Chapter 100 Don’t you believe me?
Feng Aoqing woke up at dawn.
When he took a closer look at Han Lang, he let out a cry.
"What are you yelling about?" Han Lang rolled his eyes at her again.
"You're so badly injured, how many have you killed?"
Feng Aoqing was shocked when she saw that his head and body were covered with wounds.
"I don't have time to count, probably around a hundred or so!"
"Oh my god! You're the one who can defeat a hundred people alone! I admire you!"
Han Lang's mouth twitched.
"So, what do Jixia's people want to do? Are they going to attack Zhaojing Kingdom while it's still unstable?"
"you......"
"I understand. Mo Beiyuan said that it's not something a woman like me should ask."
"That's not what I meant, it's just that everything is still unclear." Han Lang didn't want to be equated with Mo Beiyuan.
"Anyway, it's all because of the Princess, right? When I get to Frost Sky Valley and have some free time, I'll write a novel called 'The Enchanting Princess Ruins the Nine Provinces'. How about that? It's bound to be a bestseller."
The original owner's notebook is still in the space. The eldest princess's relationship map is very complicated! It involves more than just Jixia.
For some reason, this sentence hit Han Lang's funny spot and he actually laughed out loud.
As he spoke, Feng Aoqing had already treated the wound on his forehead.
"I'm afraid there will be a scar here, so I'll have to grow some hair to cover it up."
She wiped his face with water and luckily, his handsome face was not stained.
"The clothes are off."
"That's not good! How come you are also..." No matter who she belongs to, but now, on the surface, she is still Mo Beiyuan's wife.
"Don't you know who I am, healer? Looking at men and women is just skin and bones, just like looking at pork. Are you afraid that I will fall in love with you? If you don't have a mirror, you can find a puddle to look at yourself."
"you!"
Han Lang sat up straight suddenly, tore off his clothes with his left hand, and almost knocked over Feng Aoqing who was kneeling beside him.
Feng Aoqing was about to curse when she saw the wound on his right hand.
Han Lang held the sword with both hands and blocked with both hands, so it was normal for both hands to be injured, but there was a knife wound on his right arm that was so deep that the bone was visible. It should be because someone attacked him from the side when he was holding up both swords to block.
Feng Aoqing frowned and checked the bone injury, but found that there was no bone injury.
She was wondering how he could endure the pain last night when she didn't even feel how badly he was injured.
"I'll suture you now and give you some anesthesia."
"Just sew it. If it gets numb, it won't be usable."
"In this state, you can't use it even if it's not numb!" Feng Aoqing was a little anxious.
"When it's life-threatening, yes." Han Lang said this very calmly. If someone attacked him now, he believed that he would be able to use this hand to protect Feng Aoqing.
"Then bear with it. I'm only doing a superficial anesthesia, which won't affect muscle use."
"If you breathe heavily, you are not a man." Han Lang nodded and gave him a trusting look.
"You're capable of it. If you hadn't met me, this hand would be useless." Feng Aoqing spat at him and started to operate.
Clean the wound, remove the rot, suture, apply medicine, and bandage.
The bandage was first applied with a dressing, and then wrapped with the same cloth as her inner garment.
Her outer garment was not clean, and no one would lift up her outer garment to see the material of her lining, so they would not know the amount used. She usually used the method of using inner garments and inner skirts.
The injuries were concentrated in the upper body. His chest and abdomen were covered with punches and kicks, and there were bruises everywhere. There were also several knife wounds on his back. Although they were long, they were only superficial injuries.
The bleeding was stopped after flushing with Lingquan, and the parts that could be sewed were sewed up without bandaging again.
If you wrap it again, it will be suspicious and you can deal with it after you get back to the upper level.
To be honest, Han Lang didn't move at all the whole time, without even a frown. Just like he said, he didn't even breathe heavily.
Feng Aoqing admired him very much.
He put on the shirt that was almost torn into shreds again and said, "I saw you stitching your wound that day. Weren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? Look, I sewed it up perfectly myself. The scar is so thin, it won't be visible in two years."
Feng Aoqing rolled up her sleeves to show him the healed wound. There was only a thin seam that could not be seen without a close look.
"For him, so brave."
"Hey, stop, I'm not doing this for him! I have nothing to do with him. My goal is to send Xingbao and Yuebao to Hantian Valley. Once the two treasures are settled, I will leave."
"You...I told you about the past last night. I was about to ask you about it, but you fell asleep. So there is still time now. Can you tell me?" Han Lang's heart moved.
"I've told you, why don't you tell your dear eldest princess as soon as possible!" Feng Aoqing immediately dismissed his idea.
"I won't. We have a lot of secrets between us, don't we?"
"I don't believe you. I've already thought about this. I've covered up everything very well. No one will believe you if you just say it without any evidence."
"You, don't believe me?"
"Of course, who are you? You're the princess's secret guard! Is that someone you can trust?"
Han Lang was stunned.
"Then why did you help me heal my injuries?"
"A doctor has a kind heart. How can he bear to see someone who should be living die?" Feng Aoqing gave him a perfect reason.
He looked at Feng Aoqing who stood up to observe the terrain, and felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.
Feng Aoqing looked for a long time. It was a valley with big trees and dense grass. The treetops were almost level with the grass where they were yesterday.
So, what looks like a small tree is actually just the crown of a big tree.
The people above also saw the situation clearly in broad daylight. They used the Flying Tiger Claws that Feng Aoqing had used to tie the rafts, tied two of them together, and threw them down the slope. Because they didn't know how deep it was, Mo Mingyuan, who had the best light skills, went down to take a look.
Mo Mingyuan didn't say anything and was about to step forward when he saw Tian Ying'er using her lightness skills to land in front of everyone, grabbing the rope and about to slide down.
"Ying'er, what are you doing?!" Mo Mingyuan was shocked.
"My life is worthless, so I'll do it." Tian Ying smiled lightly.
When Mo Mingyuan wanted to pull her up, she disappeared.
"Ying'er!"
He knew he couldn't go down anymore because there was no place to tie the rope in the grass. The end was now tied to Mo Beiyuan, and Yu Tiannan and several other big men were holding on to the slope. If they couldn't hold on, not only would they not be able to save the person, but they would also have to pull several people down.
Tian Ying'er is different. She is much lighter than Mo Mingyuan.
Mo Mingyuan gritted his teeth and held the rope with both hands.
He felt the rope swaying gently, and his heart settled a little. Ying'er was still on the rope.
But at the same time, he couldn't feel any weight, perhaps because he was too light.
In order to jump higher and be lighter, she almost only ate life-saving food and never took a second bite. She had no idea how many times Feng Aoqing scolded her.
She just said: "Sister, you can't forget to save your life."
Escape is her way of saving her life.
But even though the lock couldn't trap her and the bailiff couldn't stop her, she didn't escape.
She's probably afraid that the people who are trying their best to protect her will be implicated.
Mo Mingyuan's hands couldn't help but clench tighter and tighter.
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