Mu Bai is here.

Chu Qingge never expected that he would create what she wanted in a night.

Straight needle, round needle, triangular needle!

With these, you will not worry about having no tools when you suture the wound in the future.

There are also grinding instruments, God! It’s really the same as what she draws on the drawings!

"Syringe!"

Chu Qingge was excited and almost fainted: "You...you are so amazing, how did you create this? I actually gave up!"

Mu Bai's originally somewhat distant eyes were a little softer after seeing her unreserved surprise.

He said lightly: "It is the princess's ingenious design that can only break through herself if she is below."

If there were no drawings, he would not be able to create these tools.

I thought it was too detailed and complicated, but I didn't want it, it turned out that it was really OK.

He was also surprised.

"Nite! You actually...you can really make such a thin needle! It's so terrible!"

This is ancient times!

Chu Qingge rushed to his forehead with a burst of passion.

In ancient times, how could a needle appear?

The thin silver needle is so empty inside!

"Impossible! I'm drawing, I just... just want... Impossible, you can't do it, you are a god, how can you..."

Suddenly, her eyes turned dark and her already soft body fell down suddenly.

"Princess!" No one expected that the princess who was excited just now would fall down just now.

Just like that, I fainted!

Lan Yu subconsciously supported her and was about to shout to the doctor.

But Mu Bai said in a deep voice: "The princess is suffering from the cold."

"Mu Bai, do you understand medical skills?"

"I understand a little." After Lan Yu and Qiaoer helped the princess into the car, he followed him, put a layer of gauze to take the princess's pulse.

The eyebrows slowly frowned: "The princess was injured before, but now, the wound is probably not healing well. In addition, the external cold and fever... The princess must take medicine and have a good rest."

After taking a look at Qiao'er again, he said, "Can there be medicinal materials in the army?"

"Yes, there are accompanying doctors and medicine trucks behind our convoy."

"I'm now..." Mu Bai's eyes flashed by something.

When he looked back, his eyes lit up: "There are good medicines available here!"

...It was noon, Feng Liye was under the temporary awning, accompanying Chu Weiyun for dinner.

Feng Zao was guarding outside the awning and had been wandering for a long time.

It is obvious that there is something to report.

Chu Weiyun's face was dim and she suddenly put down her chopsticks.

"Princess, you have just eaten this little, should you eat something more?" Rou'er coaxed in a low voice.

Chu Weiyun shook her head and said nothing.

Rou'er could only turn to Feng Liye, and did not dare to get close. She whispered from a distance: "Criminal, you... advise the princess!"

Feng Liye's indifferent eyes fell on Chu Weiyun's face.

But in the end, I just took it back calmly: "Prepare the things and give them to the princess on the way."

Rou'er bit her lower lip and wanted to say something.

But the prince's face was like water, and he was so indifferent, who dared to say more?

She could only whisper: "Yes."

Not long after, Feng Liye put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Brother Ye, where are you going?" Chu Weiyun saw that he was about to leave, as if she was frightened, and her hands began to tremble again.

Feng Liye noticed the gauze on her wrist.

After she woke up last night, she was determined to die, and even cut her wrist with a knife.

Although the cut was not deep, it also shed a lot of blood.

When Feng Liye thought of his debt to her, his face softened slightly: "Inspection."

He walked towards the wind.
Chapter completed!