Chapter 402: In the Warm Pen (1) (1/2)

Chu Lian had already passed out by this time. Even though she had her fox fur cloak wrapped around her, she had been affected by the cold because she had been lying on the outside.

He Changdi carried her in his arms like she was a rare and precious treasure. He hugged her tightly, as if afraid that she would disappear from his embrace if he loosened his hold even a little.

Chu Lian was all covered in blood and fluids from the horse’s belly and she didn’t smell very pleasant right now. However, He Changdi was able to ignore the nauseating odour completely.

He looked down at Chu Lian’s bloodstained face and kissed her forehead gently.

Xiao Hongyu was so shocked by the sight that he stared in astonishment.

He recalled how Brother He had been so obsessed with cleanliness back in the northern border camp. When he looked at how Brother He was carrying someone covered in blood and dirt, Xiao Hongyu felt like his image of him had been completely shattered.

He Sanlang brought Chu Lian into the warm pen on one of the snowboats. Although Xiao Hongyu was usually more careless with his actions, he was considerate when it came to certain things. He let He Sanlang have the warm pen all to himself and went over to squeeze into Li Xing’s warm pen after leaving some orders for his men.

He Changdi carefully set down the woman in his arms on a fleece blanket.

It was much warmer inside the pen compared to the cold night outside. He personally took off Chu Lian’s bloodstained fox fur cloak and threw it off to one side. Next, he grabbed a damp cloth from somewhere and wiped away the dirt on Chu Lian’s face.

His dark eyes were locked onto the unconscious Chu Lian and his normally cool expression had softened into a gentle gaze.

Once he was done cleaning her face, the doctors in their team had rushed over.

He Changdi called them in with his low and magnetic voice. The doctor entered the warm pen with a wooden box full of medicines.

By then, He Changdi had already covered up the whole of Chu Lian’s body with a blanket, with only her slender white wrist revealed for the doctor to take her pulse.

He Sanlang’s face was still carved into its usual strict expression without any change in emotion. However, the hands hidden under his sleeves were tightly curled up and he was still staring at Chu Lian’s ashen face with tension.

“How is it?”

The middle-aged barbarian doctor took his hands off Chu Lian’s wrist and spoke in a respectful tone, “Captain, please don’t worry. Honoured Lady has a healthy body and she hasn’t suffered the cold for too long. She only slipped into unconsciousness because of the low temperatures earlier. Once her body warms up again, she’ll be fine after resting for a few days. Do keep her warm over the next few days.”

It was only after hearing the doctor’s diagnosis that He Sanlang finally let go of his worries.

“Go and take a look at the mother and children who were with Honoured Lady!”

The doctor quickly left.