The character design collapsed! The general's sick beauty is a killer

Chapter 46 Scar

At nine o'clock, a corner lit up on the horizon, and Tang Xi sat up.

At a glance, the morning mist was misty, and every breath was filled with the refreshing fragrance of vanilla. The grass was fresh and tender, with translucent dewdrops hanging on its tips. I lowered my head.

Jian Chijin heard her movement, opened her eyes, her voice was hoarse, and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

Tang Xi glanced at his slightly hazy sleeping eyes, nodded, and got up to look for the treasure.

"Wait a minute." He called her, sat up, picked up the mask from the side, walked to her, put it on her gently, moved closer, and tied the straps at the back.

Tang Xi smelled the clear and pleasant smell on his body and pulled away as he left.

"Protect yourself." Jian Chijin stared at the bright eyes behind her mask.

Her heart was filled with an inexplicable feeling. Tang Xi stared into his eyes, dazed for a moment, as if her soul had been taken away, and nodded slowly.

When Baozhen was woken up, she was pouting angrily. She must have had a bad dream. Gao Feiwei looked on and felt itchy and couldn't help but want to pinch her chubby cheeks.

When she opened her eyes and saw it was the young lady, her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had seen stars. She hugged Tang Xi's neck excitedly, "Miss, you finally woke up, you scared me."

Tang Xi rubbed her messy head and said, "Get up, it's time for us to set off."

"Uh-huh."

Gao Feiwei brought the horses for the two of them, stood on the hillside, and watched with Jian Chijin as the two of them drifted away, and finally disappeared into the distance.

When we returned to Earl Xianchang's Mansion, it was already noon, and the green plants were steaming and steaming. It was the hottest time, the masters were all taking a nap, and the maids and servants on duty were nestling in the shade of the trees to enjoy the coolness.

Tang Xi and Baozhen climbed over the wall and entered the Earl's Mansion, returning to Xiyu Pavilion without disturbing anyone.

"I'm going to see Dr. Gan." Baozhen changed out of her men's clothes, simply pulled her hair into a bun and went to see Gan Liquan.

The young lady's face is still injured and must be treated quickly to avoid leaving any scars.

When he ran to Ganliquan's small courtyard, he was taking a rest. He was sitting on a wicker chair under the shade of a tree, with an iced watermelon at the table, humming a little tune, and felt very comfortable.

Baozhen was anxious and shouted, "Old man Gan, don't sleep anymore, go and see the lady quickly."

Gan Liquan was so frightened by her deafening cry that he almost fell off the wicker chair.

Baozhen had already slipped his medicine box out of his house, held his shaky body, and dragged him to Tang Xi's yard.

Gan Liquan struggled, "I'm going to leave, so don't hold me back."

"You are grinding too slowly." Baozhen said unceremoniously.

Gan Liquan couldn't keep up with her and stumbled, almost falling to his knees. Fortunately, Baozhen caught him in time.

Shaking off Baozhen's hand, Gan Liquan was sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion, "You little girl are too rude and disrespectful of the elderly and the young."

Baozhen didn't listen. She was thinking about Miss now, so she grabbed his sleeves and said, "We're only a few steps away. After examining Miss, you can scold her as much as you like!"

Gan Liquan accepted his fate. He couldn't help this little girl. She was an old woman and he couldn't do anything to her. He could just do whatever she wanted.

As soon as he stepped into Tang Xi's room, Baozhen instantly let go of his sleeves, placed the medicine box at his feet, and stood neatly aside.

The young lady told her to respect Dr. Gan and not to be rude to him.

Gan Liquan blew his beard and glared at her. He could see her little thoughts with just one glance. He lazily argued with her, straightened out his clothes that were wrinkled by her, picked up the medicine box and entered the inner room.

As soon as he saw the wound cloth on Tang Xi's face, Gan Liquan was startled, forgetting his displeasure just now, and quickened his pace.

"Why did you hurt your face?"

"It was an accident," Tang Xi said calmly, "I'm sorry to bother you, Doctor Gan."

Gan Liquan frowned and ignored her, reaching out to untie the cloth. When he saw the three-finger-long wound on his forehead, he took a deep breath.

The wound has stopped bleeding, but judging from its appearance, the depth should not be underestimated.

"Lie down quickly." He ordered with a frown on his gray brows, then turned around to look for tools in his medicine box.

Baozhen helped Tang Xi lie down, her brows furrowed tighter than Gan Liquan's, and her little face was full of worry.

This was the first time she saw the old man looking so serious.

Please be sure nothing happens to the young lady, she prayed silently in her heart.

After cleaning up the area around the wound, Gan Liquan made a careful diagnosis for nearly half a quarter of an hour before starting to apply various medicines and finally bandaging the wound.

After putting everything away, he sat on the couch beside the bed, looked at Tang Xi's face, and sighed heavily.

How could such a pretty little girl get hurt right on her face?

"How is it?" Baozhen asked nervously, "Will there be any scars?"

Gan Liquan nodded heavily and stroked his beard, "For injuries caused by air blades, ordinary scar-removing and muscle-building creams won't work at all." He looked at Tang Xi, "Other places may be able to recover, but the area between the eyebrows

There is really no way.”

Tang Xi listened quietly without much emotion, "It doesn't matter, I will cover it up with my hair from now on."

"Miss," Baozhen was not as open-minded as she was. He sat by the bed and held her hand tightly, "There should be some medicine left by my master in the cabinet. I will go find it for you."

That medicine has no name, but it is the treasure of Yongye Pavilion. It heals wounds and removes scars so quickly that it can be seen with the naked eye. And because only her master can make it, the medicine has become increasingly rare since her master passed away.

"No need," Tang Xi held her hand back and shook his head, "Even your master's medicine can't erase the scar injured by the air blade, so there's no need to worry about it anymore."

"Miss," Baozhen said clearly crying, trying not to shed tears.

The lady is so good-looking and so young, how could she have scars on her face?

She would rather be the one injured and left with scars.

Gan Liquan stood up and packed the medicine box silently. He often claimed to be a miracle doctor, but now he can't even remove a scar on the little girl. What kind of miracle doctor is he? Shameful! Hateful!

(End of chapter)