The golden sore medicine really was effective at stopping the blood. As soon as it was applied to the wound, Tobanya’s bleeding stopped.
Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Meng Zhuqing let out a huge sigh of relief and then began to bandage Tobanya with a white cloth strip.
Once the bandaging was finished, Meng Zhuqing turned to Tobanya to apologize, "This General has offended the Commandery Princess, I hope the Commandery Princess will forgive me."
Nobody is allowed to touch the Commandery Princess casually, and just now he had taken her hand to treat the wound, truly committing an offense.
Tobanya looked at Meng Zhuqing with blurry eyes, and it was unclear if she heard his words, as all she said was, "Wine."
With just one word, Meng Zhuqing instantly understood what she meant.
"Commandery Princess, you’re injured, it’s better not to drink anymore," he said earnestly.
He wasn’t making excuses, he truly had her best interests at heart.
But Tobanya, the drunkard, became stubborn about this matter, as if saying how could you go back on your promise now.
She didn’t say anything else, just lifted her hand, ready to tear open the freshly treated wound again.
Meng Zhuqing had not expected such an extreme reaction from Tobanya and, startled, he quickly intervened, "This General will bring in the wine and dishes right now, please don’t hurt yourself anymore."
Only then did Tobanya put her hand down and stopped tormenting her wound.
Meng Zhuqing had no choice but to go out and bring in all the wine and dishes that were in the pavilion.
But the dishes had already cooled down, and Meng Zhuqing didn’t want Tobanya to eat cold food, so after informing her, he went to the kitchen to fetch a copper stove and some charcoal.
By the time he brought the items from the kitchen and before he had even started to heat the dishes, Tobanya had already fallen asleep on the table.
Seeing Tobanya asleep, Meng Zhuqing was not the least bit annoyed but felt a great sense of relief instead.
Sleeping was much better than drinking.
Meng Zhuqing opened his mouth, wanting to tell Tobanya to sleep on the bed, but before the words left his mouth, he felt that he might wake her up. Not wanting to disturb her rest, he swallowed his words back down.
Moving quietly, he first set down what he was holding, and then he went over to undo Tobanya’s cloak and only after that did he again carefully lift Tobanya and lay her on the bed.
He did not help her remove her clothes, just her shoes, and then he pulled up the covers over her.
Standing by the bed, he gazed at her stunningly beautiful face for a while, then, satisfied yet slightly pained, he turned and set about silently cleaning up the wine and dishes on the table, as well as the copper stove and charcoal he had brought earlier.
Once everything was tidied up and he was about to leave, he noticed that the person on the bed was hugging her stomach in discomfort, curled up, and constantly groaning.
He hurried over and asked anxiously, "Commandery Princess, what’s wrong?"
Tobanya didn’t answer him. Instead, she kept her eyes tightly shut, hugging her stomach and curling up on the bed, groaning, clearly in extreme discomfort.
Seeing Tobanya made Meng Zhuqing even more anxious, "Commandery Princess? Commandery Princess? What’s wrong with you, Commandery Princess?"
He even nudged her, trying to wake her up. Her condition was obviously not due to a nightmare, but because her body was in pain.
Finally, Tobanya woke up. Her bleary eyes glistened with tears, and without even looking at Meng Zhuqing, she groaned in suffering, "Pain... Pain..."
Seeing Tobanya clutching her stomach, Meng Zhuqing asked, "Is it your stomach that hurts?"
But Tobanya did not answer anymore, and instead continued to groan in discomfort, repeating the same word incessantly, "Pain... Pain..."