Xie Qianyun's face was still as pale as paper; there were marks on her face from being bitten by a wolf, covered by bandages on more than half of her face.
The military doctor picked up the medicinal soup again and gently placed it at Xie Qianyun's lips.
As he fed her, it flowed out from the corners of Xie Qianyun's lips.
It happened the same way several times.
Xiao Luming could no longer bear to watch. He took the soup bowl from the military doctor, "Let me do it."
"Yes."
The military doctor stepped aside.
Xiao Luming sat beside Xie Qianyun, drank a mouthful of medicinal soup, and then approached Xie Qianyun's mouth.
There were many people in the tent at this moment.
Everyone instinctively turned away.
In their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
After experiencing life and death, it was obvious that the Emperor felt differently towards the Empress.
