The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

"Medicine God Doctor! The food here is not very good, please don't mind it!" The man who spoke took out a Hu pancake from his arms, but it was obvious that the Hu pancake was very dry and hard, and it was unknown how long he had been carrying it on his body.

In the past, this Hu Bing might have been looked down upon, but now that Li Nan City is short of food and clothing, a piece of Hu Bing is a delicacy.

"No need, I've already had dinner..." She pushed him away and was about to leave.

"Hey - miracle doctor, how can that little rice soup be considered dinner? Miracle doctor, you have been very busy these past few days. If you don't eat well and lack energy, none of my brothers will be able to cure you. Miracle doctor, please take it quickly." This was a lame injured person, who stuffed the Hu pancake in his hand into her hands without saying a word.

She paused, then took the Hu pancake and said, "My surname is Baili, you don't have to call me a miracle doctor."

She felt that she did not have the good fortune to be a miracle doctor who saved the world.

"Oh, yes, Miss Baili."

Baili Yan took the Hu Bing and went into the bedroom. The man in the inner room was still lying unconscious, covered with a thin quilt, revealing half of his strong chest.

She didn't put any clothes on him. To be precise, he was naked from the moment she applied the medicine.

I placed my finger on his pulse and found that it was improving, which was a good sign.

The guard brought a bowl of boiled rice soup and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Baili, the rice soup is ready."

There was no trace of meat in the porcelain white bowl, and it was much thicker than the rice soup outside. Baili Yan nodded and said, "Put it here."

In her hand she held a thin piece of bamboo, as thick as her little finger. She used the sharp dagger to cut through the bamboo, and in a few strokes it became a long cylinder. After splitting it in the middle, it was just the right size for filling soup or medicine.

After the guards left, Baili Yan pried open his mouth, put a thin flat bamboo stick in his mouth, and poured rice soup into his mouth with both hands.

He ate slowly, and could only rely on his slight consciousness to roll his Adam's apple instinctively. It would take nearly half an hour to feed him spoonful at a time.

After finally feeding her for the whole night, she was covered in sweat. She had been moving around among the injured for the past few days and even a body as strong as iron could not bear it.

Baili Yan nodded his head, pulled the quilt up a little, put his hand on his pulse, and forced himself not to fall asleep.

Side room.

midnight.

Ji Mengshu was in a coma for several days before she woke up. She put her hand on the arm of another person. She moved slightly and the person woke up as well.

He looked at her with bloodshot eyes and said, "Are you awake? Do you feel better?"

Waking up from the coma and seeing Ning Rongzhang was like a dream. "You... cough cough!"

As soon as she coughed, he put one hand on her back and patted it slowly. His eyes lingered on her flushed face for a moment and said, "I have been looking for you since the morning you fell unconscious."

"Where have you been?" The woman's voice trembled, her eyes filled with tears. "Do you know that when I came here, I saw corpses all over Linan City, and I couldn't find you no matter how hard I looked... Everyone said that you two had died together, but I didn't believe it! I - cough cough!"

She was so excited that she almost choked on sobs.

"Ashu, Ahshu, I was wrong. I should have left you a letter before I left...but I didn't expect you to come..." Ning Rongzhang poured her a glass of water and asked her to drink it.

After calming down, Ji Mengshu felt dizzy and asked through the candlelight, "Where's my brother?"

"Don't worry, General Ji is fine now." Ning Rongzhang pointed to the west and said, "He is sleeping in the west wing now. Wang's army fought with Xinrong for several days, and they were inseparable until they exhausted their last bit of strength. It is not an exaggeration to say that they died together. Ji Xiuwen was cunning and planted an insider in the city to force us to fight. The stalemate lasted for three days and three nights, and it was a fight to the death. Soldiers fell one after another, and even I was unconscious for a short time. When I woke up, I was devastated, so I rode to the dense forest to find a doctor."

He glossed over the incident lightly, not mentioning at all that he was seriously injured and fainted in the dense forest, and was nearly eaten by poisonous snakes, insects and ants there. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet the miracle doctor.

"The Goddess of Medicine was reluctant to go down the mountain with me at first. It took me a long time to persuade her to come down the mountain to save people for me..."

Things got better so quickly that Ji Mengshu said in a hoarse voice, "Brother...Is General Li okay?" She looked him up and down and asked, "Are you okay too?"

He took her hand and placed it in his palm. "I'm fine. Huai Ze is seriously injured and needs to be recuperated for a while. After I came, the imperial guards sent by Wei Zheng will arrive soon. Once the news reaches Shangjing, we can go back."

It was not until Ji Mengshu saw Ji Yuanzheng in the west wing with his own eyes that he realized that this was not a dream, but that everything was real, so real that it was outrageous.

"Where's Ji Xiuwen? Is he dead?"

After rebirth, Ji Mengshu knew what kind of temperament this person had, and he no longer had a good impression of him. But he didn't expect that he would have such good fortune in this life and become the king of the Xinrong people.

The battle was fierce that day, blood flowed like a river, and both sides suffered countless casualties. Ji Xiuwen also died. A silver spear nailed him to the back city wall, and he died with his eyes open.

He hummed, looked at the darker dew outside, and said, "Go to sleep. You'll be fine after you wake up."

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At night, Li Huaize really had a high fever, but fortunately Baili Yan was prepared. She wet a silk handkerchief with cool water and placed it on his forehead. She lifted his upper body clothes and wiped his body with the wet silk handkerchief.

Wow, look at this figure, it’s quite good.

The chest muscles are firm and feel good to touch.

"Hmm..." The man groaned unconsciously, which frightened Baili Yan so much that he quickly let go.

Although she was a doctor at the moment, a doctor's heart was full of compassion, so how could she take advantage of someone's misfortune? She cursed herself in her heart, but her hands kept moving, and she quickly pressed his acupuncture points and gave him acupuncture.

It would be a pity if such a good-looking person died.

He was busy watching over the man for most of the night. The man had a fever for half the night before his temperature gradually recovered. "Well... you are lucky." Baili Yan took the silk handkerchief from his forehead and stretched. "I am really exhausted."

After reorganization, 20% of the people were rescued from the army.

This is a blessing in disguise.

When the news reached Shangjing, Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Don't just stand there. Linan City is full of wounded soldiers. Send more people from the capital to help. Make sure to bring them back to me in one piece."

Not only did Wei Zheng breathe a sigh of relief, but Wan Rong also gradually let go of his worries. As long as the person is okay, it's fine...