Yu Jingchen looked at Nan Zhiyun. In fact, even he himself didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Nan Zhiyun, nor did he know how to treat her.
Gratitude? It didn't seem so, because even without Nan Zhiyun, he wouldn't have been hurt. Love? That was even less likely; he didn't think he could fall in love with anyone. Guilt? Perhaps… a little. After all, he had indeed wronged the Nan family in his past life.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has arrived," Xinglai reminded him.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The imperial physician was surprised that Yu Jingchen would come here.
"Let her see it," Yu Jingchen stood up, but his voice betrayed no emotion.
The imperial physician then stepped forward to take her pulse, but the more he examined her, the deeper his frown became. The Lady Nan's health was far from optimistic.
“Your Majesty… Consort Nan is in poor health. She has probably suffered a lot of torment before, and the injuries she sustained today have not been treated in time, so it is quite troublesome.” The imperial physician knew that Nan Zhiyun had just come out of the Shenxing Division yesterday.
As expected, Yu Jingchen wasn't surprised. He simply told the imperial physician, "Treat him with utmost care and without error. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible."
"Your Majesty, I will do my utmost, but for now, it would be best to treat Consort Nan's wounds first." The imperial physician was already sweating profusely.
"Let me do it," Qianxia said, getting up from the ground.
"Tell your men to select a few more people to come over," Yu Jingchen said to Eunuch Xing.
"Yes," said Eunuch Xing, who felt that His Majesty seemed a bit strange today.
Qianxia has already started cleaning the wounds on Nan Zhiyun's back and applying medicine.
Yu Jingchen did not leave. Without the cover of clothing, Yu Jingchen could clearly see the injury on Nan Zhiyun's back, and his hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched slightly.
As Qianxia cleaned, she held back her tears. Her heart ached uncontrollably; what suffering had they endured?
The bamboo lashes on her back were relatively mild compared to caning, but it also depended on the executioner's technique. The wounds on Nan Zhiyun's back clearly indicated that the person on the other end had used lethal force.
Perhaps it was because the disinfection process was too painful that Nan Zhiyun was jolted awake by the pain.
"Hiss..." Nan Zhiyun's forehead was covered in cold sweat; she was most afraid of pain.
“Qianxia…” Nan Zhiyun’s eyes were still closed, her voice hoarse.
"Miss, it will be over soon, just bear with it a little longer." Qianxia was also heartbroken. But these wounds had to be cleaned.
"It hurts so much... Don't touch these wounds... They'll heal, just leave it like this, I really can't take it anymore..." Nan Zhiyun spoke haltingly, her voice barely audible. Applying the medicine felt like another form of torture.
"Miss, please bear with it a little longer, just a little longer," Qianxia said, her voice trembling with tears.
"It hurts..." Nan Zhiyun felt a burning sensation on her back, as if she were being pricked by tens of thousands of needles.
Even watching from the side, Grandpa Xing felt heartbroken. He secretly glanced at Yu Jingchen's expression, and Yu Jingchen had a tense face, seemingly lost in thought.
"It hurts so much..." Nan Zhiyun was dizzy and could only feel pain, and could only cry out in pain.
"I don't want the medicine applied anymore..." Nan Zhiyun said.
"How can we get better without medicine? Just bear with it a little longer," Yu Jingchen suddenly said, startling Nan Zhiyun. She opened her eyes, and the moment she saw Yu Jingchen, her eyes were filled with unconcealed terror.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun was quite frightened, and then struggled to get up.
"Miss!" Qianxia wanted to pull her away, but she was afraid of touching Nan Zhiyun's wound.
Upon seeing this, Yu Jingchen's pupils constricted slightly, and he was about to step forward.
To everyone's surprise, Nan Zhiyun was so frightened that she fell to the ground: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please, forgive me..." Nan Zhiyun's voice was full of panic.
Yu Jingchen instinctively reached out to help her, but Nan Zhiyun only grabbed Yu Jingchen's hem: "Your Majesty, I beg you, please spare me." Nan Zhiyun was truly terrified.
"Get up first," Yu Jingchen said, suppressing his irritation and speaking in a calm tone.
"No, Your Majesty, I dare not. I know I was wrong. I will not leave Yajing Residence again. Please forgive me," Nan Zhiyun continued to plead.
"I want you to get up first," Yu Jingchen continued.
"Your Majesty, Miss is afraid of Your Majesty's punishment. Please spare Miss." After kowtowing so many times, Qianxia's forehead was already bleeding.
Yu Jingchen suddenly felt a little irritated: "When did I say I would punish you? Get up!" This time, Yu Jingchen emphasized his tone.
Then he pulled the person up: "Don't move, lie down quickly, let's apply the medicine!"
Nan Zhiyun still didn't dare. She looked at Yu Jingchen with pleading eyes, her whole body exuding unease.
Yu Jingchen was somewhat impatient: "I'm saying this for the last time, take the medicine immediately." Yu Jingchen was suppressing his anger, but it was unclear what he was angry about.
Nan Zhiyun dared not do anything reckless again. She lay down again, and Qianxia quickly applied medicine to her. After that commotion, Nan Zhiyun's back wound bled a lot more.
But this time, Nan Zhiyun did not make a sound or continue to cry out in pain.
Even so, Yu Jingchen could clearly see that Nan Zhiyun was trembling all over, whether from pain or fear, he didn't know. He didn't say anything, but he quickly realized something was wrong.
"Nan Zhiyun!" Yu Jingchen roared, then pinched Nan Zhiyun's mouth shut with his hand. She had been biting her lip to endure the pain.
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