See oneself lie on the appearance of the bed again, and her hand falls in the palm of long Shaoyun's, she is a little not quite adapted suddenly.

The man's hands were warm and powerful.

It seems too easy to appease.

"You had a nightmare." Seeing Liu mingling wake up, long Shaoyun naturally releases his hand.

It's as if the former intimate person has nothing to do with himself.

But long Shaoyun knows that the feeling of holding Liu mingling in the palm of his hand is so soft that people can't put it down.

Liu mingling was stunned by what long Shaoyun said, and then she recalled it carefully.

It's not a nightmare.

I had a good sleep. I was woken up by my dog. I didn't want to make up for it. I saw the horse rushing towards me. It must be riding that made her have a nightmare today.

"Remember what you did?" Long Shaoyun asked.

"Is being kicked by a horse's hoof?" Liu mingling asked honestly.

Long Shaoyun

He simply changed the topic: "the doctor and the tailor are here. Now that you wake up, let the doctor check the wound and the tailor measure you."

"Good." Liu mingling nodded at once.

After all, there's a real wound in the head. Liu mingling didn't want to cross here for no reason, and he threw his head into trouble again.

Liu Ming Ling doesn't ask much for clothes.

When she was at the archaeological site, no matter how good the clothes were, she didn't think that any clothes were very important.

Then, long Shaoyun motioned to the doctor to check Liu mingling's condition.

Liu mingling is a little curious.

After all, modern people don't understand these things in ancient times at all. They don't know how to deal with these injuries except that they know that ancient people are feeling the pulse to see a doctor.

The doctor examined it carefully.

Then the doctor looked at long Shaoyun: "general long, this young lady's head has been broken a little, and her skin and flesh have been hurt. But don't move your muscles and bones. Just take some medicine and cultivate yourself."

This let long Shaoyun slightly relieved.

But Liu mingling frowned: "if you want to do this, how can you be in a coma all of a sudden?"

Almost spit out to say, how she died, let oneself cross over.

If she didn't shut up in time, Liu mingling was afraid that the people present would regard herself as mentally ill.

When they asked this, they looked at Liu mingling. The doctor was polite: "maybe it was the miss who fell. She just knocked it, so she fainted, but she will wake up soon."

Liu mingling, oh.

The doctor didn't say anything and soon prescribed the medicine.

Long Shaoyun sent someone to get it.

When the doctor was about to get up, Liu mingling couldn't help asking, "then don't you feel my pulse and see if I have any other problems?"

Doctor: --

Long Shaoyun

People in the house: "I'm not sure."

Liu mingling seems to be no different from normal people. Let the doctor see, it's just that long Shaoyun is not at ease. This kind of petty trouble is too common in the military camp.

Now, Liu mingling is still so straightforward.

Besides, you don't have an internal injury. It's no use feeling your pulse.

Long Shaoyun was the first to respond. He coughed softly.

Liu mingling realized that she had said something wrong, but she soon asked seriously, "don't you want to feel your pulse when you are sick?"

The person who explained this time is the doctor: "if Miss typhoid fever or coma or other circumstances, I will feel the pulse. But miss is just trauma, other places do not look any abnormal, so there is no need to feel the pulse

Liu mingling put out her tongue.

It's a bit of a playful reaction.

The doctor patiently asked this time: "Miss, do you have any other questions?"

Liu mingling shook his head seriously: "no more."

"General Nalong, miss, I'll leave first." Said the doctor respectfully.

Long Shaoyun nods and asks Long Jiang to send the doctor out. Then he goes back to Liu mingling. Liu mingling thinks that long Shaoyun wants to reprimand himself.

After all, the ancients like to put on airs.

"I remember that your mother knew medical theory. You learned a little bit from your mother. How come you don't know anything now?" Long Shaoyun lowers his head and asks Liu mingling.

If he didn't recognize Liu mingling's face and the birthmark behind his ear, he really thought Liu mingling had been changed.

A amnesia, not like the memory of the people.

Liu mingling was calm: "because I don't remember. Maybe it's a big change. Maybe my nature is like this. You said that you and I have little contact, but we have an engagement? Are you sure I must be what you see? "

Liu mingling's sharp teeth retort.

This words let long Shaoyun quiet, suddenly did not speak.

It's not long Shaoyun's strong point to argue this kind of thing, but his eyes did not leave Liu mingling, as if he saw Mu Cen's shadow in Liu mingling's body.

I can't tell why, Liu mingling and Mu Cen overlap.

No longer is which careful Liu family daughter, but has become an energetic person, as if has been interested in anything.

A person amnesia, can be so happy?

People who have lost their memory should not be in fear under the premise that their identity and situation are unknown? Not Liu mingling.

But long Shaoyun is very clear, he does not exclude.

Just for the sake of safety, long Shaoyun didn't say this kind of thought and kept silent.

Then the doctor came to measure Liu mingling. Long Shaoyun retreated. He went to Longjiang and said in a low voice, "go and check the situation of the young lady all the way and tell me as soon as possible."

"Yes." Longjiang answered.

The tailor was quick to measure Liu mingling, but he didn't come out for a long time.

This just makes long Shaoyun feel inexplicable. He turns back to the house, only to see Liu mingling pulling the tailor to ask about all kinds of cloth.

"What's the difference between the two? Is that the color? "

"By the way, is there any difference between brocade weaving and brocade weaving? And what kind of cotton do you use for this lining? "

"This silk feels very good."

……

It's like I'm curious about everything.

But this is Liu mingling's conditioned reflex.

Because they are engaged in archaeology, they are interested in these things. At first glance, they ask professional questions. These fabrics are identified by special people. When they are excavated, they will not be the scene now.

So Liu mingling was surprised to see the lifelike things.

The tailor is haunted by Liu mingling and answers all kinds of questions patiently.

Even when long Shaoyun came in, Liu mingling didn't notice.

"Are you interested in these?" Long Shaoyun asked.