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Chapter 37 The Princess of the Hall (6)

Yun Beimo dragged her around the barracks for a long time, and her already dizzy head started to feel dizzy as she turned around, so she asked, "Hey! Jiangnan, where is that... military doctor...?"

Nan Xing wanted to be rude, "You didn't know you were going to take me to a military doctor?"

What's wrong with this man!

"I'm not new here, I must be unfamiliar..."

It was rare to see a trace of embarrassment on Yun Beimo's face. Nan Xing laughed at him and shook off his hand forcefully, "I said, Your Highness the Third Prince, don't make fun of me as a patient!" She is suffering now. .

After speaking, Nan Xing planned to go to the military doctor himself. Unexpectedly, her body was limp and almost fell. Yun Beimo quickly supported her, "What do you think you are trying to be?"

Nan Xing didn't have the strength to argue with him, her cheeks were burning red, and her lips were a little chapped, "Then you should take me to the military doctor." She felt that she must have a high fever. .

Yun Beimo looked at her as if she was getting more and more serious, and stopped teasing her.

Bend over and take her directly...

carried on the shoulders.

So Nan Xing, who was already burning and dizzy, began to congeal his brain again, and his eyes began to turn black...

I am Nima!

Yun Beimo, wait for me, wait for me to get better!

Gan!

It's not good to meet him!

Yun Beimo grabbed a patrolling soldier and successfully asked about the military doctor's camp.

Carrying Nanxing, he ran over.

So Nan Xing was about to be vomited by him again, and finally passed out in darkness...

"Doctor, show her quickly." Yun Beimo put her on the bed as soon as he arrived at the military medical camp.

The old military doctor with a beard looked at her condition and said, "It's a bit scary to burn. I'm going to make medicine for her, and you can get her some cold water to cool her down."

This is the first time His Royal Highness the Third Prince has been ordered, but he is not angry at all, nodding hurriedly, "Good doctor."

When cold water was called, His Royal Highness, the distinguished prince, carefully rubbed her forehead with a cold towel, with a little apology in his eyes.

It's all him. If he hadn't deliberately teased her and took her, who was already sick, around in circles, maybe it wouldn't have been so serious.

When she didn't open her eyes, she stopped arguing with him, and he found out that she looked good.

It's just that the eyebrows are a little too thin, and the lips...

This guy looks too handsome!

Yun Beimo looked at it for a long time, then took another towel and wet it to wipe her hands...

Hands are so soft...

Yun Beimo carefully observed it, the tiger's mouth has thin calluses, and he should practice swords all year round.

The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, as expected, he was still a trainer.

The old military doctor boiled a bowl of medicine and brought it to him. "Feed this to her, and it's better to wipe her body. She will sweat if she has a fever." After that, she went out and continued to boil the medicine.

The medicine was a little hot, and Nan Xing was in a coma and couldn't drink it.

Yun Beimo decided to wipe her body first, put the medicine on the table next to her, and reached out to untie the belt around her waist, revealing her white undershirt...

Just as he was about to take it off, a hot hand grabbed him hard.

Nan Xing opened his eyes and looked at him fiercely, his voice a little hoarse, "What are you doing?!"

The cheeks of the person on the bed were flushed, and the eyes that they thought were fierce were actually moist because of the fever, like a small beast pretending to be fierce.

Yun Beimo coughed, holding back his smile, "The doctor said that you will sweat when you have a fever, I will help you wipe your body."

Nan Xing propped himself up against the head of the bed, fastened his belt, and said indifferently, "I don't need you, I'll just do it myself."

"Okay, okay, I can't beat you, do you think I'd like it?" Thinking of when Yun Beimo has served others, it's fine if this kid doesn't appreciate it.

Yun Beimo brought the medicine and handed it to him, "Just wake up, drink the medicine!"

Nan Xing took it and frowned bitterly after taking a sip.

Yun Beimo burst out laughing, "Aren't you still afraid of hardship?"

Nan Xing ignored him and drank the medicine in three mouthfuls.In ancient times, I really suffered, and I had to drink such bitter Chinese medicine.

Nan Xing continued to lie down after drinking the medicine. She needs to rest now.He also folded the towel that fell on the bed and placed it on his forehead.

Yun Beimo couldn't help smiling when he saw her action, "You rest, I'll do it." He reached out and picked up the towel on her forehead, soaked it in cold water and put it on her again.

Nan Xing obediently closed his eyes and fell asleep again in a daze...

Yun Beimo sat beside the bed and looked at her with interest.

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When Nan Xing woke up, it was already evening.

The fever has almost subsided, but the spirit is still a little bad, and the throat is still a little sore, but it is much better than before.

Her head didn't hurt so much anymore, but she was a little hungry, and she didn't eat anything at noon.

Yun Beimo didn't know where she went, she was alone in the tent.

Nan Xing got up and got out of bed. As soon as he went out, he saw Yun Beimo carrying a few bags and talking to the old military doctor at the door.

"Is it better?" Yun Beimo asked her with a smile.

Nan Xing nodded, and Yun Beimo pulled her back.

"Do you know what I have in my hand?"

"I don't know." Nan Xing was not interested.

"It's your medicine!" Isn't she afraid of suffering?to suffer.

Nanxing: "...Oh."

"Hey! Is it necessary for you to be so cold? Have you forgotten who took care of you?" Yun Beimo was a little angry.

"I didn't forget, thank you, Your Highness."

"It's not necessary to say thank you." Yun Beimo stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder, "Just treat me better in the future."

Nan Xing clenched his fists, but still did not lift him away.

It's normal, normal, it's normal for a man to hang on his shoulders, he can't be angry, he can't be angry.He is a prince, and he cannot be provoked.

Yun Beimo felt her body stiff for a moment, but she didn't struggle, and the corner of her mouth tickled, "Jiangnan, where is your tent?"

Nan Xing coughed, his pale cheeks turned a little bloody, "Brother Chi and I are in the same camp."

Yun Beimo patted her on the back to cheer her up, and after hearing the words, he said, "Brother Chi? Captain Chi Liang?" Is the relationship so good?Also big brother...

Nan Xing nodded, "I'll just go back by myself, Your Highness..." Let's go to work first.

Before she could finish her words, Yun Beimo pulled her away with an unhappy face, "I said don't be so polite, let's go! Your Highness will take you to eat."

Yun Beimo's tent was very close to General Xiao's tent, both in the center.

The tent is obviously more luxurious than the general's tent. The floor is covered with carpets, plush to step on, and there are soft couches for rest. The soft couches are also covered with soft animal skins, and even grape fruits are placed on the table.It doesn't look like you're in a military camp at all, it's more like enjoying...

Yun Beimo pulled her to the table and sat down, "I know you're sick, and I specially explained the porridge for you." After snapping her fingers, a guard brought her to her. It seems that this guard is also him. brought.

Although it is ordinary white porridge, the thick boiled porridge proves that he is still attentive.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Nan Xing took a sip, looked at Yun Beimo and watched her eat, a little embarrassed, "Your Highness..." What about dinner?

Before I could finish speaking, I saw the guards bring another plate of roast duck, followed by a few soldiers, serving all kinds of food, braised pork, chicken soup, sweet-scented osmanthus fish...

Yun Beimo picked up the chopsticks and smiled: "Oh, I'll just eat it."

Nanxing: "..."

This man absolutely did it on purpose!

My hands are so cold: it is rare to see the anchor being sanctioned hahaha!

Want to eat: Maybe this is the nemesis.

Zerg are all sand sculptures: Obviously this prince is not gentle at all, but why do I feel that I have a sense of CP with the anchor?

Galaxy and him: After all, the world of anchors is too depressing...

(End of this chapter)