Ruan Ling quickly got up with his hands and feet and said sorry: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I just got up and poured water to drink..."

"I want to drink water, tell me." Pei Shu raised his long legs and sat up, frowned slightly.

Ruan Ling squatted in front of him and asked carefully: "Are you okay? Do you want to go find a doctor?"

Pei Shu rubbed his right arm for a while, then looked up at her: "It seems to be broken."

Ruan Ling: “…”

Broken arms and legs, for her in the past, were just a matter of divine power.

But now...

She quickly said, "You have a fracture or a dislocation? Show me."

"It should be a fracture." Pei Shu did not show a very painful expression, but just frowned slightly.

As a martial arts person, fractures and dislocations can still be distinguished.

Ruan Ling was a little dumbfounded: "Wait for a while, I'll go find a doctor right away!"

Although she knows medical skills, her major is internal medicine, without divine power, no medicine, and no wooden boards and bandages to tie her arms.

She was also helpless.

At the middle of the night, Pei Shu wanted to endure it and wait until dawn.

But the forearm was really painful.

He said, "It is not safe for you, a little girl, to go out in the middle of the night, so I will go to the doctor's house by myself."

There is a doctor in the village.

"I'll go with you!" Ruan Ling didn't allow him to refuse, and had already jumped up to find clothes to wear.

After all, it was her good thing, and her conscience did not allow her to ignore it.

Ruan Ling put on her clothes himself, turned around and saw Pei Shu wearing only the middle clothes, and said, "You...why should I help you with clothes?"

"I'll do it myself." Pei Shu picked up the long gown with one hand and put it on his body.

But it is not well worn crookedly.

Ruan Ling couldn't stand it, so she stepped forward to help.

She is petite and needs to tiptoe to reach his shoulders and back.

The distance between the two people is very close for a moment, and breathing can be heard.

Pei Shu could clearly see a layer of white fine fluff on her pink and focused little face, like a fresh peach hanging on a tree.

Ruan Ling seriously helped him tie the buttons one by one and wrap his belt tightly.

She smiled and said, "Pei Shu, how tall are you? At least 182? I guess I am only 158."

She used modern units of measurement, so Pei Shu naturally couldn't understand it.

His arm was hurting severely at this time and he had no intention of paying attention to her.

After putting on his clothes, he walked out.

Ruan Ling hurriedly took out a piece of silver from the dowry box and trotted out.

He ran to knock on the doctor's door in the middle of the night. The doctor was used to it. He became sleepy and was a little surprised when he saw that it was Pei Shu: "Xiao Shu, but I have never seen you get sick. What's wrong?"

Pei Shu pointed to his right hand with his chin: "It seems to be broken here, please show it."

The doctor was surprised and quickly invited them in, touched and checked, and nodded: "It's indeed a fracture. What's going on? It's late at night, can you still go hunting on the mountain?"

As he said that, he suddenly remembered that Pei Shu had just gotten married today.

The little girl standing beside him and staring with big eyes was his newly married wife.

Could it be...

The doctor thought it was extremely natural.

Piansheng Ruan Ling said honestly: "It's all my fault. I broke his arm. Doctor, do you see, is it serious?"
Chapter completed!