicine for him when the time comes."

The doctor's mouth twitched slightly. He silently took out the remaining half box of ointment and placed it on the table. He specifically told Sakura: "Miss, you need to apply a little force when applying this ointment to make the full effect of the medicine." Sakura nodded repeatedly to show that she understood, and then smiled and sent the doctor out.

Only after they stepped out of the courtyard where the servants lived did the court doctor shake his head helplessly.

They are worthy of being the people around the noble man. Each of them has more tricks than a sieve.

After sending the doctor to the palace, Xiaoying hurriedly walked back. As she walked, she paid attention to the situation around her. Suddenly, she saw a little maid walking in front of her. She was moved and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Hey, little girl, wait a minute!" Sakura shouted.

The little maid stopped and saw that it was Xiaoying. She bowed to her and asked, "Sister, do you have anything to ask me?"

Xiaoying smiled and said, "Could you please help me get some medicine for Zhang Ling who was injured in that room, and help me make the medicine? Here is the prescription."

The little maid nodded, took the prescription, and said, "Okay, please leave it to me!"

Xiaoying patted the maid's shoulder gratefully, then turned and walked towards Zhang Ling's room. When she returned to Zhang Ling's room, she found Zhang Ling sitting quietly on the bed, staring at the ointment that the court doctor had placed on the table, as if he was lost in thought. The thin blanket covering him was loose on his body, as if it would slip off at any time.

"I'm sorry that the young lady and I have caused you trouble. Does your back still hurt? How about I help you lie down and rest for a while?" Sakura said softly, her concern evident in her words.

Zhang Ling came back to his senses when he heard Xiaoying's voice.

He raised his head and gave Sakura a gentle smile, "It's okay, don't say that. In fact, although this is my first time being punished, I often get injured when performing missions. Look at these places, they are all scars left from the past. Once when I was on a mission, there were too many enemies, and I was careless for a moment, and ended up being pierced through the body by a long sword; and here, I almost had my throat cut... Each time was much more serious than this time. So, this injury is really nothing, I can recover after a few days of rest."

Xiaoying widened her eyes and carefully looked at the scars of all sizes on Zhang Ling's body. Although she was always lively and cheerful, she couldn't help but feel distressed at this moment.

She walked silently to Zhang Ling, looked at the scars on his body, and asked softly, "You must have suffered a lot..."

Zhang Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "This is all in the past, don't worry about it. Besides, as a guard, it is my responsibility to protect the safety of my master."

After hearing this, Xiaoying couldn't help but feel touched and recognized. If the young lady really needs someone to protect her, then she will definitely do her best! Even if it costs her own life, she must ensure that the young lady is safe and sound.

She silently made up her mind to take care of Zhang Ling wholeheartedly in the future and help him recover as soon as possible. At this moment, Zhang Ling noticed the concern and distress on Xiaoying's face. His eyes became more sincere and warm, and he said again: "Thank you, Xiaoying. From yesterday until now, you have been taking good care of me."

This sudden thank you made Xiaoying blush all of a sudden. She lowered her head a little embarrassedly and walked quickly to the bed. Then, she gently and carefully helped Zhang Ling to lie down slowly, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh, why are you so distant all of a sudden?" It was obviously her and my lady who caused the trouble, but she was still being thanked here, hehe.

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, and secretly told himself in his heart that he must overcome the pain as soon as possible and cheer up again. Not only that, he must also find ways to impress Xiaoying.

In just two days, Zhang Ling was able to apply the medicine by himself, and Xiaoying no longer needed to accompany him all the time. However, Xiaoying would still go to deliver meals to him three times a day and wash his clothes. Although it was called delivering meals, it was actually just an excuse for Zhang Ling to spend time with her.

Today, Zhang Ling was in a bad mood while looking at Xiaoying drying clothes in the courtyard. The reason was simple, because he would return to the prince's side tomorrow, and it would be difficult for him to joke with Xiaoying every day as before. Zhang Ling quietly fumbled under his pillow and took out a silver hairpin that he bought a few days ago. This silver hairpin was decorated with two beautiful cherry blossoms. When he bought it, Zhang Ling immediately imagined the beautiful look of Xiaoying wearing it. However, after buying it, he suddenly felt that he had no reason to give it as a gift. After all, how could he express his feelings directly with just a silver hairpin? Now might be the time to give it as a gift.

"What? You have to go back to duty after only two days of rest? Just wait, I'll go find the lady and ask her to plead for you to rest for two more days." Sakura was surprised when she heard the news. A sense of guilt suddenly rose in her heart. Without saying a word, she turned around and prepared to run back.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling reached out anxiously to grab Xiaoying's sleeve, but because the movement was too large, he accidentally pulled on his wound that had not yet fully healed, and he felt a sharp pain. However, he endured the pain and said, "Don't go, Xiaoying, there's really no need to bother. In fact, I'm much better now. You'll know after you help me apply the medicine again and check it out. The prince and Miss Zhu have been very busy with that case recently, so I won't cause them any more trouble." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ling carefully handed the silver hairpin that he was holding tightly in his other hand to Xiaoying, and whispered, "Xiaoying, this is for you..." At this point, Zhang Ling suddenly became a little shy and restrained, and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to continue.

Xiaoying looked at the exquisite silver hairpin in her hand. It seemed to be tailor-made for her and very much in line with her preferences. She accepted the gift without hesitation and thanked sincerely: "Thank you! I like it very much and it suits me very well. Take off your clothes and I will apply medicine to you now."

Sakura didn't think deeply about why it was so appropriate. After all, it was just a small silver hairpin, not something priceless and difficult to repay.

It was not until she had given Zhang Ling half of the medicine that she realized what was going on.

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