Tang Zan instinctively held Pei Shu’er a bit tighter, slightly straightening his body and slowly leaning towards her.
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Just as they were about to touch, Pei Shu’er immediately straightened up, a hint of frustration flashed in her eyes.
Man’s allure is indeed captivating. Before the truth is uncovered, Tang Zan and she can only be comrades-in-arms, nothing more.
She got up and went to the side to dress and wash up.
Tang Zan felt a bit lost; did he just think Pei Shu’er was going to kiss him?
He was clearly overthinking it.
Pei Shu’er soon left. Tang Zan no longer needed a crutch for support; in truth, he was almost healed, just having never used his leg.
When Pei Shu’er treated people, he could also assist her.
It wasn’t that he loved the task, he just wanted to be there when Pei Shu’er was treating others, where people always stared at her in fascination.
He had to use his gaze to warn the soldiers who foolishly stared at Pei Shu’er.
Daring to covet his people, they were simply courting death.
Watching the critically injured in the camp being healed, Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan then returned to their tent.
Tang Zan was picky about food and didn’t like the meals in the camp. Pei Shu’er didn’t like them either.
So they would cook something in the tent with Xuan Liu helping to watch the fire.
When they returned, Pei Shu’er would stir-fry two dishes, just enough to eat.
After dinner, Pei Shu’er looked at Tang Zan: "Come here."
Tang Zan hobbled over, and Pei Shu’er placed his leg on the ground, leaving Tang Zan stunned.
Pei Shu’er smiled, then inserted a few silver needles into his leg wound area.
"How does your leg feel now?"
Tang Zan replied, "Swollen and sore."
Pei Shu’er smiled. If it was painful, it was still healing, but soreness and swelling indicated it had recovered.
"Your foot has healed, try using your left foot freely."
Tang Zan placed his foot on the ground, then walked a few steps. Initially, he didn’t walk fast; the soreness and swelling persisted in his left leg, and perhaps due to being used to hobbling, he was still somewhat limping.
As he walked more, Tang Zan gradually adapted.
He realized the soreness and swelling in his left leg had disappeared, replaced by a leg he could freely control.
His eyes lit up, heart pounding.
He wasn’t limping anymore, not a bit.
His eyes filled with smile and gratitude, looking gently at Pei Shu’er.
Pei Shu’er smiled and said, "Just as we are about to return, walking more can help you get used to your leg."
Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan walked out, lifted the tent, and walked side by side.
The two were a perfect match in both appearance and temperament.
While everyone was sighing, Xuan Liu suddenly widened his eyes and nudged the elbows of a few brothers beside him.
"Look at what? Xuan Liu, you’re so annoying."
At this moment, Tang Zan walked with none of the previous hobbling awkwardness, now a graceful young man, walking with a breeze, attracting countless gazes.
Several of them were stunned, how... how did the master recover?
They all thought the master would limp for a lifetime, never expecting a day to walk normally again.
It was Pei Shu’er who healed him. They never thought she had such medical skills, considering the master’s leg injury was so severe, even the meridians were incomplete.
Only those peerless old physicians could cure him, perhaps.
Xuan Liu wiped away tears, being somewhat younger, his emotional control wasn’t very good.
He was fully aware of how much Tang Zan cared about his leg, and now he was genuinely happy for his master.
As for Pei Shu’er, she indeed did a great deed.
The others were also affected by Xuan Liu’s emotions, filled with joy, yet a bit of heartache.
Such a proud young master, who fell from the peak to the valley over the past two years, their young master looked sad, they were all sad inside.
Now, he’s finally well.
Even if he’s no longer the young master, he still shines brightly.
The two walked along the camp, and at first, those who saw them didn’t react until they realized the person walking normally was that infamous limping captain, they couldn’t help but be stunned.
Those close to Lin Zhi would call him by his name, and those who disliked him would call him the limping captain, a name spread throughout the camp.
Who didn’t know that Lin Zhi had a limp and couldn’t use his inner strength? No matter how strong someone without inner strength is, they’re just a brute, right?
But still, those who spread these kinds of words would inexplicably have bad luck.
Yet, it was indeed the truth.
More and more people looked at Tang Zan, the corners of Tang Zan’s mouth no longer just subtly lifted, now he was smiling and greeting those he was familiar with.
Pei Shu’er had never seen him smile .
So carefree, so unrestrained.
Every time he smiled it was imperceptible, either a sneer or just pursing his lips.
This was the first time she’d seen this, a youth living life to the fullest, even if he was no longer the young master.
As more people saw Tang Zan’s healed leg, more people came to watch.
In the end, even Yan Huan Yu came.
He knew Pei Shu’er was treating Tang Zan’s injured leg; he thought it would at most improve, less limping.
He never expected Tang Zan to be completely healed.
In just less than half a month?
This medical skill is just too incredible, right?
And why did it heal so quickly?
Was there surgery? Or was it just medication?
Yan Huan Yu said, "Sister, you’re truly remarkable."
This time, other soldiers turned their gaze to Pei Shu’er, their eyes bright.
They thought Tang Zan had encountered some divine doctor, but it was Pei Shu’er!
This famous military doctor Pei Shu’er!
They thought she could only treat poisoning or external injuries.
Unexpectedly, she could even treat such long-standing injuries.
Clearly, with such injuries, even the Imperial Physicians had no solution.
Otherwise, why wouldn’t the Twelfth Prince be able to use his left hand?
Now, the camp was mostly filled with wounded soldiers.
Moreover, those who were crippled or disabled were countless.
Everyone looked at Pei Shu’er with eyes full of hope.
At this moment, though Tang Zan was dazzling, no matter how dazzling, they dared not look much.
The aura was truly too overwhelming, far stronger than before.
Moreover, the one closely related to everyone’s fate was the gentle Pei Shu’er standing beside Tang Zan, like a quietly blooming flower.
And she was the true source of hope for everyone.
A person with a crippled leg walked towards Pei Shu’er, tears in his eyes, tears that saw hope.
As soon as he reached Pei Shu’er, he knelt down and knocked his head three times.
"Miss Pei, please save me. I was once a captain too, but because of my limp, I had to retire from the camp, only able to farm or do some hard labor."