Chapter 180 The God of War is also a human being, so he also needs to save face.

"Get out of here! If Song Yanxi goes crazy, you should go crazy too. What medical skills does she know? How dare you ask her to remove the prince's arrow!"

Zhuang Shihan's exasperated voice came through the wooden door.

Then, it was Xu Xiao's voice, "This is the prince's order."

"Your Majesty is not afraid of death, but aren't you afraid of losing your heads along with him?"

"Princess, be careful with your words!"

Without waiting for Zhuang Shihan to speak again, Xu Xiao coldly warned, "The prince is His Majesty's biological son, the Prince Jin of Anguo. It is not your place to question his decisions."

Seeing that the soft approach didn't work, Zhuang Shihan decided to use a hard approach. She reached out and pushed Xu Xiao hard, trying to force her way in.

But for Xu Xiao, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, her strength is not even enough to tickle him.

Zhuang Shihan's eyes turned red with anger as she demanded, "If anything happens to the prince, will you be able to shoulder the responsibility? Get out of here right now!"

Xu Xiao said without hesitation, "If His Royal Highness Prince Jin makes any mistake, I will bring my head before His Majesty."

Everyone said in unison: "We are willing to follow the prince with our lives!"

The sound was deafening, and it made Zhuang Shihan's face change, and she took a half step back uncontrollably.

Looking at the group of people standing in front of the door like a pyramid, with expressions of fearlessness in their faces, Zhuang Shihan said "OK" three times in a row.

Good words cannot persuade ghosts who want to die. Since they are determined to die, she will naturally help them.

Before leaving, Zhuang Shihan gave Doctor Liu, who was waiting by the door, a meaningful look and said, "We've worked together for a while, so take my advice and hurry up and pick out a good coffin for yourself."

"How can you talk like that? Your mouth stinks. Did you eat shit last night?" Cheng Duan rolled up his sleeves and was about to have a good argument with her.

Doctor Liu stopped him, staring at Zhuang Shihan's back, shaking his head, and sighing, "With a daughter like this, Duke Jingguo is truly unfortunate."

When mentioning the Duke of Zhenguo, the other soldiers quickly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths to greet Zhuang Shihan's ancestors.

Looking at the tightly closed door, everyone's heart suddenly rose to their throat.

Xu Xiao frowned and looked at Doctor Liu hesitantly, clearly wanting to hear reassuring words from the most experienced doctor.

The same is true for others.

Staring at everyone's nervous gazes, Military Doctor Liu said with a straight face, "Your Highness, good fortune is bestowed upon you by heaven."

Cheng Duan slapped his thigh anxiously, "What you said is just for nothing."

Before he could speak again, Xu Xiao ordered in a deep voice, "Shut up, everyone! Guard the door! Don't let anyone in and delay Princess Yong'an from treating the prince."

He paused, then continued, "Today's matter is my responsibility, Xu Xiao, and has nothing to do with you."

"General Xu!"

Xu Xiao suddenly raised his hand and said without allowing any further argument, "Anyone who dares to object will be punished according to military regulations."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, with only the faint sound of someone clenching their fists being heard.

Everyone's heart was in their throat at this moment.

Compared to the nervous tension outside, the atmosphere inside the house seemed particularly relaxed.

Song Yanxi gently wiped the sweat from Mo Jinchuan's forehead with a handkerchief and asked with a chuckle, "Your Highness is so confident in placing his life in my hands. Aren't you afraid that I might develop some inappropriate thoughts and take the opportunity to harm you?"

Mo Jinchuan pulled the corner of his lips weakly, and asked instead of answering: "Can you?"

Of course not.

Not to mention using all her life's knowledge to heal his injuries, even if she had to exchange her life for his, she would never let him die like this.

Swallowing the answer on the tip of her tongue, Song Yanxi calculated the time and spoke: "It's time to start pulling out the arrows. Your Highness, please bear with it."

Mo Jinchuan nodded his chin slightly and said softly, "You don't have to worry, just pull it out."

He said it was simple, and in fact it was really that simple.

Remove the arrow, stop the bleeding, apply medicine, and bandage.

The arrow passed through the shoulder from the back, and the part with the barb was exposed. All you had to do was break the arrow body, wrap it with something, and pull it out from the front.

Previously, when Song Yanxi was traveling around with her master to practice medicine, she had also treated a child who was accidentally shot by a hunter. The child was shot through the chest by an arrow, and the situation was much more serious than today.

Logically speaking, she should be more familiar with it since she has similar experience.

But when Song Yanxi looked at Mo Jinchuan's wound with blood and flesh protruding, the hand holding the scissors couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Sensing her hesitation, Mo Jinchuan comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid."

Hearing this familiar and gentle voice, Song Yanxi's heart trembled suddenly.

There was chaos just now, and she thought she was hallucinating, but she never imagined that it was really him who was talking.

He was clearly injured in order to save her, yet he still had to endure the pain to comfort her...

Suppressing her chaotic thoughts, Song Yanxi took a deep breath, grasped the handle of the scissors with both hands, and cut with a quick, accurate and ruthless stroke.

Although she had tried her best to prevent the arrow from shaking, Mo Jinchuan's body still stiffened suddenly when the scissors fell, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.

Song Yanxi's voice unconsciously added a hint of heartache, "If it really hurts, Your Highness, please shout it out."

Mo Jinchuan said hoarsely: "Shame on you."

"What?" Song Yanxi was stunned, thinking she was hallucinating.

Because no matter how she thought about it, she didn't think such childish words would come from the mouth of His Royal Highness Prince Jin.

Even if I tell it to others, no one will believe it.

Mo Jinchuan raised his eyelids, and there was a hint of resentment in his usually unfathomable black eyes.

Before he could say anything, Song Yanxi spoke first: "The God of War is also a human being, so he naturally needs face."

It was visible to the naked eye that Mo Jinchuan's pale face and ears had more color, which was obviously caused by anger.

While he was not paying attention, Song Yanxi's eyes darkened. She quickly picked up the clean handkerchief that had been prepared long ago, covered the arrow head, and pulled it out fiercely.

"Puff!" Warm blood sprayed all over her face.

Song Yanxi blinked quickly, shook off the blood mixed with tears on her eyelashes, and methodically stopped the bleeding for Mo Jinchuan with her hands.

The wound was too deep, and the hemostatic powder was washed away by the gushing blood before it could take effect.

I sprinkled a whole bottle of hemostatic powder on it, but it had little effect.

There was no trace of blood on Mo Jinchuan's face. He couldn't help but groan when he pulled out the arrow. Now he felt a little reluctant to sit on the chair.

Looking at the wound that couldn't stop bleeding, Song Yanxi felt cold all over, but her mind was extremely clear.

Something is wrong!

She turned to look at the arrow she had just thrown into the copper basin. Her face paled as she thought of something. "They actually coated the arrow with medicine. How despicable!"

This medicine speeds up blood circulation. If this continues, even a strong man will not be able to withstand it.

Especially since Mo Jinchuan had just had his bones transplanted three months ago, his blood and energy had not yet recovered, so he couldn't hold on for long.

Song Yanxi looked at Mo Jinchuan, whose eyes were a little dull due to excessive blood loss, and talked to him while giving him acupuncture.

"Your Majesty, can you hear me? You must not fall asleep."

Her voice came through the door, and everyone in the yard looked pale.

Cheng Duan said angrily: "Your Highness is blessed with a long life, nothing will happen to him!"

When the others heard this, they all started to agree, but their voices were clearly filled with sorrow.

Some people even knelt down and wiped their tears silently.

Cheng Duan walked up angrily, kicked one person down, and shouted angrily: "The prince is still fine. If anyone continues to cry like a woman, don't blame me for not recognizing anyone with my fists!"

Fearing he might strike again, everyone rushed to stop him, only to hear Doctor Liu suddenly shout, "Princess, apply pressure to stop the bleeding!"