The old man was experienced and washed his hands first, prepared medicines and utensils calmly, and then asked Chen Xian to avoid it.

The girl said to Chen Xian: "When grandpa treats people's injuries, no one is allowed to interfere. Please forgive me. After grandpa has dealt with Lord Su's injuries, I will invite you in."

Chen Xian and the girl left the room and sat outside the door and kept guarding her. As long as Su Zhe could get better, she would do whatever she could.

The girl fed water to wash off the blood on Chen Xian's hands, looked at the tears on Chen Xian's face, and said, "Don't worry, my grandfather will take action personally, Lord Su is fine."

Chen Xian did not respond. The girl was afraid that she would not believe it, so she comforted her and said, "My grandfather had been an imperial physician for decades. Master Su's medical skills were taught by my grandfather. Since my grandfather said it was a skin trauma, it was a skin trauma. It would be fine if he was raising it for a few days."

Chen Xian looked down at her hands. Even though she had washed away the blood, she still felt bright red on her hands.

"He will be fine." Chen Xian murmured with his forehead holding both hands. I don't know if it was for him or for God.

It has been two or three years since the time when Su Zhe was seriously injured in Yeliang, but now I think about it, I still remember it vividly. The longer they fell in love, the more they experienced, Chen Xian became more and more unacceptable, and saw Su Zhe bleeding and injured.

She was already very afraid that she would not be with him anymore, so how could she not be afraid of losing him? She was worried and extremely scared.

Chen Xian really regretted that it would be great if Su Zhe had not been allowed to accompany her today. If she had compromised earlier and brought the sixth prince into the palace earlier, he would not have to come to persuade her in person, and he would not have been with her.

In fact, he didn't want to go to such a scene at all.

If he didn't follow her to the city gate, this wouldn't have happened. Or if she not only cared about quarrel with the Sixth Prince and returned to the city in time, she wouldn't have waited until a stone fell on the city tower...

Many ifs made Chen Xian’s mind messy.

Chen Xian always thought that one day, she could come to protect Su Zhe. But in fact, from the beginning to the present, she was protected by that man.

In order not to let her be a female monarch who was criticized by the world, he abides by the monarch and his subjects, he even did not give her the opportunity to hug him and comfort him.

His perseverance blocked himself from the outside, and no one in the world could break it.

It was this kind of Su Zhe that made Chen Xian regret and fear. If he had a few shortcomings, she would rather be killed by the stones rolling down the city tower.

He spent the rest of his life thinking about her, but did he think about it half as himself?

Chen Xian held his forehead with one hand, his forehead scattered from his fingers, and his other hand grabbed the collar of his heart with pain.

The girl asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

She replied with extreme depression: "It hurts, it hurts so much that I'm almost unable to breathe."

In the room, Su Zhe kept his eyes closed tightly, breathing gently, and his pale expression was peaceful. When the old man treated him for the injury behind his head, he said, "Can you still be awake?"

Su Zhe responded calmly: "Well, I feel a little dizzy."

It is not difficult for the old man to find that there are two scars on the back of his head, one of which can be seen as an old wound left behind. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "Boy, have you suffered a brain injury before?"

"Ah, I accidentally knocked it."

"If I just accidentally knocked it, the scar would not be so deep."

Su Zhe smiled faintly and said, "Master, please whisper."

The old man knew that Chen Xian was outside, and Su Zhe didn't want her to hear it.

When he first entered the door, the old man also recognized Chen Xian, but now he is living in seclusion without asking about the past. But the old man still remembers that when Su Zhebai studied medicine under his disciple, he asked Su Zhe, why did he study medicine?

Back then, the old man was the best medical practitioner in the Imperial Hospital. Su Zhe was the one with the most qualifications of apprenticeship under his disciples, but unfortunately he lacked a Buddha's heart.

From the first day he worshipped the old man, his purpose was very clear, not to save the world, but to protect her.

After so many years, his original intention remains unchanged.

The old man treated the wound, treated Su Zhe with his pulse, and said seriously: "Open your eyes and I'll take a look."

After a while, Su Zhe slowly opened his eyes. Seeing this, the old man's expression changed and he sighed.

The deep, thin and narrow eyes were now full of bloodshot, no longer seen the depth of the past, but replaced by a charming red.

The old man approached, lifted his eyelids, looked at the red blood in his pupils, and said, "No wonder you have to keep your eyes closed."

Su Zhe may know that his situation was a bit bad this time, and he didn't want Chen Xian to see it.

The old man immediately started preparing the silver needle without delay. The technique of twisting the needle was almost the same as that of Su Zhe, and Su Zhe should have obtained his true teachings.

After a moment, several silver needles pierced into the acupoints on Su Zhe's head. The old man asked, "Since the last time I was injured, have you felt dizzy?"

Su Zhe blinked his red eyes and said, "It's been."

The old man said: "Your brain injury must have left a blood clot in your skull before. This time the brain was hit again, and the new injury affected the old injury, which may have knocked the blood clot apart."

Su Zhe asked plainly: "What will happen?"

The old man looked at him and said, "I will die."

Su Zhe laughed.

The old man said, "You can still laugh, thinking I'm slandering. If the blood stasis is not discharged in time, it will really die." After a pause, he said, "You can't say that the injury is completely damaged this time, it's good or bad. The blood stasis of the old wound is broken, and I can help you discharge it in time. If the new injury is not serious, it can be considered as eradicating a stubborn disease for you, otherwise it may happen at any time in the future. But I can't guarantee what sequelae will bring. This needs to be observed slowly in the future."

Su Zhe said: "It seems that the disciples are still saved."

The old man said, "Don't be too happy too early. The illness comes like a mountain. Be prepared. Your body has been severely damaged before, and it still has its own tracks to follow. Its internal organs are abnormal. I think there is no good health and rest. It is all based on your willpower to hold on. If you continue like this, it depends on how long you can hold on."

Su Zhe usually looks nothing unusual, with minor illnesses and minor pains, and a slight discomfort in his body, and he will not show it at all. He has exerted the functions of this body to the extreme, and it is time to take a break after exceeding the load.

When the needle was collected, Su Zhe's congested red eyes finally returned to normal little by little. The old man finally pierced his sleeping hole, allowing his body to sleep completely.

When he came out of the room, the old man wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Chapter completed!