Moonlit Calamity: The Dragon Girl's Life of Idleness is Broken

She continued walking slowly towards him, speaking gently, "Xiao Han, it's me. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." She tried calling his name, unsure if he could still hear her.

If it's not too serious, she might still be able to listen, but if it's very serious, she won't be able to listen to anything and won't recognize anyone.

He was hallucinating, and he saw ghosts and monsters in the hallucination, so Long Chu leaned towards him and walked over, just like in the hallucination he was seeing.

He screamed in fear, grabbing whatever was nearby and throwing it at them, yelling, "Get away! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Long Chuqing dodged the things he threw, but he smashed several vases, and scattered writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones all over the floor, leaving the room in a mess.

She was about to reach him when he rushed over with a stool in his hand and smashed it down on her head.

Long Chuqing caught the stool and kicked his hand away. He attacked again, and the two immediately clashed. Although he was confused, he had not forgotten his martial arts skills and was very strong.

Long Chuqing didn't dare to really hurt him, and kept defending and retreating. She accidentally tripped over the stool behind her, and he took the opportunity to use his advantage to grab her neck. "I'll strangle you to death."

Hearing the commotion outside, everyone was extremely nervous. Qingying panicked and pushed the door open, only to see her prince grabbing Miss Long by the neck, with the others following behind.

Xiao Han became even more agitated when he saw so many people suddenly enter, and he tightened his grip on their hands.

Long Chuqing grabbed his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "You guys go out first, don't provoke him. Too many people will only make him more agitated."

Seeing that she was being choked, the crowd was very worried, but they still slowly withdrew.

Qingying Qingtong hid to the side, not daring to go out. She was afraid that she couldn't handle it, and that the prince would really kill her. If things really got out of hand, she would rather hurt the prince than let Miss Long get hurt.

When he went berserk, he was very strong and his arms were very long. Long Chuqing couldn't reach the acupoints on his body, so she pulled out the hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into the acupoints on his arm.

His arm went limp and went weak. Long Chuqing broke free, grabbed his hand, and pulled him forward with force. As he got close, she delivered a swift chop to knock him unconscious.

He collapsed instantly, and Long Chuqing caught him. Qing Tongqingying quickly came over and helped him onto the bed.

Qing Tong went out and explained things to everyone to put their minds at ease.

They all breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the prince was safe.

After helping him lie down, Long Chuqing fed him two pills.

She asked Qingying to help him take off his shirt while she prepared for disinfection.

This acupuncture treatment required a lot of concentration, so he didn't explain it directly to Doctor Yuan, nor could he explain it in a short time.

After a long while, Xiao Han's body was covered with silver needles, and the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier.

Long Chuqing was about to bandage his wound when she touched the wound on his wrist after disinfecting it, and he slowly opened his eyes.

She stopped what she was doing and waved her hand in front of him: "You're awake. Do you know your name? Do you know who I am? How many fingers do you have?" Long Chuqing held up two fingers.

Although Xiao Han was awake, he was still a little dazed. He composed himself and slowly said, "Xiao Han, Long Chuqing, number two."

Long Chuqing's lips curled up slightly as she smiled and said, "This isn't two, it's a 'yes'," she added, gesturing with her hand and waving it in front of him.

Still shaken by what had just happened, everyone relaxed when they saw Long Chuqing joking around, knowing that the prince was alright.

Doctor Yuan shooed everyone out, "Get out, let the prince rest properly."

After glancing at Xiao Han, the crowd began to leave one after another.

Long Chuqing continued to disinfect his wounds. The wounds on his wrists were quite deep, with several cuts, and a lot of blood had flowed out, covering the floor of the room.

When he applied the ointment to the deepest wound, his hand trembled slightly. Long Chuqing looked up at him and said gently, "Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."

She was very gentle with her patients and used to take care of them, helping to prepare and feed them medicine, but she always acted like a male doctor.

After disinfecting the wound, apply medicine and bandage it.

After watching for a while, Dr. Yuan quietly withdrew.

After bandaging his arm, she began to clean the wound on his forehead, which was also bleeding and had a large bump.

While treating his forehead, he noticed a red mark around her neck.

Xiao Han asked with a puzzled look, "What happened to your neck? Did I hurt it?"

He vaguely remembered that at the beginning, he was somewhat out of control and went crazy, but afterwards he remembered nothing. One more look at the room and he understood.

Long Chuqing touched her neck: "No, it's because the fabric of this dress is bad and it got chafed."

Xiao Han took another closer look at her neckline. "Nonsense, you're wearing a nightgown underneath, and it's clearly a fingerprint."

Long Chuqing was a little embarrassed. Um... she forgot to write something before she opened her mouth.

He reached out to touch it.

Long Chuqing pressed his hand back onto the bed: "Don't look around, don't move, or I'll freeze you again."

"Your bump on the head is perfectly round and smooth," Long Chuqing teased with a smile.

Yes, relieving patients' psychological stress is also something a doctor should do.

Xiao Han looked at her silently, feeling uneasy. He had hurt her, and she was comforting him instead.

"Haha, isn't that funny?"

Long Chuqing thought to himself, "Sigh, the ancients just had no sense of humor."

Xiao Han looked at her smile and felt the gloom in his heart disappear, and his originally heavy heart was relieved.

She was very close to him as she bandaged his head wound. He could feel her warm breath, which was tingling and made his face flush slightly.

After bandaging him up, she noticed his face was so red and asked worriedly, "Why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?"

She was lost in thought. Hmm, could it be an infection from the wound on his head? She reached out to touch his forehead, only to find it was wrapped in gauze. She then touched his face instead.

Her hands were icy cold, and he found them very soft and comfortable.

She checked his pulse again. "He's fine!"

Xiao Han was a little embarrassed: "I'm fine, it's probably from all that commotion just now."

She noticed his hair was messy, so she went to the side, grabbed a comb, and waved it in front of him.

She smiled and teased him, "Let me comb your hair! It's a complete mess."

His expression shifted slightly, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, before he nodded sheepishly.

Long Chuqing walked around to the side, lifted his neck, pulled out his hair, and moved him a little further away.

His hair is still very smooth; even if it's messy, he can comb it out in no time.

"Let me bandage it up for you! Otherwise, it might hurt the wound on your forehead."

"Mmm," he responded softly, a slight smile playing on his lips as he felt her fingertips lightly touching his head.

Long Chuqing helped him comb his hair and then put the hairpin inside the hair ornament so that it wouldn't come undone easily.

"Okay, perfect." She praised her own skills after finishing combing her hair.

Xiao Han felt a mix of emotions and sighed softly, "I'm truly ashamed to have shown you such a terrible side of me."

"What are you saying! It's nothing, don't worry about it too much, it's not what you wanted either," Long Chuqing comforted her.

Xiao Han's brows relaxed slightly, and a relieved smile slowly appeared on his lips.