Beyond the Great Wall

It was almost midnight when Shen Wancong returned to the mansion, the guard Gong'e in the mansion was very clever and had already boiled hot water.Shen Wancong's whole body was immersed in the water, and milky white vapor lingered on the slightly scalding water.It seemed that the back was not so sore after being soaked in water, but the back still hurt.He struggled for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand and slowly poked into the back.Hmm... Meng Che seemed to be doing the same thing just now... His face started to get hot again, but he didn't stop what he was doing.There was something red in the water that melted, and when he looked closely, it seemed to be a little bloodshot.He pursed his lips, endured the pain and took out the things behind him a little bit.

Before he came in to take a shower, he snapped that he would be fine on his own without someone helping him, but now he needed a water change.He tried to call the people waiting outside, but his voice was extremely hoarse.Shen Wancong quickly wrapped himself up tightly, because Meng Che left quite a lot of marks on his neck and collarbone, and even the extremely hideous scar on his shoulder was licked ambiguously several times.Thinking of this, he couldn't help shivering. The guard who added water thought he was cold, so he poured water faster.Immediately, it was like fog falling in the room, and the candlelight outside the screen flickered and danced in the blur.

Shen Wancong thanked him with a hoarse voice, and then submerged back into the water again.He washed off the rain smell in his hair little by little, and then wiped it with a handkerchief until the half-dried hair was tied up tightly.He was so dizzy from the soak that he was very heavy.When he fell into the water for the fourth time because he was too sleepy, the guards outside suddenly called him a few times uneasily.The guards were justified in being uneasy, oh my god, this Mr. Fu An came back late at night soaked, his voice hoarse and his face tired, and if something happened to them, their heads would not be able to move.

Shen Wancong regained consciousness after a jolt, quickly dried himself, put on his underwear and went out.He took Gong'e's hot tea and drank it, told them not to come in to call him, he would get up by himself, so he staggered into the room and curled up under the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.Let the hair be wet when it is wet, at most it is just a few more days of bitter medicine.Before he fell asleep, his mind was full of what Meng Che had done just now, and then Meng Che's figure gradually faded away, and there was darkness in front of him, pressing on him...

The new little imperial doctor followed his master through the paulownia and phoenix trees all over the courtyard, and came to a side house with twists and turns.There is Fangqing Pond inlaid beside the house, and Manjusri orchids by the pool are better than the first snow, and the koi swimming in the Wang Chengbi are spitting blisters one after another.He saw that although the decorations in the room were not as bright and eye-catching as what he usually saw in the palace, they were still elegant and clean.I don't know which of the emperor's new concubines lives here, but looking at the unglamorous but elegant atmosphere, I think that person must be gentle and pleasant.

The little imperial doctor was very happy when he was distracted, until the master slapped him so hard to bring him back to his senses, he almost fell to the ground.The master cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, but his voice was deliberately lowered a lot.The two grinned for a long time, he watched the master panting heavily, and took the initiative to take the medical box in the master's hand: "Master, master, I know I'm wrong, please rest for a while." Jingui, if the emperor blames you for the delay, you will not be able to get your money back even if you have been dismissed eight hundred times." He obeyed his master and said nothing, and walked into the room with light steps.

There were not many guards in the room, and the faces of a few of them were not very good-looking.Lieutenant General Meng Yuanmeng came here just now at the emperor's will, but he came out in a hurry not long after he entered.He followed the master into the back room, feeling a little nervous for the first visit.The master is really familiar with the road, walked around into the screen, and then made a noise, probably the curtain was lifted.He heard the master click his tongue very lightly, and then he beckoned him to come in with the medical kit.

He finally knew why the master, who was not young at the clinic, would make such a noise.The person lying on the bed was not the concubine he had imagined, but a handsome young man. If he was awake, his eyes would be very beautiful, but they are tightly closed now, and his face is flushed abnormally .The blood from the man's mouth soaked the pillow, he looked carefully and it turned out that it happened because he bit his lip, maybe it was to keep from making a sound.

The master lifted a corner of the brocade quilt and held the man's wrist to feel his pulse. The hand seemed to be boneless and limp, with slender and white fingers.He looked like someone else's, even the emperor's hands were full of calluses from holding and wielding swords all year round, but the man only had a thin layer of calluses on the fingers used to hold the pen.The man had a fever, and it was very serious.He heard the man's breathing come and go. If the master hadn't explained that the man's breathing sound was usually soft and now he had a high fever, he would have suspected that the man was about to return home.

Following the movement of the master lifting the quilt, the man's shoulders were accidentally exposed.He glanced at the scar on his shoulder and... the ambiguous marks of bruises.Any grown man should know the origin of that mark, he was stunned.The master looked up and saw those scars, because the bruises were really eye-catching on the porcelain-like skin, no wonder the man wrapped himself so tightly.The master changed his face and continued to concentrate on taking the pulse.Soon the master wrote the prescription, then exhaled deeply, and said: "Go and look through my medical box, there are two boxes of plasters, one big and one small, and bring them to me; then go outside and tell those people Don't come in here, hurry up and bring the medicine here, and what you have to do next must not let others see it."

"I don't know what will happen if I use it on a man... But looking at it like this, I can't wait to get a new one from the palace..." The master muttered and took the ointment, and turned to look at the man.When he went out and told the guards and came in again, the master had already lifted all the brocade quilts and stripped off his shirt. "Help me with some medicine, remember to be gentle so that it doesn't hurt people, and be careful not to rub it to other places." The master opened the big box and handed it to him, "The medicine I made myself is expensive." He then touched the medicine by the way. He took the master's white hand.The master didn't care, and then began to take off his pants.

He wiped it on little by little, and the medicine should have added a little flower and leaf spices to cover up the bitterness of the herbal medicine, and it smelled very pleasant after sniffing it carefully.He felt sorry for this man, why did he have such a good-looking appearance, his brows were tightly frowned, the blood on his bitten lip was already solidified, and it was uncomfortable to look at dry.He gently parted some strands of hair and put them on the back, not to mention it was quite soft, but the ones scattered on the back were as beautiful as ink.As soon as he turned his head, he saw the master—clenching his teeth and slowly cleaning up behind the man. The blood on the cotton cloth thrown on the ground was very eye-catching.

He saw a thin layer of sweat dripping from the master's smooth forehead, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment. "Master, replace me when you're tired, and take a rest." He couldn't help saying, but in exchange for a light reprimand from the master: "How can you do the meticulous work, you three and five rough, take the medicine carefully!" , concentrate on it." He fell silent and concentrated on applying it. "Woo..." He suddenly heard the man sobbing softly, and at a glance, he saw that the delicate eyebrows were almost knotted, and the movement of biting his lip became more and more serious. If he bites down further, blood may bleed again. "Hey, master..." As soon as he called out to the master, he was frightened by the master's action - the master was frowning and looking behind the man, the medicine box was opened and put aside, a large amount of medicine was dug out piece.

The master didn't answer him, but carefully applied the medicine on the man's back.The man may be in pain and struggling a little, but he has no strength because of his illness, and he can't move anywhere.It took three hours after the medicine was dispensed, and the master checked it carefully, and cleaned up everything that was just messed up.He saw that the master was really tired, so he gently supported him. It was rare that the master did not resist.After going out, the master suddenly leaned over and pulled him to kneel down, and bowed respectfully: "See the emperor..." Before he could finish speaking, the emperor interrupted: "Get up, how is he?"

The master told everything about the man's situation, and the more he listened to it, the more embarrassing he became, my God, it's serious.He lowered his head, unable to see the emperor's expression.The emperor was silent for a long time, and asked: "Can I go in to see him now?" exhausted.

"How long did he burn?" Meng Che asked.A guard replied tremblingly: "I don't know, but Mr. Fu An has been lying down since he came back last night." The master looked at the guard and said quietly: "It's been a long time, this Fu An You don’t seem to be very strong, so you won’t be able to get wet in the rain, right?” No one answered, Meng Che said a word of appreciation slowly and left, and when he got to the door, he didn’t forget to turn his head and tell the master that you will treat him from now on.The people in the room sent the emperor off respectfully, and they packed up and left.He accepted the reward for his master, and followed his master to leave the mansion.

He really wanted to know how he got the injury all over his body. The man bit his lip in pain and couldn't even make a sound. It looked really pitiful.The master seemed to see what he was thinking, and touched him lightly: "The emperor asked to wait on Mr. Fu An. After you get to know him well, you can ask him shamelessly. But you still have to avoid the matters above. If you can't get involved, don't get involved."

"Master, what do you think of the injury of Mr. Fu An?" He asked desperately, but was slapped by the master on the spot: "I told you not to meddle, how many heads do you have to chop off? !" Master Shui Lingling's eyes widened, but he still controlled the strength of his strike, not very hard, "It doesn't make people worry about how old they are!"

Shen Wancong felt his body hurt, his head was heavy, and it was extremely painful.He seemed to have lost the strength to open his eyes, and just listened to the movement around him to see if he could find someone to give him some water.His throat felt like it was on fire, dry as if it could burst open at any moment.

Suddenly there was a movement around him, a person sat down, and then he was picked up and leaned against the head of the bed.He let out a hoarse whimper from his throat, and then a trace of coolness moistened his lips.He moved to drink more, but the water on his lips was quickly wiped off!He was very unhappy and thought he might die if there was no more water.

"Wait, I'll feed you water later." He heard a voice explaining to him patiently, so he gave up.He felt fingers rubbing against his lips, and a rusty smell filled his mouth, like blood. "Don't bite your lips in the future, just call out when it hurts." That's why it sounded again, with a hint of blame in the words.It's not biting you, it's not biting you, can I give some water... Shen Wancong shouted in his heart, his heavy body tilted sideways when he didn't pay attention, and some water dripped on the bed.

The man clicked his tongue.After a while, he was hugged tightly in his arms, which was quite warm.The man hurried out after feeding him water with great difficulty, but he had already put him down and helped cover the quilt by the way.

Still have a headache.He thought about it and fell asleep again.