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Muer lay unconscious, a bloody wound on his head, making it difficult to discern the exact nature of his injury.
Ye Chen brushed aside Muer's disheveled hair and discovered that the injury was at the back of his head. Such wounds could vary in severity; a person might simply experience a brief fainting spell and recover in half a day, or they could fall into a deep, unending sleep.
Lacking sufficient skill, Ye Chen hesitated to draw any conclusions and forced himself to remain calm as he took Muer's pulse.
In truth, he only recognized some common pulse patterns, such as those indicating wind-cold, wind-dampness, or liver damage—conditions with clear symptoms that he could easily identify. However, this situation with Muer was unlike anything he had encountered before.
"The general asks you how he is; why are you not speaking?"
He Mu Ming's gaze was icy and piercing, as if it could scrape away layers of frost. Ye Chen felt a chill deep within him. It was the first time he had missed Pei Guanjing so intensely. Master, please come and save me!
"Um... Young Master Mu is quite seriously injured. I dare not make any judgments. Let's wait for my master to arrive; he can take a look."
He Mu Ming, a general known for his ruthless nature, exuded an aura of bloodlust that was hard to withstand.
Ye Chen shrank back, his youthful demeanor resembling that of a frightened quail. This image inexplicably reminded He Mu Ming of Muer when he first arrived at the Military Camp. Back then, Muer was innocent and shy, without showing any fangs; his pure and adorable appearance was truly endearing.
He Mu Ming softened his tone slightly, closed his eyes to steady his emotions, and asked, "Is his life in danger?"
"This... I... no..."
"I'll handle it!"
Suddenly, a clear and melodious male voice echoed from the doorway.
It was Pei Guanjing.
Doctor Liu was older and typically left the task of fetching doctors in the military to younger personnel. However, most military physicians had limited skills, so those with higher ranks than Pei Guanjing often sought him out for treatment.
"He's fine; it's just a heavy blow to the back of his head. He needs to rest quietly and must avoid any emotional agitation or stimulation in the coming days," Pei Guanjing stated after examining Muer and providing his diagnosis.
Hearing Pei Guanjing's diagnosis, He Mu Ming finally felt a bit of tension ease from his heart. The relaxation between his brows was noticed by Pei Guanjing.
"I truly appreciate your help, Guanjing. With the shortage of medical personnel in the army, you've really had a tough time lately. When we return to the capital, I must have a good chat with Yong Shang. He really has a wonderful son!"
He Mu Ming stepped forward and patted Pei Guanjing on the shoulder, glancing a few times at Ye Chen, who was hiding behind him. "Your apprentice isn't bad either. Once you leave, he will have learned some of your true skills, adding another talent to the army."
"General He, you flatter me; Guanjing doesn't dare take credit. But there is one thing that needs clarification."
Pei Guanjing cast a faint glance at Muer, who lay on the bed with a relatively peaceful expression. "This young man has been in a state of high nervous tension for an extended period. May I ask if his Xin Xiang has been stable recently? Does he have a Rain Dew Period every month?"
The question sounded akin to asking a girl about her menstrual cycle, causing Ye Chen to involuntarily curl his lip. But soon he remembered that he also experienced a similar physiological phenomenon, so he stopped the internal complaints.
He Mu Ming paused for a moment, seemingly recalling something. "Now that you mention it, it seems I haven't seen his Rain Dew Period for almost two months. Could it be that I've put too much pressure on him, making him so afraid of me? But he..."
Recalling their fierce arguments and mutual insults, it seemed unlikely that Muer was the type to suffer from depression.
"It’s the Hidden Fragrance Pill," Pei Guanjing stated.
"What is that?"
"It’s a pill I refine every year that can conceal Xin Xiang, making it convenient for Tian Qian and Kun Ze to go out. However..." Pei Guanjing paused briefly before continuing, "I only refine one hundred bottles of this pill each year, and the formula is extremely secretive; no one else knows it besides me. Most of what Muer has taken comes from the Wolf Tribe's Hidden Fragrance Pill. This type of pill contains many impurities and greatly affects Kun Ze's own Xin Xiang. To help him restore his condition for conception, he needs to stop taking such pills."
"But..." He Mu Ming showed a troubled expression.
In a place like the Military Camp, Kun Ze's Xin Xiang could easily provoke Tian Qian's restlessness. If he stopped taking the Hidden Fragrance Pill to suppress his Xin Xiang, then Muer...
Pei Guanjing interrupted He Mu Ming again. "This is the Hidden Fragrance Pill I refined; it can completely conceal Xin Xiang without side effects. However, long-term use will still harm Kun Ze. Fortunately, there won't be any issues in the short term."
Seeing the small jade bottle that Pei Guanjing handed to He Mu Ming, Ye Chen widened his eyes; wasn't this exactly the pill that Xiao Feng had given him? Even the bottle was identical. Could it be that all these pills were refined by Pei Guanjing?
"Short term?" He Mu Ming took the jade bottle from Pei Guanjing, examining it closely in his hand. "This will affect him..."
"I won't." Before He Mu Ming could finish his sentence, Pei Guanjing interjected, "I will dilute the potency of the pills, ensuring that there will be no effects for three years. There will be no risks for Young Master Mu regarding pregnancy."
With Pei Guanjing's assurance, He Mu Ming smiled and stepped closer to him. "I truly appreciate your help. This is a personal matter of mine, and I feel bad for troubling you."
If you know it’s troublesome, then why say anything, old Deng? Ye Chen silently scoffed in his mind.
As Ye Chen was led away from the tent by Pei Guanjing, the last scene he caught a glimpse of was He Mu Ming holding Muer's hand and bending down to kiss it.
Ugh~
A wave of discomfort washed over him, sending a shiver down his spine. Seeing two grown men in such an intimate moment was something he still couldn't get used to.
"What’s wrong?" Pei Guanjing noticed Ye Chen's unease with keen sensitivity. His brows furrowed slightly as he leaned in and asked softly.
"Nothing, Master." Ye Chen quickly shook his head, lowering his gaze to avoid Pei Guanjing's probing eyes. He hurried ahead with the medicine box on his back.
The boy's steps appeared firm but were actually somewhat hurried. The afternoon sun blazed fiercely, casting a long shadow that stretched out behind him and fell directly onto Pei Guanjing.
That shadow seemed like an invisible bond, quietly connecting the two of them.
For some reason, Pei Guanjing glanced back, and their shadows unexpectedly overlapped perfectly.
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