The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

After the joint treatment of Wu Yuanzheng and Huichuntang doctors, Xie Nanyuan was finally out of danger when the sky turned pale.

Wu Yuanzheng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked out of the tent, and said to the Duke of Zhenguo, "Duke, His Royal Highness Prince Rui's injuries have finally stabilized."

"However, His Royal Highness Prince Rui's injuries are too severe, and he may develop a high fever. He must be carefully cared for. He should be able to wake up within a day."

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Zhenguo finally felt relieved. He nodded and said, "Thank you, Yuanzheng Wu."

Dean Wu was about to say something when Shen Qionghua beside him let out a soft cry.

Just now, Shen Qionghua was so focused on Xie Nanyuan that she didn't feel any pain in her body.

Now that I've regained consciousness, I feel severe pain in my body, especially in my knees.

Luo Xiyao, who was standing next to Shen Qionghua, heard the cry and quickly said to Wu Yuanzheng, "Wu Yuanzheng, please check on Jialin County Master. She is also injured."

After Luo Xiyao initially worried about Xie Nanyuan, she also realized that Shen Qionghua was injured.

It was so obvious. Although Shen Qionghua's clothes were not torn, there were abrasions of varying degrees on the back of her hands and the palms. The most obvious one was a small abrasion on her forehead.

Luo Xiyao wanted to ask someone to call a doctor at that time, but Shen Qionghua didn't let her.

In order to ask a doctor to come and see her, she would have to find another room so as not to disturb the treatment.

Xie Nanyuan was still on the verge of life and death, and Shen Qionghua didn't want to leave the room.

Xie Nanyuan's condition is stable now, and Shen Qionghua is not someone who would be abused, so naturally she would not refuse Wu Yuanzheng's consultation.

Wu Yuanzheng took Shen Qionghua's pulse, carefully examined her injuries, and performed some simple treatments before saying, "County Lady Jialin's injuries are much less severe. Only the knee is more serious. I will prescribe a few patches of medicine, combined with my ointment, and I believe she will recover soon."

Luo Xiyao hurriedly said, "Wu Yuanzheng, I'll leave it to you. This girl can't have a scar on her face."

Seeing Luo Xiyao's nervous expression, Shen Qionghua felt very warmed and said to Wu Yuanzheng, "Thank you, Wu Yuanzheng. My minor injury is not serious. His Royal Highness Prince Rui's injury is more important."

"Just give me the prescription and ointment you wrote. The doctor from Huichun Hall will treat and nurse me back to health. Please focus more of your attention on His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

Wu Yuanzheng obviously benefited greatly from Shen Qionghua's words.

He really needed to take better care of Prince Rui. After all, although Prince Rui was temporarily out of danger, the subsequent fever would be a nightmare.

Wu Yuanzheng bowed and said, "Then I will write the prescription and ointment and give them to the maidservant beside the county lady."

Shen Qionghua nodded.

Wu Yuanzheng's eyes flashed, and he said to the Duke of Zhenguo, "Duke, the prince's fever is the most important thing. The prince and Jialin County Lady haven't married yet. If he stays in the Shen Mansion all the time, it will probably be bad for their reputation."

"Why not take advantage of the fact that the prince's condition is still stable and before he develops a fever, and quickly send him back to the Rui Palace?"

The Duke of Zhenguo pondered for a moment and was about to speak when the doctor from Huichun Hall said, "No!"

The doctor stared at the oppressive gazes and trembled as he said, "Although His Royal Highness Prince Rui's condition is stable at the moment, the road was bumpy and the wind was strong outside. If he wasn't properly protected, his injuries would have been even more serious."

What the doctor from Huichun Hall said made some sense, but the Duke of Zhenguo was somewhat tempted, but he also had to consider Shen Qionghua's reputation.

At this moment, Shen Qionghua said, "It's nothing. After all, I'm already engaged to the prince. This happened for a reason. It won't have any major impact. As long as the prince can get over it as soon as possible, that's all that matters."

Reputation is certainly important, but in the current situation, Xie Nanyuan has returned to Prince Rui's Mansion, and she can't see anyone, so she must be more worried.

Not only can she be protected from the bumps in the Shen Mansion, but she can also watch over him and take care of him at all times.

Shen Qionghua was so considerate that the Duke of Zhenguo became even more hesitant.

When Luo Xiyao saw Shen Qionghua's worried look, she knew that she was worried and wanted to stay with Xie Nanyuan.

So he took the Duke of Zhenguo's arm and said, "Dad, just let my cousin stay at the Shen family."

"Believe me, my cousin will definitely recover faster in the Shen Mansion than in the Rui Palace. After all, he has his 'magic medicine' here."

Luo Xiyao said as she glanced at Xie Nanyuan who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Humph, you got a bargain.

Xie Nanyuan was out of danger, and Luo Xiyao had time to chat and laugh again.

If the Duke of Zhenguo doesn't understand Shen Qionghua, how could he not understand what kind of person his daughter is?

He glanced at Luo Xiyao and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Then he turned to Shen Qionghua and said, "Then I'll talk to you."

Shen Qionghua nodded.

Seeing that they settled the matter in just a few words, Wu Yuanzheng glanced at the doctor from Huichuntang and felt a little anxious. He wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Finally, he could only bow and say, "Then I will go down and prescribe the prescription for His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

The Duke of Zhenguo nodded.

Shen Qionghua also asked Shaoyao to take the doctor from Huichuntang down to collect the reward, and said that she would have to trouble him to treat her injuries next.

Wu Yuanzheng suppressed the urge to speak, and after he walked out of the house, he looked back.

The room was brightly lit with candles, and the servants were on high alert. The sky, which was about to dawn, had a grayish feel, just like his mood at the moment, and like a precursor to a coming storm.

A trace of struggle and reluctance flashed in Wu Yuanzheng's eyes, and then turned into anxiety.

Then he flicked his sleeves and strode away...