He helped Zhai Xiying sit down on the sandalwood stool, with two subordinates supporting his body, while his back was exposed for You Ruo to prepare for treatment.

"Why are you so careless..." The entire wound is thirty centimeters long. If it goes any deeper, the bones on the back may even be exposed.

Ri quickly took out Jinchuang Medicine, and then quickly went to the pharmacy to get the herbal medicine according to You Ruo's instructions.

The wound is close to the clothes, and taking it off hastily will only pull the wound and make the blood flow more violently.

Sprinkling the gold wound medicine on the wound, he ordered: "Burn the charcoal and bring the scissors." Youruo took Zhai Xiying's left injured arm and asked his subordinates to do it.

The subordinate who was assigned the task immediately went to do the work, and Zhai Xiying knew what You wanted to do with the scissors, and then said: "I am not that delicate, just take it off."

"Don't make trouble for me. I haven't brought the medicine yet! It's useless to take off my clothes so quickly!" Youruo scolded loudly.

Before taking the anti-inflammatory and hemostatic herbs, Zhai Xiying's vaginal bleeding was still white, and she would continue to bleed more.

After being scolded by You Ruo, Zhai Xiying said nothing more, but his face became increasingly pale, and his complexion turned so dark that the subordinate who supported him on the other side was frightened.

Zhai Xiying still needs to investigate who sent people into Prince Ying's Mansion to assassinate Youruo today. As long as he finds out, he will definitely kill him, even if it is the emperor!

"What are you thinking about? Ah? You want to kill someone again, right? Kill me, you won't let me stay in bed for half a month, and I will run away if you dare!" You Ruo looked at Zhai Xiying's face from the side angrily.

His deep eyes were half-lidded, and everyone could see that there was hidden murderous intention in his eyes. Coupled with his tightly pursed thin lips, the aura around him was like the death breath coming out of the eighteenth level of hell.

Zhai Xiying turned her head and glanced at Youruo. She didn't say anything and just stared at Youruo quietly.

You Ruo was embarrassed by what he looked at. She glanced casually and caught a glimpse of Zhai Xiying's abdomen. She quickly put down one hand and picked up the remaining gold medicine, "Do you want to die? You didn't even say anything about the injury to your abdomen."

"I thought you could see it." Zhai Xiying also secretly thought that Youruo deliberately ignored the injury on his abdomen.

"Fart! Only the patient himself knows the patient's body best!" You Ruo became anxious and started spraying vulgar words like a gas cannon, aiming at Zhai Xiying!

You Ruo was busy with sweat dripping from his forehead as he quickly repaired the abdominal injury.

Zhai Xiying waved her injured left arm and threw Youruo away, "Go and rest aside."

"Ri should be back soon." As soon as You Ruo finished speaking, Ri came in holding a pile of herbs.

The man holding the scissors also came back and handed the handle of the scissors to You Ruo.

Youruo took the scissors and carefully cut off the clothing around the wound, back, abdomen, and arms. After cutting, she dared to quickly peel off the clothes on Zhai Xiying's upper body.

After taking it off, Zhai Xiying's upper body was covered with blood. Youruo first used water to clean the stains around the wound before preparing to perform the acupuncture.

The wound is too deep and long. The scratch on the back may require more than forty needles. It deserves it!

Although she thought that Zhai Xiying should die, Youruo was as gentle as possible when placing the needle.

He was not given anesthesia, but he could survive it anyway. Youruo injected the needle once, and when the needle came out, Zhai Xiying had a few drops of cold sweat on both sides of his ears and temples.

It hurt, but he just didn't say a word.

Youruo took care of the two wounds on his back and came to Zhai Xiying's abdomen.

Zhai Xiying was sitting, which was inconvenient for You Ruo to perform acupuncture, and he had an injury on his back, so he couldn't lie down on the bed, which would only suppress the blood and cause it to gush out from the wound again.

There was no choice but to put a soft cushion on the ground. You Ruo sat on it and carefully injected the needle into Zhai Xiying's abdomen.

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Chapter completed!