Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing climbed out the window long before Du Baishan left Xifeng Pavilion, went around to the outside of Dongnuan Pavilion, and eavesdropped on their conversation under the window.

I heard that balancing yin and yang can detoxify, and I'm so happy! Your Highness, I'm willing!

But thinking about Helian Han’s obvious unwillingness, forget it!

Oh, you can also bleed. That’s fine, I can do it myself.

She didn't expect to be discovered by Helian Han, but she was not afraid. She just stared at Helian Han who opened the window, not even bothering to find an excuse.

"I accidentally disturbed His Highness. I really deserve this. I will go back and reflect on my mistakes." After saying this, she left.

Helian Han was so angry that his teeth itched. He watched the man leave with his own eyes before turning around and asking, "Is there anything else wrong with your master's health?"

Du Baishan shook his head, "Nothing else. But..."

After hearing this, Helian Han couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. Was it disappointment or a sigh of relief? It was hard to tell.

After a while, he asked, "But what?"

Du Baishan: "The bloodletting method I just mentioned is not a good idea. I am not sure if it will alleviate the pain temporarily, but the subsequent backlash of longing will worsen the pain."

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All doctors have a master-apprentice relationship. He Cui took some change and asked the idle young doctor in the Imperial Hospital. She soon found out about Du Baishan's background and his master.

He came back to tell Wu Qing that Du Baishan was a descendant of the Du family, a famous medical family, and his teacher was Shu Jian, the judge of the Right Court of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Shu Jian, Wu Qing remembered. When they became apprentices together that day, she didn't remember a single one of them, thinking it was just a farce. Who knew these people took it seriously? And Shu Jian was one of them.

Shu Jian seemed to be most proficient in treating injuries sustained on the battlefield, and he came to treat Gu Shixin. Oh, by the way, Helian Hao took him to the Northern Frontier.

No wonder Du Baishan calls himself his master.

Wu Qing rubbed the soft flesh in her mouth. She felt that she owed him a huge favor for receiving such a generous gift for nothing. She had to put teaching him first aid on the agenda as soon as possible.

Wu Qing asked He Cui to bring colored paper, and taught He Cui how to fold a few small flowers. She also folded a small flower basket and adjusted the position of the flowers and glued them on.

He Cui was stunned. She helped Wu Qing to remove her hair. She then used the scraps of paper she had cut off to try to fold a few small flowers. She kept saying, "Sister, you are so skillful!"

Seeing He Cui was about to put away her workbox, Wu Qing said, "Put it there for now. I want to make something else tomorrow morning."

But it was just so that she could get up and do something after He Cui fell asleep.

The inside of the left elbow, not the elbow pit, but the whitest part of the inside. This is where Wu Qing chose to attack. The injury here is invisible and does not affect movement.

It is most convenient to scratch your left hand with your right hand.

Hurt? Of course. But compared to what she'd been through, it was nothing. A drizzle.

She had already done it once last night. What that grandson, no, disciple said really worked. Thinking of the restlessness and desire that Helian Han aroused in her heart, it really subsided after she let his blood flow.

But why did she feel that it was the fear and pain that had the effect?

Never mind, it really works anyway. The last few nights I'd been sleeping like a widow, and now it's finally been relieved.

The feeling is very strange. It's not just the unfulfilled desire, but also the psychological torment of missing someone, which is particularly tormenting.

I slept well after the bloodletting.

But I didn't expect that when I brought a small flower basket as a gift for today and went to the East Warm Pavilion to find Helian Han, the first thing he asked when we met was: "Where are you hurt?"

When Wu Qing heard this, she got goosebumps all over her body. Was this guy lying under her bed in the middle of the night?

Although the emperor is not in the palace now, the order prohibiting people from approaching Desheng Hall at night has not been lifted. How did Helian Han know this?

What Wu Qing didn't know was that Helian Han was just sensitive to the smell of blood. Thinking of what Du Baishan said yesterday, he had some doubts. As soon as he said it, he looked at Wu Qing's expression. What was there that he didn't understand?

She was angry. This guy kept saying all kinds of lewd things every day, but when it came down to real combat, she would rather hurt herself than get into bed with him.

It's not like she hasn't climbed before, so why is she like this?

Do you really think you're made of molten iron? You can even hurt yourself.

Wu Qing didn't know how Helian Han knew it, but his sharpness made her feel scared. If he suspected that she was a soul from another world, would she still have a chance to survive?

Family, country, and the world are more important to him.

I felt a chill in my heart just thinking about it, "Why?" Wu Qing rubbed the soft flesh in her cheek, "Why should I expose my wound to you?"

The blood color on his lips faded little by little.

Wu Qing was considering the possibility of escape. Should she turn around and run out the door, or kick the tiles and jump out of the window?

Well, not to mention that he couldn't outrun Helian Han, even if he could, after leaving the East Warm Pavilion, he was still in the courtyard of Desheng Palace, and there was no way he could escape.

But in just two breaths, Wu Qing had gone from having the idea of ​​escaping to having his route rejected once, and then decided to give up.

Wu Qing rolled her eyes at Helian Han's long legs and arms. Damn, why are they so long? They're in the way!

Wu Qing was fascinated by Helian Han's warrior figure that was even smaller than that of a male model, but at the same time she disliked his long legs that hindered her from escaping.

At the same time, she knew and was fascinated by the man's diligence and hard work.

Men who work hard are the most handsome!

It's a pity that I'm standing against the country and the world that he cares about...

Helian Han would not be with a soul from another world that would be detrimental to the country's destiny.

This relationship was destined to be a tragedy that should not have existed since its inception.