Transmigrated As A Villainess: I Emptied The Capital, Carried My Bump To Exile

22nd-century medical and poison expert, mercenary assassin Yun Zhaoxue, transmigrates into a book as a malicious cannon fodder female supporting character.

In the original novel, the original...

Chapter 155 Shen Qingyu's face was disfigured by a wolf bite.

Chapter 155 Shen Qingyu's face was disfigured by a wolf bite.

Physician Chen poured strong liquor on the Third Prince's wound and then stitched it up with three white leather threads.

The Third Prince had been trying his best to suppress his anger for the sake of his reputation, but he couldn't help but let out a soft cry when the silver needle pierced his flesh, "Ah! Hiss!"

Two concubines sat on either side of her, looking at her with concern.

Liu Yiyi used a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. "Be gentle, Your Highness. Your face is pale from the pain, and your forehead is covered in sweat."

Su Wan'er chimed in, "Exactly! Do you want His Highness to die from the pain?"

Physician Chen paused, not daring to continue. "I have been gentle enough. Without anesthesia, Your Highness will have to bear with it for now."

Yun Jiaoyue, who was squatting in front of the Third Prince, looked guilty and remorseful. It was all her fault for dragging His Highness into this mess.

She felt sorry for the Third Prince's suffering and scolded Imperial Physician Chen, saying, "If you don't have anesthesia, then find a way! How dare you, a mere imperial physician, let His Highness suffer like this?"

The Third Prince's facial muscles twitched in pain. "Shut up, all of you!"

"Doctor Chen, finish suturing in one go, don't drag it out."

"Yes!" Physician Chen then continued, stitching a total of ten stitches, then applying medicine and bandaging...

I hurriedly gave a few more instructions: don't get it wet, and eat less meat, oily food, and spicy food, otherwise the wound will worsen.

Liu Yiyi and Su Wan'er took notes carefully and nodded repeatedly. "We've remembered it. We will definitely not let His Highness get wet so that the wound can heal as soon as possible."

After saying that, she blamed Yun Jiaoyue, "It's all the princess's fault. She's so clumsy at climbing trees that she caused His Highness to get injured."

Yun Jiaoyue glanced at the Third Prince with a wronged expression. Seeing that he didn't look at her and seemed not to have heard her being humiliated and ridiculed by the two concubines, a hint of disappointment and hurt flashed in her eyes.

She lowered her eyes and retorted, "I... I have injuries, I didn't do it on purpose..."

The next family to be treated was the Shen family.

Madam Shen was slammed to the ground by the wolf's claws, breaking several of her ribs. She also suffered scratches on her face and neck and remained unconscious.

Shen Qingyu's face was almost bitten, a chunk of flesh was torn off. She covered the wound with a wad of gauze, crying and sobbing uncontrollably. The tears and snot touched the wound, causing her to whimper in pain. "Waaah... Imperial Physician, I need an Imperial Physician! It hurts so much! Father, please go find an Imperial Physician! My face is going to be disfigured! I don't want to be disfigured! I'd rather die than be disfigured! I still want to marry my cousin! Waaah..."

My mother said that if I married my cousin Xu, I wouldn't be exiled and could live a life of luxury at the governor's mansion.

She also wanted to kill that bitch Yun Zhaoxue to avenge herself and her elder brother.

Shen Yichun glanced at his injured and unconscious wife on the ground, then looked at his daughter lying on the ground, almost fainting from crying. She sighed helplessly, "Don't cry. I'll have Physician Chen take a look at you later. The more you cry, the more your tears will hurt your wound!"

"Waaaaah..."

Physician Chen took Madam Shen's pulse and then pried open her eyelids to look into her eyes.

"Madam Shen mainly suffered from internal injuries. I will give her a simple bandage. If you want her to live, get her to the clinic before dawn."

Shen Yichun exclaimed, "It's almost dawn and there are still more than ten miles to go. We can't possibly make it in time! Physician Chen, please find a way to save Madam. I'll give you as much silver as you want."

“It’s not about the money. I don’t have any medicine on hand. I only have a few silver needles, gauze, and some wound medicine. I can only do a simple bandage and apply the medicine.”

Shen Qingyu covered her face and cried, "Come quickly and let me see."

Physician Chen told her to put down the gauze and carefully examine her wound.

"This injury is too severe; it requires stitches, but stitches will leave a scar..."

"A scar? I don't want it, I don't want stitches!" Shen Qingyu shook her head frantically, the wound trembling, and she screamed in pain, "Ah!"

Shen Yichun asked, "Imperial Physician Chen, is there any way to prevent scarring? Yu'er is still a young woman and not yet married; she can't be disfigured."

"Unless the wound heals well, the scar is small, and there is a high-quality scar removal medicine, such as Guigu's Ice Skin Jade Dew Ointment, it might prevent scarring, but I cannot guarantee it."

"No, don't stitch it up, it hurts too much, I'm afraid of pain."

"If the wound is not stitched up, it will become infected and ulcerate, which could be life-threatening."

"You can decide for yourselves. I'll go see the other injured people first." Doctor Chen didn't have much time to waste with them, so he picked up his medicine box and was about to leave.

"Wait, you can't leave! You have to find a way to make sure I don't have a scar on my face."

Physician Chen shook his head. "I can't do it. Please find someone more capable."