After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Fortunately, Prince Jing's tent was not far away, and it was only a few steps away. Prince Jing's tent was different from Zhu Yu's tent. It was almost the same as the other soldiers' tents. They were all in the same dilapidated state, with leaks everywhere, and the soldiers patrolling outside could be seen from inside. When they got to the tent, Zhu Yu took the surgical scissors without hesitation and cut open Prince Jing's shirt, revealing the wound on his abdomen. The wound was not deep, but it looked extremely hideous and unbearable to look at. Zhu Yu felt a pain in her heart, but she quickly calmed down and began to clean the wound, sew, apply medicine, and bandage it for him.

Prince Jing did not use anesthetics. In fact, many soldiers did not know how to use anesthetics. After all, anesthetics were in short supply. Everyone could only grit their teeth and endure it. It was not uncommon for them to scream out in pain. However, Prince Jing was very concerned about his reputation. He gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound. When he could not bear it any longer, he only groaned.

Zhu Yu was extremely voice-controlled and battle damage-controlled, but at this moment, she had no other extra thoughts. In fact, for quite a long time to come, she would secretly condemn her preference for battle damage control. Because scars were definitely not good memories, and she should not have any appreciation for them.

The harder Prince Jing held on, the more pressure Zhu Yu endured. She was extremely cautious in every move, and by the time the bandage was finished, their foreheads were already soaked with sweat. Prince Jing stared at Zhu Yu, and a warm feeling surged from deep in his heart.

He understood that Zhu Yu was so nervous because he cared about him. "Ayu, thank you." Due to the long-term physical exhaustion and high mental tension, his voice was slightly hoarse. Zhu Yu shook his head gently and responded in a rare soft voice: "This is my job, Your Majesty. Your injuries are serious, you must rest and recuperate."

After that, she began to carefully help Prince Jing remove the other armor and battle robes on his body. Prince Jing was in urgent need of rest. Just now, she heard Prince Jing say that Yu Wen was also injured, and she was embarrassed to be hypocritical. After all, it was no big deal to serve him just once. Prince Jing was really too tired, and he had lost a lot of blood. He no longer had the extra strength to speak, and could only reluctantly cooperate with Zhu Yu's actions.

Zhu Yu lowered his head, a look of desolation that was difficult to conceal on his face: "Your Majesty, there is something I want to apologize to you for."

Prince Jing forced himself to speak out a short syllable: "Hmm?"

Zhu Yu's voice was a little low, with a bit of self-blame, but he finally mustered up the courage to speak out: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked at your scars in that way. Every scar on your body is a testimony to your bravery and perseverance. They are all worthy of respect, and they are by no means blasphemous."

Prince Jing originally thought that even if Zhu Yu knew the general origin of these scars, her emotional reaction might be more of heartache or pity. However, he never expected that Zhu Yu's response would be the word "respect"!

He suddenly realized that he had gone through countless hardships to survive, and the journey was full of ups and downs and challenges. Now that he has achieved such outstanding results, he should be respected and it is quite remarkable! He really doesn't need other people's sympathy, but Zhu Yu's respect and encouragement are like a child who was suddenly hugged and comforted. It's like she squatted in front of her young self and gently told him: "You are so young, and you can do this. It's already very good. You are a respectable person."

That poor man who has been bullied and humiliated by all sides since childhood, that lonely man who could not grow up by his biological mother's side since childhood, that pathetic man whose heart is filled with endless pain but does not know how to express it, if, if I could meet Zhu Yu when I was young and ignorant, and hear her say such words, then would my life over the years not be so difficult and hard?

Perhaps, with her encouragement and support, I will become stronger and braver; perhaps, with her company and comfort, I will feel more warmth and love; perhaps, with her guidance and teachings, I will embark on a completely different path... The past cannot be retrieved, but no matter what, Zhu Yu's words are like a bright light that illuminates myself in the darkness, allowing me to see the dawn of hope.

How could he not be moved by a woman like this?

I'm afraid it will be hard to meet a woman like this again.

If Zhu Yu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely curl his lips and retort: ​​You just don't have enough experience. There is no such thing as unique and irreplaceable.

However, Zhu Yu was ecstatic at this moment. She had no time to guess what Prince Jing was thinking. The reason was that just now, the system told her that the blackening value had dropped by 30%! This was a very amazing number! Although there was still 55% of the blackening value left, compared with the extremely slow progress before, Zhu Yu was already excited.

What made her even happier was yet to come! Not only did she get a reward, but this reward was beyond her expectations - the system claimed that her superiors had rewarded her with a hundred acres of fertile land in space! Perhaps for some people, this was not a lot, but Zhu Yu knew in her heart that her land was very different from ordinary land in the outside world. The magic here was that no matter what kind of crop it was, as long as it was sown on the same day, it would be ripe and harvested the next day! Not only that, there was an even more magical function - remote delivery. In other words, she could take out the harvest and place it anywhere as she pleased without anyone noticing that it was her doing.

This was so important to her! After all, the food and herbs in the military camp had always been in short supply, and this reward was undoubtedly a timely help, it was perfect! Compared to this, the 10% reduction in the bond value was simply not worth mentioning. Anyway, she had no feelings for Prince Jing, and when the relationship between the two ended did not affect her much. Therefore, she was not in a hurry at all, and everything could be left to nature.

Prince Jing looked at Zhu Yu in front of him. Her expression was so gentle that it was rare for her to do so. He felt a strong urge to hold her tightly in his arms, but his physical exhaustion and weakness bound him tightly like an iron chain. He struggled to raise his fingers, but found that even this simple action became extremely difficult, not to mention speaking.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a few words with difficulty: "I don't blame A Yu." His voice was weak and hoarse.

Zhu Yu's heart warmed when she heard this, and she gradually came out of the ecstasy of receiving the system reward. She looked at Prince Jing's pale face and felt a little distressed. She acted quickly and continued the action of her hands, gently taking off Prince Jing's armor and outer robe.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhu Yu said softly, "I'll help you take off this armor and outer robe, and then help you to the bed to rest for a while."

Although Prince Jing was exhausted, he still uttered a difficult "hmm" in his throat when he heard Zhu Yu's words, indicating that he did not refuse.

As the armor and robes were taken off piece by piece, the nightgown on Prince Jing was also revealed. The nightgown was also stained with blood, and it was impossible to tell which ones belonged to Prince Jing and which ones belonged to the enemy.

Finally, Prince Jing lay down on the simple bed. The bed was no different from the beds in the wounded camp, made of broken wooden boards. The quilt on the bed was also dirty, with a few black spots of dried blood. But at this moment, Prince Jing seemed to have let go of all his defenses and fatigue, and he relaxed and fell asleep not long after.

Zhu Yu looked at the sleeping face of Prince Jing, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. She knew that the conditions during the war were difficult and she couldn't be too particular. But she couldn't help but sigh, got up and left the room. She decided to go back to the wounded camp and replace Zhang Ling to take care of Prince Jing. After all, Zhang Ling was Prince Jing's personal guard, so he could take care of him more easily.

Zhu Yu came to the wounded camp to find Zhang Ling and told him that Prince Jing was injured and needed someone to take care of him. Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling immediately followed Zhu Yu to Prince Jing's tent.

After entering the tent, Zhang Ling was relieved to see Prince Jing sleeping peacefully.

Zhu Yu told Zhang Ling to take good care of Prince Jing and then left the tent. She knew that the war for military doctors was not over yet, and she had to continue to do her best to treat the wounded, and there were more important things waiting for her.