CH 100

Chapter 100 The Benefits of the Little Marquis was Immense (1)

The doctor treated Chi Jingxi for nearly three hours in the room. Wen Yantong and others waited in Zhang Jieran's room for that long.

Pots of bloodstained water were where brought out, as well as blood-soaked gauze and clothes. All of this weight which was shocking and distressing.

Mu Yang was the most impatient. He wandered around the room, sighing one after another.

Wen Yantong was also anxious, but at this point, there was no use in worrying, they could only wait. She sat beside Zhang Jieran's bed and helped him pull up his quilt.

After Zhang Jieran fainted from her frightening appearance, he remained in a coma. Thankfully his breathing was still steady. She thought that after the doctor finished looking after Chi Jingxi, she would invite him to take a look at Zhang Jieran.

Hopefully she didn’t scare him silly.

Chi Jingxi was not seriously injured, but just lost too much blood. The doctor came out of the room after carefully examining his wounds and applying medicine.

As soon as he came out, several people immediately surrounded him.

Cheng Xin was the first to ask, "How is he?"

Wen Yantong noticed that the doctor was sweating profusely and seemed to be exhausted from giving intensive care. He did not dare neglect Cheng Xin and immediately saluted as he said, "Replying to His Royal Highness, the Little Marquis' injury has stabilized, and the bleeding has been stopped. Right now, it is best to rest in the temple for a day before heading back."

Mu Yang asked, "Why must he rest for a day here? Can't he go back to the city immediately to recuperate? There is nothing here..."

The doctor replied, "The Little Marquis' wounds were just bandaged, so it is not appropriate to move. If he experiences the bumps of the carriage at this time, it is very likely that the wounds will be torn again. Besides, the Little Marquis still needs a good night's rest."

Wen Yantong then asked, "The Little Marquis' right shoulder was the most severely injured, will it affect his future of practicing  martial arts?"

The doctor looked at her and replied, "There should be no problem. The injury on the Little Marquis’ right shoulder didn't cut into the muscles and bones. As long as he rests well, there should be no future symptoms."

Everyone was relieved. Mu Yang asked if they could go in and have a look. The doctor said yes, but do not overstimulate the patient.

So several people lined up to enter the small room again.

The room was really warm. It almost felt like walking into a working kitchen. No wonder the doctor covered his head with sweat just now.

Chi Jingxi was still sitting on the bed. His upper body was completely covered with white gauze, there were occasional spots of red blood. The arms under the gauze looked strong and powerful, and the back was straight, revealing vigorous strength.

After seeing them come in, Chi Jingxi raised his head to look at them. Perhaps because he was a little weak, Chi Jingxi didn’t bother with the pleasantries and actually said, "What are you all coming in for?"

Mu Yang answered, "Brother Xi, we are all worried about you. How are you feeling now? Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Chi Jingxi nodded slightly.

Mu Yang hurriedly ordered a guard to bring a cup of hot water. He handed it to Wen Yantong. "Go and feed brother Xi."

Wen Yantong took it, then walked to Chi Jingxi's side. She sat down on the bed, but did not immediately feed him the water. "Little Marquis, I asked the doctor just now, your right shoulder will be fine. You didn’t hurt your muscles or bones, so once you recuperate, you will be able to shoot arrows and swing around your sword as before."

Wen Yantong's words made Chi Jingxi stunned for a moment. "Really?"

"Of course it's true. His Highness Fifth Highness and the others were watching when I asked." Wen Yantong replied.

Mu Yang nodded quickly, "Don't worry, just take care of your injuries."

Chi Jingxi's eyebrows relaxed as joy melted from his eyes. Obviously he liked the news Wen Yantong brought very much.

Wen Yantong also knew that he cared about these things. After all, men here were to excel at both civil and military affairs. It was not enough to just be surrounded by ink, not to mention that Chi Jingxi's ambition did not lay in literature.

Wne Yantong wanted to wait for the water to cool down before giving him a drink and Chi Jingxi didn't urge her. His eyes fell on her face for a while until he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you wash your face yet?"

Wen Yantong touched her face and said with a smile, "I'm too worried about the Little Marquis, so I forgot to wash my face."

There was a smile in Chi Jingxi's eyes, "There is no need to flatter me at this time."

Wen Yantong had no choice but to truthfully say, "The hot water was all used to clean Little Marquis’ wounds. I didn't dare to wash my face with cold water."

Hearing this, Chi Jingxi fell silent and did not speak again. After waiting for a while, Wen Yantong held the cup to Chi Jingxi's mouth, and slowly fed him the water.

Chi Jingxi was injured at the moment, so the corner of his eyes were drooping. Under the warm light, his long eyelashes casted a row of dense shadows, his fair and handsome face was full of tranquility, and he seemed inexplicably cute.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the water, Wen Yantong asked, "Want anymore?"

Chi Jingxi shook his head. There were water stains on his lips, making his lips look dewy.

Since they were so close in distance, Wen Yangtong could make out how delicate Chi Jingxi's face was. Even Cheng Xiao, who was the leading character, might look slightly inferior when standing side by side.

Speaking of Cheng Xiao... As the protagonist of this book, why was he missing after such a big incident?

After Wen Yantong handed the cup to the guard, Cheng Xin said, "Xiaoxi, go back to sleep. The doctor said you need to rest now, and then tomorrow we will go back to the city and let the imperial doctor give you another look." 

Wen Yantong's small bed was stained with Chi Jingxi's blood, and it couldn't be slept on anymore.