I don't want this golden finger

He Jianqing, the young master of Huiyuanhou's family, was stabbed in the heart by a gun during the battle with Feng Guo, and the veins in his hand were cut. He persisted for a while, and was not taken back to the camp for treatment until the battle was over.

The doctor is a military doctor who has followed General Zhaoyuan for many years. He has decades of experience in the battlefield. He tried his best but failed to bring He Jianqing back.

This point, Guan Zhongyi followed all the way and knew it clearly.

But now, the old doctor who just shook his head and said that He Jianqing was "unable to return to heaven", suddenly threw down a thunderous thunder, and no one could be relieved for a while.

He was dumbfounded, and he made eye contact with He Cheng who was guarding behind Yu Xuan, both of them had the expression of being struck by lightning.

how could be?This--the old doctor's whole body is not well, he suspects that he is old and dim-sighted, and he has a wrong pulse. How can the dead come back to life? !

"Really?!" General Zhaoyuan asked the old doctor uncertainly, grabbed his hand, and asked in a trembling voice in disbelief.

Gao Sanjiang frowned aside.

"Qi, Qi report to General, indeed, indeed, the young master is alive... I, I, must have been in a temporary coma just now, and my heart stopped. I was negligent, and I voluntarily apologized!" possible reasons.

General Zhaoyuan hurriedly said to him: "Since that's the case, then hurry up and show him again!"

"Yes Yes……"

Yu Xuan didn't know all this, so he wiped away his tears, saw the old doctor was sweating, squeezed to his side, and said to him, "Young master, let me show the young master."

Yu Xuan moved away a little bit, staring at the old doctor's hand.

After the doctor's consultation, he hurriedly put a bandage on He Jianqing's injury. After tidying up, he saw that He Jianqing's chest, which hadn't heaved up and down before, was breathing again. He wondered, but he couldn't say it.

"General Qi," the doctor said in embarrassment, "Although the problem is not serious for the young duke, but the injury on his hand, I'm afraid, I'm afraid—"

"Hurry up!" General Zhaoyuan said anxiously.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to pick up a weapon again. His right hand was cut off, and it won't heal within three to five years."

"What did you say?!" Guan Zhongyi jumped up when he heard the words.

General Zhaoyuan raised his hand to stop him, and said: "It's important to save his life, as long as he is still alive, his hand injury can be cured, it doesn't matter." He said to the doctor, "You can take care of him these few days, come out with me... ..."

Soon, only He Cheng and Yu Xuan were left to watch over He Jianqing.

He Cheng experienced a fright that went up to the sky and fell into the earth, and he has not recovered yet. He followed Yu Xuan and looked at the unconscious He Jianqing.

Yu Xuan kept holding He Jianqing's arm, not knowing where He Jian was slightly injured until He Cheng moved his hand away.

Seeing him frowning at him, He Cheng quickly pointed to He Jianqing's bandaged right wrist, and Yu Xuan immediately raised his hand as if frightened.

Immediately afterwards, he lay on the edge of the bed, looking at He Jianqing eagerly.

He Cheng went to fetch water, washed He Jianqing briefly, and wiped off the blood on his face, all the while seeing that Yu Xuan didn't move, maintaining that posture.

He didn't try to persuade Yu Xuan.

He knew what kind of guilt He Jianqing felt towards Yu Xuan, and he also knew what it meant to He Jianqing to find it again.

But Yu Xuanman only showed up for a few days after all his plans, he really didn't expect him to be so sad.

This night was an unusual one for Yu Xuan, and it was the same for He Jianqing.

He was seriously injured, and before he lost consciousness, the only thing he could think of was to break his promise to Yu Xuan.

In the drowsy state, he seemed to hear a wail that shook the sky like thunder. He couldn't hear it clearly, but it shook him in panic, and he wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to leave.

Until he opened his eyes again, Yu Xuan was pressing his hand in front of him, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, kneeling in front of the bed, with deep black shadows under his eyes.

He Jian breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt his chest twitch the next moment. He raised his eyes and saw that the wound was covered with several layers. He wanted to raise his right hand to touch Yu Xuan, but he felt that his right hand had no strength.

He was in a trance for a moment.

is this real?Still dreaming?

"Master!" He Cheng's surprised voice came.

He Jian turned his head with great effort, and saw He Cheng rushing over with ecstasy, but stepped on Yu Xuan with his foot, causing him to yell in pain, and then woke up.

Two people, two faces, looked at He Jianqing with joy.

He Jian slightly opened the corner of his mouth and smiled, and He Cheng asked some questions.

"Okay, I'm fine..."

Yu Xuan didn't say anything, checked him up and down, and then sat upright in front of the bed, watching him quietly.

He Jianqing suddenly felt something strange, as if he woke up after a coma, Yu Xuan seemed to be a different person.

But it is clear that in front of him is still his lost and found playmate, with the same cautious look in his eyes.

He looked at He Cheng suspiciously, and the latter understood, and began to quickly recount what happened miraculously, including how Yu Xuan was crying.

The more He Jianqing listened, the more strange he felt, but when he heard that Yu Xuan was out of breath from crying and was about to wipe his neck, he frowned, and the strange feeling disappeared.

"Go out."

Only then did He Cheng go out step by step.

As soon as he left, Yu Xuan immediately poured water over, raised his bowl and said, "Drink water."

He Jianqing shook his head left and right, indicating that he didn't need it.

Yu Xuan put the water bowl back, and obediently sat down in front of the bed, only then did He Jianqing realize that he was kneeling and sitting on his feet.

"Move the stool and sit down."

Seeing that Yu Xuan obediently went to move a stool and sit down, He Jian exhaled lightly. The exhaustion of his body made him feel tired. He was closing his eyes and preparing to rest when suddenly his chest convulsed, causing him to almost curl up in pain. .

He Jian panted lightly, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Xuan's frightened eyes. His expression was frightened, and he was beating his chest with both hands.

"Hello!" He Cheng, who had been secretly inquiring outside, rushed in and grabbed Yu Xuan's hand.

Yu Xuan couldn't help breaking free from He Cheng.

"Okay, okay..." He Jian said quickly, he felt that he was going to be beaten to death!

Seeing that he was doing well, Yu Xuan relaxed, went back to his seat obediently, and smiled happily at him.

"What were you doing just now?" He Jian breathed out lightly, lay on the bed, asked helplessly with his head sideways, and glanced at He Cheng again.

He Cheng didn't go into details just now, but now he seems to have guessed it, and said lightly to He Jian: "The doctor said earlier, young master, you... Anyway, he cried like that, and even patted you. How do you know that the young master is fine?" ! So I probably feel that something happened to the young master again, and I want to save you."

He Jian listened softly, and felt an unknown feeling flowing through his heart, and the location of the wound was painful, but it was not as good as Yu Xuan's desire to save him.

"Are you trying to save me?" he asked.

Yu Xuan narrowed his eyes and said doubtfully, "I'll save you, don't die."

He Jianqing had roughly figured out what he meant, and smiled weakly and said to him: "Thank you, you saved me."

Yu Xuan was happy.

He Cheng watched from the side, thinking, this young master of the Yu family has lost his memory, maybe he has lost his brain too, why is he acting like a fool?

But he didn't dare to say that nonsense, for fear of being kicked out, and seeing them now, he was an outsider.

However, Yu Xuan is not a fool, he is just not very good at expressing.

A month later, He Jianqing's chest injury was healed in sevens and eighties, but it was difficult to recover his right hand, and he could live his daily life without any problem, but he couldn't fight a war.

Since Feng Guo was forced to retreat, he would not start another war for the time being, so at the behest of General Zhaoyuan, a document was sent to the palace in the capital, and the order came down quickly, ordering Huiyuan Hou He Jianqing to return to Beijing.

He Cheng was naturally happy, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

"Have you packed all your things?" He Cheng urged, "There are many things in the capital, so there is no need to bring them all. Oh, hurry up, the carriage has been waiting for a long time!"

"No, hurry up, I'll be fine soon." Yu Xuan's voice came, and then she followed with two small bundles.

At this time, Yu Xuan was still so thin and weak, but he was in good spirits, his face was rounder, and he no longer recognized He Cheng.

He threw the burden on the carriage and climbed up again.

In the carriage, He Jianqing had almost finished reading a book.

When he saw Yu Xuan coming up, he said helplessly, "How many things do you need to clean up? You will evacuate the whole mansion."

Yu Xuan wrinkled his nose and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, there is only a little bit." He held up his little baggage, stuffed them into He Jianqing's box, and sat beside him.

Outside, He Cheng had already got into the carriage, sat beside the coachman, and ordered to set off quickly, otherwise he would not be able to stay in the next city in time.

In the carriage, Yu Xuan leaned his head from time to time to look at the book in He Jianqing's hand. He could already recognize a few words, and it was all relying on He Jianqing's daily recognition.

"Want to read?" He Jianqing put the book away and asked him with a smile.

Yu Xuan shook his head anxiously: "No, don't look, I don't understand." As he spoke, he opened the small curtain on the side of the car and looked outside.

During this month, he stayed in this border town, hardly going out, and only accompanied He Jianqing in the mansion to recuperate from his injuries.Everything I see on the road is new now.

But soon, the novelty wore off, and the outside world was depressed, so he lost interest.

Seeing that he was bored lightly, He Jian was a little amused for a moment.

I thought it was a timid and quiet temperament, but I didn't expect that after raising him for a month, the whole person would move. I couldn't bear my temper, and I was still timid, but as long as he was by my side, I would be curious about everything and want to try everything. Fan.

Of course, He Jianqing was happy to see the results. Compared with a cowardly temperament, this kind of Yu Xuan was what he wanted to see.

"Huh?" He Jianqing's thoughts drifted away for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Yu Xuan had already fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

He Jian easily put down the book in his hand, picked up the fan on the side, and gently fanned him.

Yu Xuan moved his head, chose a more comfortable position, rubbed against it, and stopped moving again.

In this way, a group of three people moved forward quietly under the guard of a small group of soldiers.After about a month's journey, the carriage finally arrived in the capital in early autumn.