"My lord, what's wrong with you?" Feng Wuyou noticed something was wrong with Xiao Jinglan and rushed over immediately.

"Feng Wuyou, get out!" Xiao Jinglan almost gritted her teeth and spat out these words.

His head hurts so much.

He could still endure the injury, but this inexplicable headache was unbearable even for him.

He didn't want Feng Wuyou to see him in such a miserable state.

But Feng Wuyou's expression suddenly became serious.

Trauma syndrome.

Many people think that as long as the trauma heals, everything will be fine. In fact, this is not the case. Although many people's wounds heal, the horror of the injury will remain in their hearts, eventually forming neurological, secretory, and psychological problems.

Problems, and even if there are no wounds, there are symptoms of severe pain, vomiting, convulsions or other reactions.

Among them, the most common one is headache.

Obviously, Xiao Jinglan is in this situation now.

Her eyes couldn't help but darken. How many injuries did Xiao Jinglan suffer back then, so that a person with such a determined mind would suffer from traumatic syndrome?

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore." She hugged Xiao Jinglan and comforted him in a low voice.

Bai Yu's mask was right in front of her, and she could take it off with her hand. At this time, Xiao Jinglan had absolutely no ability to resist.

But Feng Wuyou didn't want to do this at all. She knew that this man was arrogant and would never want others to see him like he was now.

In the past, Feng Wuyou had been treated for countless trauma syndromes in the army. Behind each trauma syndrome was a painful past.

Her little hands kept pressing on Xiao Jinglan's head and several acupuncture points on the back of his neck. When his headache was better, she quickly injected acupuncture to treat it.

For more than half an hour, Feng Wuyou hardly paused.

His lean and well-proportioned back was covered with silver needles, which looked almost scary.

Xiao Jinglan had already closed her eyes, but it could be seen that she was much calmer than before. Feng Wuyou's treatment was effective.

Yan Lin and others outside also discovered this, because Xiao Jinglan's injury became more severe as it progressed, and it would not gradually subside until it passed a critical point.

In the past, even if Uncle Yan was around, he would hear the prince's painful groans from time to time.

But ever since Feng Wuyou entered, the prince seemed to have made no uncomfortable noises.

The prince must take a bath after his injury occurred, so he quickly ordered someone to prepare hot water.

When Feng Wuyou pulled out all the silver needles and planned to let Xiao Jinglan sleep for a while, Xiao Jinglan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Serve the king to take a bath." He said hoarsely.

At this time, he didn't even have to pretend to be hoarse. The injury had already made him exhausted, but he still held on.

Feng Wuyou's face tightened: "You need to rest, my treatment is not for you to waste like this."

Xiao Jinglan glanced at her with deep eyes and said calmly: "The emperor's people are still outside."

If no one told Feng Wuyou about the news of his illness, it would be impossible for Feng Wuyou to know about it. And if the person asked Feng Wuyou to come see her, it would be impossible for him not to send someone to follow him.

"Feng Wuyou, this king cannot fall, do you understand?"

On his body were the palace of the Prince of Qin and the lives of two hundred thousand people of the Xiao family army.

Although he was so weak, he was so strong that no one could match him. Feng Wuyou didn't know how to describe him.

This man said nothing but carried everything on his shoulders.

I got a new piece of clothing for Xiao Jinglan to put on before having hot water brought in.

After putting down the water, he was about to go out, but was stopped by Yan Lin.

"Miss Feng, please send the Buddha to the west. The prince doesn't like others to look at his body. He always bathes by himself. He definitely can't do it now. Anyway, Miss Feng has already seen it, so why not wait for the prince to bathe again?

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After saying that, he closed the door directly.

Feng Wuyou was speechless. She turned around and saw Xiao Jinglan staring at her quietly.

"The people outside are still waiting." Xiao Jinglan said quietly.

Feng Wuyou gritted his teeth. It's not like he hadn't seen male soldiers take a bath before. Now he was waiting for Xiao Jinglan. What's the big deal?

More than a quarter of an hour later, Feng Wuyou appeared in front of everyone pushing Xiao Jinglan who had changed into new clothes.

Feng Wuyou's face was slightly red. The so-called service was actually just helping Xiao Jinglan into the bathtub and then helping him out. He could wear clothes and other things by himself.

But for some reason, her face still couldn't help but feel hot.

On the contrary, Xiao Jinglan was in a good mood, even the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"Is Eunuch Wang still outside?" Feng Wuyou asked. It took her a long time to come in, and she didn't know if Eunuch Wang was still there.

Yan Lin immediately said that he was still there. He was a person sent by the emperor and it was impossible to leave until he got the exact news.

"Then please accompany me to meet you, so that your royal brother can rest assured." Xiao Jinglan said quietly and let Feng Wuyou push him to the front hall. wavv

When Eunuch Wang saw Xiao Jinglan coming out sitting comfortably in a wheelchair and full of energy, a look of disappointment immediately appeared in his eyes.

Xiao Jinglan is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Qin Palace. As long as he is around, the emperor will not dare to take action easily. After all, he has 200,000 Xiao family troops in his hands.

These Xiao family troops are die-hard loyal to the Qin Palace and can turn against the capital with just one order.

The emperor didn't want Xiao Jinglan to live, but he couldn't kill Xiao Jinglan, which led to the current situation.

Seeing Xiao Jinglan's condition with his own eyes, Wang Eunuch completed his mission and left first.

After the prince left, the aura that Xiao Jinglan was holding on suddenly dissipated. Feng Wuyou simply knocked him out with an acupuncture and let him have a good rest.

No one is made of iron. After just experiencing such a life-and-death torture, most people would have fallen down long ago. Thanks to this man, they could still hold on and come out to see the prince.

After Xiao Jinglan was settled, Feng Wuyou walked out of his room again.

"Miss Feng, thank you very much." Yan Lin stayed outside and thanked him: "Your Majesty..."

"He will get better after a sleep. I don't know much about the prince's disease, but I can help relieve his symptoms. I will come over every other day these days to help him get acupuncture. You can find a way for me to come to the prince's mansion reasonably.

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She never likes to owe others, but she feels that she owes Xiao Jinglan. By doing this, she can repay him for helping her in Wutong Palace, and not exposing the fact that she took advantage of his influence.

As for Prince Qin's Mansion, she doesn't want to have anything to do with it. She will leave soon. The simpler and cleaner the relationship with this place, the better.

Perhaps the only thing that can be done is to pass her pain-relieving acupuncture method to someone in the palace, so that Xiao Jinglan can feel more comfortable when the injury occurs.

However, when she thought of Yan Lin saying that Xiao Jinglan never allowed others to get close to her when she was injured, Feng Wuyou was confused again.

If this is the case, then even if this technique is passed on to others, it will be useless.

I was thinking randomly all the way back to Feng Mansion. As soon as I entered the gate, Ji Qing hurriedly greeted me.
Chapter completed!