Tease the medical concubine, the prince has been chasing

Chapter 50 The Feeling of the Sun

The next day, Tang Xueyao woke up early, and handed over the blueprints drawn last night to A Hua, and asked him to bring some money and go to the best craftsman in the capital to customize a wheelchair for Ning Han.

It was only a matter of time before Ning Han stood up and walked.

"Did you feel any other way after the last acupuncture?"

After Tang Xueyao helped Ning Han clean up, she brought a warm breakfast.

"I don't feel anything special, but last night..." Ning Han's ears turned red slightly, "I can feel it last night, and it seems that I can exert a little strength."

Tang Xueyao silently adjusted Ning Han's treatment plan.

The medical clinic reopened. Although it was busy, Ning Han could not be negligent. She decided to give Ning Han acupuncture every day, and use her own original method to massage Ning Han's legs, supplemented by soaking the body with fairy grass, so that the recovery speed can be improved. can be faster.

The big tree and the young tree were playing around in the yard, while Wang Man was beside him, chatting softly with Ah Xuan about the daily routine.

Axuan's body has recovered a lot, and she also showed the liveliness of a girl, laughing like silver bells from time to time.

Ning Han stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. After a while, he said, "Yao'er, I want to try the teaching thing you mentioned last time."

Tang Xueyao was surprised and delighted at the same time, originally she only mentioned it casually, but she never thought that Ning Han was really thinking about it seriously.

"Last night, I appreciated Xiaoshu's performance in the courtroom. He is different from other children. If he can study systematically, he will definitely accomplish a lot in the future." Ning Han said.

While fiddling with the abacus, Tang Xueyao wrote down the expenses of the palace one by one, and said: "Wang Man usually makes up for the knowledge that the little tree has left behind when he is free. I originally wanted to send him to the school, but at present, The progress is still not keeping up with peers."

Ning Han signaled Tang Xueyao to hand over the pen and paper, and began to write something on it: "Scattered study like this is naturally not good. When I can see people, I will teach Xiaoshu. I stay in the room every day, either reading or waiting for you." , and a little boring."

Tang Xueyao was puzzled: "I'm not in the palace, what are you waiting for me?"

"Do you know that seeing each other every day is like three autumns?" The corners of Ning Han's mouth hooked up slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little more tender.

Tang Xueyao flicked the tip of the pen, and the ink instantly turned black on the paper, which was particularly eye-catching among the neat accounts.

She was caught off guard by Ning Han's sudden confession, she was stunned for a moment, and her face was flushed.

"When your wheelchair is seated, you can walk around in the palace freely. If you want to see me, you can come to see me anytime." Tang Xueyao smiled softly, blessed to the heart, and took out another piece of clean rice paper, and wrote seriously on it. two lines.

"May it be the southwest wind, and I will die forever in your arms." Ning Han slowly read the content on the paper, "Do you know the next sentence?"

Tang Xueyao's face was flushed, how could she remember everything so completely?I had no choice but to awkwardly type haha: "I don't understand the style, I use this sentence to express my heart, you are good, and you are starting to test me."

"Yao'er, don't worry, as long as you are willing, my heart will be open to you at any time." Ning Han's voice was provocative, and several low laughs escaped from the depths of his throat.

Although Tang Xueyao's handwriting was not very attractive, Ning Han still took advantage of Tang Xueyao's turning around, folded the paper carefully, put it under his pillow properly, and sighed silently in his heart.

Yao'er, do you know that in my heart, you are the road dust, and I am the muddy cement?
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The craftsmen in the capital were very efficient. A day later, Amei brought back the finished wheelchair.

The edges of the wheelchair were polished smooth and round, and there were armrests under the two wheels that could be rotated. Tang Xueyao went around the wheelchair to check repeatedly, and was very satisfied.

When Tang Xueyao stood in front of Ning Han with a wheelchair, Ning Han felt a warm current rushing through her heart.

He rubbed the armrest of the wheelchair repeatedly: "It can't be seen on the drawings, but when he really does it well, it is so delicate and light, Yao'er, you have worked hard."

Tang Xueyao smiled and took Ning Han's hand, with a look of anticipation in her eyes: "How is it? Do you want to give it a try?"

Ning Han nodded slightly.

Tang Xueyao supported Ning Han, made herself his support, and put him on the wheelchair step by step.

Although Ning Han's legs had already begun to feel a little bit, they were still weak and boneless when he really wanted him to stand up.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were very complicated, half surprised, half inferior: "If I can get better sooner, faster, I don't need to bother you about this little thing."

Tang Xueyao felt Ning Han's mood swings, and gently pressed a kiss on Ning Han's forehead: "I have adjusted the treatment plan for you, your legs are just because of lying down for too long, muscle atrophy, blood stasis, every day Daily acupuncture plus massage can activate the meridians and blood, and in time, you will be able to stand up in person and see the lights of thousands of families in your heart."

Tang Xueyao carefully pushed the wheelchair to the door of the room.

"The servants of the mansion are already waiting outside, Ning Han, are you ready?"

Ning Han took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and he could see the outside world that he dreamed of, but at this moment, he felt a feeling of being close to home.

Seeing that Ning Han didn't speak, Tang Xueyao encouraged her gently: "It's okay, Ning Han, they are also looking forward to meeting you, let alone you have me by your side."

Ning Han closed his eyes, prepared himself mentally, as if he had made a lot of determination, and pushed the door open with his own hands.

Although it was almost winter, the sunlight outside was still a bit dazzling, and Ning Han couldn't help but raise his hand to block it.

The sun fell on Ning Hanhan's legs, and he even felt a slight warmth.

The mottled tree shadows swayed back and forth on the ground with the wind. The decoration of the palace in front of him was still the same as it was three years ago, and it hadn't changed. Ning Han felt strange but familiar.

Although Ning Han's face was as calm as water, there was a huge wave in his heart.

Tang Xueyao smiled at him comfortingly, and Rou Yi gently held Ning Han's hand that was trembling with excitement.

"I have seen Lord Ning."

Everyone waiting at the door saluted Ning Han in unison.

Ning Han glanced at the people in front of him, and combined with Tang Xueyao's description, he had a rough guess about their identities.

Xiaoshu looked at Ning Han curiously: "Before, everyone said that Prince Ning of Prince Ning's Mansion was dying, with only one breath left. It seems that it is just a rumor."

Today, as Ning Han's first meeting with everyone, Tang Xueyao specially put on new clothes for Ning Han, and her loose hair was also pulled up high, vaguely showing the shadow of the God of War back then.

Ning Han was also emotional because he opened the door for the first time, his face was rosy, how could he still look like a sick prince?
Wang Man, who was standing aside, remembered what Tang Xueyao had told them before, saying that the prince would be more sensitive because he hadn't seen strangers for a long time, and told them not to mention the past as much as possible.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly apologized to Ning Han: "My lord, Xiao Shutong speaks without restraint, please don't take it to heart."

Ning Han waved his hand, indicating that there is no serious problem: "Are you the little tree that Yao'er often mentions?"

Wang Man pushed Xiaoshu and motioned him to step forward to answer.

Ning Han narrowed the distance between Xiaoshu and himself, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"It is indeed as clever as Yao'er said. Although I can't walk, I have learned it seriously from the Taifu in the palace. If I can help you with the homework that is left behind, would you like it?"

Xiaoshu replied in crisp words: "The prince seems to be a person who has read a lot of poetry and books. As long as my sister agrees, then I will definitely study hard by my side."

(End of this chapter)