Chapter 41 Chapter Forty-One

Another month passed in a flash.During this period, neither Longyang nor Solanum nigrum appeared again. On this day, it rained patteringly all night, and it didn't clear up until dawn. The sky was overcast and depressing. Early in the morning, Yan Wei was awakened by the noise downstairs.After listening carefully, it was the voices of Zhumeng and several men.Yan Wei was very surprised, didn't Zhumeng say not to talk to the servant?Could it be... an outsider came downstairs? After Yan Wei hurriedly finished dressing, she came downstairs and heard Zhu Meng's voice outside the door: "His Royal Highness has ordered that without his order, no one is allowed to take the princess away from this place! No one is allowed to enter this place!"

"We are following the order of Princess Kui, please be accommodating and let us speak to Princess Wei face to face." It was a man's voice, sincere and sincere, sounding like a servant. Zhumeng said: "His Royal Highness does have strict orders, forgive me for not being able to follow orders." "His Royal Highness is seriously injured and comatose right now, so how can he pass any order? Princess Kui has always been on good terms with Princess Wei, so will it hurt Princess Wei?" It was the voice of another servant, his tone a little irritable. When Yan Wei heard that Long Yang was seriously injured and unconscious, she was very anxious. She hurriedly lifted the corner of her skirt, rushed to the door in two steps, opened the door, and asked, "Longyang...how is Prince Yang? What kind of injury did you suffer?"

When everyone outside the door saw Yan Wei coming out, they saluted together, and one of the servants said: "His Royal Highness has been in a coma for three days due to serious injuries, and his fever persists. I am the servant next to Princess Kui. By the order of Princess Kui, please move the princess." Go and have a look." Yan Wei nodded: "Okay! Allow me to pack up the things I use, and let you go!" "Princess! Your Highness has ordered you not to leave this place!" Zhumeng shouted. Yan Wei forced a smile: "Follow the matter urgently, if you are worried, just come with me!"

The door opened, but I saw Long Yang on the bed with his eyes closed, his face flushed, his breathing short of breath, his forehead and neck were covered with fine sweat, he seemed to be naked to the upper body, only covered with a double-layer gauze quilt, which was exposed outside On his left shoulder, there was a hideous scar. It seemed that his collarbone had been broken by a sword. After the injury, he had not undergone careful treatment and maintenance. The muscle and muscle were just tangled and healed into a glaring scar. ...was it the young master Su who was injured?Yan Wei was stunned suddenly.

Solanum nigrum, who was about to cry beside the bed, gently held Yan Wei's sleeve: "Hurry up and save brother, he has been in such a coma for three days, his body is scalded like fire, and the medicine for healing seems to have no effect. ..." Yan Wei caught Long Yang's pulse with one hand, and patted the back of Solanum nigrum with the other, signaling her to rest assured. Judging from the pulse condition, it was just that the trauma had not been treated well, causing a sore. Although it was dangerous, it was not difficult to treat. Yan Wei immediately calmed down and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

Solanum nigrum touched her chest with her hand and let out a long breath. Yan Wei asked again: "His trauma, can I see it?" Solanum nigrum nodded, and lifted the gauze quilt on Longyang's body to the waist, Yan Wei gasped, and took half a step back. On Longyang's exposed upper body, there were no less than ten large and small wounds, those narrow and long sword slash wounds, small and deep arrow wounds, and the biggest bloody hole under his ribs, which should have been stabbed by the tip of a spear. , all the wounds were ferociously reddish-purple, swollen and festered, exuding a bloody smell...

Yan Wei felt palpitations for a while, only felt a cramping pain in her chest, and said angrily: "Are there no doctors in the army? If these wounds are well bandaged and prescribed medication on time, it shouldn't be like this!" Solanum nigrum said softly: "Jiang Country has many water marshes and ports. The battlefield of this battle is covered in mud. The wound must have been soaked in sewage. This season is dry and rainy, and the water in the lake is not clean..." Yan Wei nodded and asked, "Is the lower body still injured?" Solanum nigrum opened the quilt of the lower body again, Yan Wei felt another pain in her heart.There was a long wound on the left leg, and the pale flesh was rolled up. It seemed that the carrion had been cleaned up, and the whole leg was swollen and swollen. Although the two wounds on the right leg were not big, the surroundings were red and swollen like goose eggs. It was pus and blood accumulated under the skin, and the end of the silk floss was slightly exposed on the wound.

Yan Wei bit her lip, calmed down, and asked, "What about the back? Is there still an injury on the back?" Solanum nigrum shook his head and said: "There is no back, brother is definitely not the kind of person who escapes on the battlefield and leaves his back to the enemy!" Hearing the word "enemy", Yan Wei felt as if something was stuck in her chest.Suddenly thinking of Long Yang's comforting words that day, "My son is fine, he suffered a little injury..." That was Long Yang's enemy, the enemy who caused him to be seriously injured and nearly died, and took away his great rivers and mountains, but Long Yang was like that To put it lightly, it seems like two friends are betting on horses and swords, just...to make myself feel at ease...

Yan Wei couldn't help but think of Zhao Lei again. At that time, she agreed to Zhao Lei's request to die, but she just felt that even if he was cured, what awaited him would be endless torture.But Long Yang couldn't escape, he couldn't choose to die, he had to put on his battle robe when he recovered from his injury, charge again, get hurt again, and heal his wounds again...until the last drop of blood was shed for Jiang Guo.Perhaps, this is even more terrifying than torture. In addition to the wounds on the body, there are also the fallen land, the displaced people, and the comrades who died in battle...all of them are more penetrating and serious than the pain of skin and flesh, and there is no medicine at all. medical……

Yan Wei thought about it, but she didn't realize that her eyes were filled with mist. Huayu ointment is very effective for this kind of sores, and Yan Wei is quite experienced in dealing with trauma. After only two or three hours, Longyang's heat has subsided a lot, and his breathing has gradually calmed down. The oral prescription prescribed by Yizheng was also suitable for the symptoms, but the effect was slower. Yan Wei and Yizheng deliberated, changed a few medicines, and added some medicines to strengthen the body and nourish the blood to replenish Qi and blood. Under Yan Wei's persuasion, Solanum nigrum has already gone back to rest.

Yan Wei has been sitting by the couch, watching over Long Yang.Thinking in his heart, it would be fine to stay like this until the end of time. If he is unconscious, he won't feel pain, won't worry about state affairs, and won't be bathed in blood... For Long Yang, it's a kind of relief. "Yang Wei..." Long Yang's eyes were still closed, but he let out a low cry. Yan Wei was in a daze for a moment, but she didn't realize that she was being called.Looking back on the days when I was with Long Yang, it was always "you" who came and "I" went, and they were mostly tit-for-tat with each other, and there were very few times when they were friendly, he never called his name, and he seemed to never Never called him His Highness... Long Yang naturally didn't know, in Yan Wei's heart, he still resisted the surname "Yang". Yan Wei gently held Long Yang's hand, and said in a low voice, "Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Long Yang's eyes widened, he pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, and showed a smile: "I...much better, thank you..." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yan Wei's abdomen. Yan Wei frowned slightly, seeing this, Long Yang hurriedly withdrew his hand, but Yan Wei used her own hand to press Long Yang's hand on her body.The fetus in the womb moved restlessly as if it had been sensed. Yan Wei had a lot of things to say, she wanted to ask about the situation of the battle, about Long Yang's injuries... But she felt that she had no position and didn't know how to speak, so in the end she just said lightly: "Recover well, these injuries There is nothing serious, and it will be fine soon." In short...avoid all topics related to the war between Yang and Jiang, otherwise, any word that comes out will be like a sharp knife, bloody, and both of them will die Injuried. Long Yang waved his hand, dismissed the maidservant, bowed his body slightly, and said solemnly: "I beg you, you must promise me!" Yan Wei nodded slightly, and looked at Long Yang in surprise. "You help me prepare some poison, no... you just need to write out the prescription, and give it to your servants, and they will pass it to me. You don't want to touch these things..." Long Yang said in a deep voice. Yan Wei was startled, and asked, "What kind of poison do you want?" "If you take it, you will die immediately. It's better...the death is not too painful, and it's not too embarrassing..." Long Yang frowned, as if he was enduring the pain, and also seemed to have too much knowledge about poison. How unbearable and helpless. Yan Wei's heart beat wildly, and she asked again: "What... is this for?" Long Yang said in a deep voice: "It is prepared for the concubines and palace servants in the harem. If... if the soldiers are defeated and the city is destroyed, so that they will not be humiliated and can keep their innocence." Yan Wei said anxiously: "My elder brother will not let the soldiers run amok, you...you are worrying too much..." Long Yang curled his lips and smiled: "How do you know what war is and what is destroying a country..." After finishing speaking, he lay down slumped, turned his head to one side, and slowly closed his eyes. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye and fell on his forehead. , Sweat dripped again. Yan Wei hurriedly caught Long Yang's pulse with one hand, and pulled out the handkerchief with the other to wipe the sweat and tears from Long Yang's face. She couldn't bear it, and said softly, "Don't worry...I promise you." Long Yang was overjoyed, opened his eyes and said: "Try to choose some commonly used medicines for compatibility. If there are rare medicines, you might as well write a few spare and replaceable medicines. Now is wartime, and many medicines are hard to find. " "Hmm." Yan Wei nodded, and asked again, "This medicine...why not let the doctor prepare it?" Long Yang smiled wryly and said: "I...don't want Father Jun to know, please be sure to hide it for me." Yan Wei nodded and said, "Okay! Don't worry." Long Yang said again: "But...but, you...no matter what happens, you must not commit suicide, you must let this child live! If Jiang Guo people make things difficult for you, you can take out the ring and say your surname Jiang, is the survivor of King Jiang Lie. If you meet Yang Jun, your jade pendant should be able to save your life, you know what to do..." An ominous premonition arose in Yan Wei's heart. Long Yang's words today were somewhat like last words.