Chapter 565: The Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess: Chapter 658 The Truth of the Matter

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

The doctor smiled at Ouyang Chengren and said, "Young Master, please sit. Let this old man take your pulse first."

Ouyang Chengren felt somewhat helpless in his heart, but he also understood that he could not refuse. After all, if he did not let the old doctor take his pulse today, he might not even get past Qianqian's test. So, he slowly sat down and extended his right hand.

The old doctor carefully placed his fingers on Ouyang Chengren's wrist, carefully feeling his pulse.

Time passed minute by minute. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the doctor slowly withdrew his hand, gazed at Ouyang Chengren, and asked softly, "This Young Master, judging by your pulse, this old man senses you have an injury. May I ask if I may examine it?"

Ouyang Chengren hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Trouble the doctor to describe my injuries lightly after examining them. I fear the young lady outside will worry."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Ding standing beside him. Xiao Ding understood immediately and quickly echoed, "Young Master, rest assured. As long as it is for the Master's good, this is not considered deceiving anyone. This servant will certainly keep it secret."

The old doctor nodded to show understanding, then said, "Good." Seeing this, Ouyang Chengren untied his upper garment, revealing his broad chest.

Sunlight streamed through the window onto him, reflecting his healthy wheat-colored skin. However, on his left chest, there was a hideous scar, with traces of stitches around it, making it especially glaring.

The old doctor looked closely and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He reached out his hand, gently touching the scabbed scar, feeling the uneven texture, and asked, "Young Master, this wound looks like an arrow wound, doesn't it?"

Ouyang Chengren nodded slightly to show he understood. Seeing this, the doctor continued, "Young Master's wound has already scabbed. He only needs to rest and recuperate quietly, and must not engage in strenuous exercise, for fear of the wound reopening."

"This wound is quite deep, so scarring is inevitable. But Young Master is healthy, with a strong pulse, and there is no serious problem. This old man will prescribe some tonic medicine for Young Master to nourish the body. As for external medicine, there is no need to use it. If the wound reopens, Young Master can send someone to find this old man."

Hearing these words, Ouyang Chengren frowned slightly and remained silent. Xiao Ding beside him hurriedly brought paper and brush. The old doctor wrote the prescription on the paper unhurriedly. After writing, he gently blew on it, waited for the ink to dry, and then handed the prescription to Xiao Ding.

He instructed, "This is the prescription. Most pharmacies sell it. According to this prescription, take three bowls of water, boil it down to one bowl, take one dose daily, and take it on time. If taken continuously for half a month, Young Master's wound scabs should begin to fall off by then. There may be some itching, but remember not to scratch it."

Seeing that all the instructions had been given, the old doctor began to pack his medicine box, preparing to leave.

Seeing this, Xiao Ding hurried forward to help. After organizing the medicine box, he carefully held it in his hand, then accompanied the old doctor to the door together.

By this time, Qianqian had already been waiting anxiously at the door for a long time. As soon as she saw the old doctor come out, she quickly stepped forward and asked with a worried face, "Doctor, how is the situation?"

The doctor smiled and comforted her, "Miss, rest assured. That Young Master inside is not seriously injured. This old man has already prescribed medicine and explained in detail to this young brother how to take it. As long as he takes the medicine on time, he can stop taking it in half a month, and will slowly recover."

Hearing the doctor's words, the great stone in Qianqian's heart finally fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Good, thank you for your trouble, Doctor."

Next, Qianqian turned her gaze to Xiao Ding, suddenly at a loss for words. Seeing this, Xiao Ding hurriedly smiled and said, "Master, just call this servant Xiao Ding."

Qianqian then came back to her senses and said, "Xiao Ding, please trouble you to have Uncle Wang calculate the medical fees for the doctor. Then, please run a trip to the pharmacy to get the medicine according to the prescription."

"For the next half a month, the task of decocting the medicine will be handed to you. Also, this Young Master's daily living arrangements will be temporarily your responsibility.",

Hearing this, Xiao Ding was happy in his heart because he no longer had to do cleaning work. A brilliant smile immediately bloomed on his face, and he quickly replied, "Yes, Master!"

Next, he quickly walked to the old doctor, respectfully cupped his hands, then led the old doctor slowly out of the courtyard.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Chengren inside had already quickly put on his clothes the moment the doctor went out. He tidied his clothes neatly, stood by the bed, and his gaze happened to fall on Qianqian who was walking into the room.

As soon as Qianqian entered the door, her gaze met Ouyang Chengren's. She gazed at the man before her who looked slightly haggard but was still handsome and graceful. Her heartbeat involuntarily quickened, as if she could hear the "thump-thump" sound of her heart beating in her chest.

Seeing Qianqian come in, Ouyang Chengren's mouth corners slightly rose, revealing a faint smile. He said softly, "Qianqian, my wound has already scabbed. It can heal without taking medicine."

Seeing his appearance of pretending to be strong, Qianqian naturally understood that he probably did not have much money at the moment, and might not want to spend his own money.

She smiled slightly, walked to the table and sat down, casually picked up the teapot, first poured a cup for Ouyang Chengren, then filled a cup for herself.

Qianqian picked up the teacup, took a light sip to moisten her throat, then slowly opened her mouth and said, "If you are sick, you must take medicine. You do not need to worry about money. You spent so much for me before. Now these are all what should be done."

Her voice was gentle and firm, revealing her care and consideration for Ouyang Chengren.,

After all, Ouyang Chengren was a man who had experienced many battles. He naturally had a kind of male chauvinism. He believed that a man should stand tall and upright and should not spend a woman's money.

However, reality made him somewhat helpless because at this time he was indeed short of money.

Although somewhat unwilling in his heart, Ouyang Chengren still forced out a bitter smile and said to Qianqian, "After my injury heals, I will definitely earn money as soon as possible to pay you back." His tone was firm, as if he was promising Qianqian something.

Qianqian naturally understood Ouyang Chengren's personality, so she did not refuse his proposal. She just lightly responded with a sound to show her agreement.

Afterwards, Qianqian suddenly remembered something and asked, "Back then, my subordinate returned to report to me that you were already dead, and everyone thought so. What exactly happened?"

Hearing Qianqian's question, Ouyang Chengren seemed to become much older in an instant.

He slowly opened his mouth, his voice slightly hoarse, and said: "Back then, so many generals and soldiers fought bloody battles to protect the Xishang Kingdom. I originally thought that even if Ouyang Chengsi was not human in any way, he would definitely not joke about the safety of the country. But who could have thought..."