Zhong Mingwei looks at the high knee and is worried. He didn't hurt his knee before, but now it's different from before. Ah Cho takes good care of him so carefully. It's so good now. He can't get out of bed, but he's aching deeply. Zhong Mingwei can't help but be flustered. It's not a thing to go on like this
"BAM bam!" There was a knock on the door,
"here it is!" Chen Qingxuan then remembered that there was someone outside. He was too busy to open the door. As a result, as soon as his door opened, the people outside hit his shoulder and rushed in directly.
"Dian..." Pang Yi knelt down in front of the bed and was about to open his mouth when he was stopped by Zhong Mingwei's eyes. He was so busy that he changed his mouth, "what's wrong with you, sir? It's so easy for me to find! "
Chen Qingxuan rubbed his shoulder which was hurt by the collision and looked at the man kneeling in front of the bed. He was shocked and surprised. He always thought that Zhong Mingwei's identity was unusual. But at this time, he still felt that he could not think about it.
"Mr. Chen, please help me make a pot of tea." Instead of dealing with pangyi, Zhong Mingwei looks up and says to pangyi.
"Good." Chen Qingxuan nodded, then took the door out.
"What's the matter with you, your highness?" Pang Yi pressed his voice. He looked at the blood on the mattress and at Zhong Mingwei's legs and feet wrapped in gauze. For a while, he was in a panic. He dared not move or touch them. He looked at the blood on the mattress. Then he suddenly looked at Zhong Mingwei and said in a dumb voice, "how did you get hurt like this? But someone can't do it? "
"No, I fell off the mountain road," said Zhong Mingwei, shaking his head wearily, and relaxing his breath. "You came just in time. Tomorrow I'll go to the city and get a reliable doctor for me."
"Yes, my subordinates do," Pang Yi said hurriedly, but at the same time he was a little uneasy. "Otherwise, my subordinates will go to ask for the doctor, and they will bring him back at dawn."
"Go back to the mountain first," said Zhong Mingwei, shaking his head. "I don't know how long I'll have to keep this injury. I can't stay here all the time. It's inconvenient."
"Yes," Pang Yi nodded hurriedly, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness will be sent back now?"
Zhong Mingwei was obviously a little hesitant, but after all, he nodded: "OK."
Pang Yi is so busy that he puts on Zhong Mingwei's cotton padded jacket, wraps Zhong Mingwei's quilt, and squats in front of the bed: "Your Highness, come up."
Zhong Mingwei looks at Pang Yi's strong back and feels sour. These two days, Chen Qingxuan carried him first, and Pang Yi carried him now. Now he's a real waste man, but he can't carry a little girl. He almost delayed treating the girl and injured himself like this
"Your Highness?" For a long time, there was no movement. Pang Yi looked back at Zhong Mingwei. Against the light, he couldn't see Zhong Mingwei's expression. He just felt that Zhong Mingwei was very sad. He couldn't help but be stunned. In memory, Zhong Mingwei has always been a silent person, and a cold face rarely has any expression. As a bodyguard, he could hardly perceive Zhong Mingwei's mood change Come, but at this moment, he can clearly feel that Zhong Mingwei is sad, and it's still that kind of deep sorrow. Pangyi is a little flustered, and now he calls out in a low voice, "Your Highness?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't grind any more. He lay on pangyi's back, then pangyi held his thigh carefully and carried him up.
"Are you going back?" Chen Qingxuan was about to bring the teapot into the room when he met pangyi and Zhong Mingwei. He was surprised. "It's dark outside and the road is slippery. I'm afraid it's not good to go up the mountain. Why don't you wait until tomorrow?"
"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen," Zhong Mingwei nodded to Chen Qingxuan, and said again. "It's just that my legs and feet are not convenient. I'd better go home and be more comfortable."
"Yes," Chen Qingxuan nodded and put the teapot in his hand on the table. Actually, Zhong Mingwei said very well. In these two days, Zhong Mingwei was here. He said that he ate well and drank well. In addition to the soup and medicine, he almost didn't enter, and he never asked him to go to the toilet. Chen Qingxuan also knew that Zhong Mingwei was inconvenient and uncomfortable. Now Chen Qingxuan is right Pang Yi said, "it's just the donkey cart at home. It's faster to drive up the mountain than you carry it on your back."