Yan Funing struggled to get free and called out, "Third brother, help me."
Yan Bojian helped to pry Fu Ciyi's hands apart and pressed his arms aside.
Caiyu opened the medicine box, looked around, and saw a curtain in the room, so she pointed it out to her young lady.
Yan Funing then said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I would like to examine Lord Fu's injuries. The condition is open, and too many people are not conducive to the wound. I would like to ask Your Majesty and the other doctors to wait outside the curtain, including Miss Cai."
The emperor stood up.
The imperial doctors were using branding irons, and when they saw that the emperor had moved, they had no choice but to order someone to bring the charcoal basin and go out together.
Cai Mushi moved forward reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Caiyu was filled with contempt, and she quickly closed the curtain in front of Cai Mushi.
Yan Funing washed her hands, disinfected the scissors, and deftly cut the gauze wrapped around Fu Ciyi's chest.
When they gently removed the gauze covering the wound, what they saw was a five-inch long wound.
The wound suddenly turned outward, exposing the skin and muscle tissue, and was still bleeding.
Such a situation made Yan Fu frown.
Because the gauze was pulling at his skin and flesh, Fu Ciyi's face showed pain and his body began to move.
Yan Funing quickly took out an anesthetic pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
Because the granular anesthetic was too slow to take effect and considering that he had two wounds, she poured liquid anesthetic on a cotton towel and covered his mouth and nose with it.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed her slender wrist.
"My lady, please don't leave me."
Hoarse voice.
Yan Funing said: "Sir, be careful what you say."
After taking the anesthetic, this guy is talking nonsense?
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