The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

"Ah, Brother Lin Bei, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were so close to me." The girl looked at him innocently, and suddenly cried out, "Why is your face so red? You don't have a fever, do you?"

Lin Bei subconsciously took a step back, his eyes panicked, and said at a loss: "No...no, the weather is a little hot, I just need some fresh air." After that, he turned around and paced back and forth in the yard, thinking that Yun'er was just a little girl, why was he embarrassed?

After this commotion, Yun'er finally came back to her senses. She had wanted to ask something just now, but she had forgotten it. She scratched her head and tried hard to think about it, but she just couldn't remember it...

In the room, Shen Yiran began to remove the needle. "If you don't want to suffer, just relax. Because tension causes muscle tension, there will be a brief sting when the needle is removed."

"Yeah." Ren Jingzhi replied lazily. Where did this woman learn her medical skills? He had been wanting to ask this question for a long time, but he just didn't have the right opportunity. "Why haven't I heard that you know medical skills before? Who is your master?" His voice was low and full of doubt.

Shen Yiran, who was taking out the needle, was slightly shocked. What was coming could not be avoided and had to be faced. Fortunately, she had already thought of an excuse. "When I was twelve years old, I went to the market. Because I was ugly, a bunch of children surrounded me and threw stones at me. An old man who was wandering around couldn't stand it, so he gave me a medical book. From then on, I started to study hard every day, and later I learned it."

She made up stories lightly, and no matter whether he believed it or not, he had no way to check it out anyway. She couldn't tell her the truth that she was a female military doctor in the special forces in her previous life, and her family had been studying Chinese medicine for generations. Acupuncture and detoxification would be child's play for her. She didn't dare to say that, as she would definitely be burned to death as a monster from another world. She felt scared at the thought.

"You have never been to school, how can you recognize words?" Ren Jingzhi still had doubts.

Why did this icy face look like he was interrogating a criminal? She felt a little resentful, but she still suppressed her anger and explained patiently, "My brother in the countryside taught me."

Her explanation sounded fine, but he felt something was not right. The information he had obtained did not include her knowledge of medicine. It didn't matter, maybe everyone had their own secrets they wanted to keep!

She didn't say anything when he asked more questions. She carefully took out the needle. When the needle was completely pulled out, she quickly pressed the needle hole with a clean cotton ball. Her movements were gentle and accurate. After a while, she disinfected the needle site with iodine.

"Today's acupuncture is done, next we will do a leg massage." Shen Yiran took out the essential oil from the medicine box, unscrewed the lid, poured the oil into the palm of her hand, rubbed it gently to warm it up, then knelt on the bed, slowly placed her hands on Ren Jingzhi's legs, and began to massage gently.

She clenched her fists and used her knuckles to slowly roll along the meridians in her legs, from top to bottom, over and over again. While massaging, she explained softly: "This can promote blood circulation and prevent your muscles from atrophying."

Ren Jingzhi felt the touch of her hands. Those soft and warm hands seemed to carry magic. The delicate touch made his heart tremble slightly. He couldn't help but arouse a strange feeling in his heart. He even hoped that this moment could last forever.

He was shocked by his own thoughts. How could he have such a ridiculous idea? Even if he was willing, the woman might not be happy about it. They had three rules.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the massage ended and Shen Yiran took his pulse again. Judging from the pulse, the acupuncture was effective this time and his pulse was more stable than before.

When Ren Jingzhi saw her turn around to pack the medicine box, he tried to move his body. He had been lying there for so long that his body felt a little sore.

Shen Yiran glanced at him and knew what he wanted to do, and hurriedly reminded him, "You have to lie down for another cup of tea before you can get dressed. You can't take a bath tonight. Keep warm and avoid catching a cold on your back. Avoid strenuous exercise and fatigue, and prevent excessive sweating from affecting the recovery of the needle holes."

Looking at her serious expression and listening to her patient instructions, which looked like an experienced old doctor, he frowned.

She packed up the medicine box and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped, pulled a silk blanket from the bed and gently covered him with it.

Looking at Shen Yiran's back as she walked out, the man grumbled in dissatisfaction, saying that this woman had some conscience. If Lin Bei saw him like this, he would laugh for years. Thinking of his embarrassing situation, he sighed. He had lost all his face just to survive!

Seeing the door opened from the inside, Yun'er and Lin Bei ran over immediately. "Princess, have you treated the master?"

"Well, you go in and take care of him. I've already reminded him of the precautions, and he needs to continue taking the previous prescription."

"Okay, Princess." After Lin Bei thanked him, he turned and walked into the house.

"Miss, please give me the medicine box!" Yun'er reached out and took the medicine box.

Under the moonlight and the lantern light, the master and servant walked towards the side courtyard. The night was as dark as ink, staining Huaxi Garden. The cold moon hung high in the sky, casting a cool silver glow, but it could not dispel the loneliness that permeated the courtyard.

After Ren Jing's poisoning became hopeless, he became furious. In addition, the poison was out of control when it took effect. He didn't want to show his ugly side to others, so he dismissed all the servants in the courtyard. Lin Bei and Lin Nan knelt at the gate of the mansion for three days before they were allowed to stay. In the end, there were only the three of them, the master and his servants, in the courtyard.

Huaxiyuan was a house awarded by the Emperor to Ren Jingzhi for his contribution in suppressing the rebellion at the border. It was an independent courtyard before, but later Prime Minister Ren, thinking of his son's illness and feelings, demolished the wall next to it and sealed the gate. From then on, Huaxiyuan and the Prime Minister's Mansion shared the same entrance.

The huge Huaxi Garden has many side rooms. Due to long-term lack of maintenance, except for the main courtyard, other places are covered with thick dust and cobwebs. The once exquisitely carved window lattices have also lost their original luster. Maybe someone once drank tea and played chess here, but now there is only dead silence.

On this windy autumn night, Shen Yiran couldn't help feeling a little sad about the decline of Huaxiyuan. She even had the urge to revive Huaxiyuan, but soon she suppressed the urge and decided to wait until she had gained a firm foothold!

Back in the room, Shen Yiran started to act like a spoiled child and threw herself onto the bed. Yun'er placed the medicine box next to her bed and said, "Miss, I will wait for you to go to bed." She was about to help her take off her outer clothes.

"I can do these myself. I used to do them myself in the countryside. You've been tired all day, so you should rest early!" Shen Yiran was really not used to being served by others, because in modern times, those who were served by others were basically patients. She was a living person and had the ability to take care of herself. The only thing that bothered her was tying her hair into a bun, so this job had to be left to Yun'er.

Shen Yiran was lying on the bed, staring at the beams and counting the carvings on them out of boredom. At this time of day, it would be around ten o'clock in modern times. Apart from the elementary school students going to school, who would go to bed so early? The nightlife hasn't even started yet.

She was just thinking about what was fun, and then she got it. With a thought, the dagger carved with leaves immediately appeared in her hand, and she began to play with it with great interest.