Chapter 215
A moment later, Shen Qingnian helped Song Xuan stand in front of the bathtub.
Shen Qingnian did not go directly into the bathtub to wash, but instead filled a basin next to her with water and used the water in the basin to wipe her body.
She appeared disheveled, but the skin covered by her clothes was actually fine. Song Xuan, on the other hand, had several wounds. If she used the water, and he then used what was left of her, it would probably be bad for his wounds.
Song Xuan saw the clear water in the bathtub, and then noticed the somewhat murky water in the corner. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes before he looked at Shen Qingnian.
“You have multiple injuries and need to be cleaned thoroughly with water. If not treated promptly, it can easily cause a fever,” Shen Qingnian explained.
He Lianxin was already being very kind by providing them with a bucket of hot water; she couldn't possibly ask for another bucket. The man's injuries also needed to be treated.
Song Xuan's heart stirred. He looked at the woman in front of him and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."
Shen Qingnian shook her head slightly and stepped forward to remove the man's black outer robe. Fortunately, the robe was black, and although it was stained with a lot of blood, it was not too conspicuous in the dim candlelight. If it had been any other color, probably no one would have dared to take them in.
When she saw the man's white undershirt, she couldn't help but gasp, and her eyes filled with guilt and heartache.
The man's once clean white undergarment was now almost entirely stained with blood.
As she helped the man leave the bandits' hideout, she saw the corpses scattered on the ground by the firelight, estimating there to be at least a hundred.
Song Xuan brought too few men, and even though he was highly skilled in martial arts, he still struggled to face ten or dozens of bandits at the same time, and was therefore seriously injured.
"It's all the blood from those bandits, I'm fine," Song Xuan said, trying to comfort Shen Qingnian when he saw her look guilty.
When he heard that the other party and his two children had been kidnapped, the events of his coronation three years earlier flooded his mind. He was in a state of turmoil and, after giving orders to Yang Quanwei, he brought his men without hesitation.
The events of three years ago are like a nightmare to him; he cannot and must not relive them.
He knew that going rashly would be dangerous, but he had no choice but to go...
Shen Qingnian carefully removed Song Xuan's bright red inner shirt. During the process, she discovered that the shirt was stuck to the wound, and she could only tear it off by force.
"Just take them off," Song Xuan also sensed it, but his expression didn't change much.
Shen Qingnian pursed her lips and, with a little force, removed the man's inner shirt.
The man's bare back was exposed. She saw that in addition to some small wounds, there was a long knife wound that ran straight through his spine. It was this knife wound that had stuck to his inner shirt. Now that the inner shirt had been removed, blood was flowing out of the wound again, which looked rather horrifying.
Besides the wound on his back, the man also had several wounds of varying depths on his arms, all sustained while saving her...
She raised her hand to touch the knife wound, but was afraid of hurting the other person. In this state, she couldn't go directly into the bathtub to wash it.
"You can go out now," Song Xuan's voice came.
Shen Qingnian refused, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll bring the bucket over here."
In the corner was a smaller bathtub, which was only half the height of a regular bathtub.
A moment later, Shen Qingnian moved the bathtub in the corner to Song Xuan's side and helped him in. She naturally noticed the several knife wounds on his chest, which were not as horrifying as those on his back, but they looked quite deep.
The sound of splashing water came from inside the screen.
Shen Qingnian scooped up water with a ladle and poured it onto the man's bare, broad back, washing away the bloodstains.
The room was filled with steam and silence, save for the sound of flowing water.
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