The man behind her was silent for a few breaths, and finally got off his horse, stretched out his hand to her and said, "The forest is dangerous at night. I know there is a cave nearby. Let's go there to take shelter."
This was already the deepest part of the enclosure, a place where few people would come even during the day, and there were many wild beasts. Considering that the girl was timid and might scare people, he did not say anything explicitly.
Chen Zishu was standing on the right, but Wei Hanzhang stretched out his left hand and placed it on her. He paused slightly, and when he helped her off the horse, he noticed the strong smell of blood on her body.
In the pitch-black night, he couldn't find out where she was injured, but his steps subconsciously became more urgent, and he pulled her bent over and walked into a cave with a narrow entrance.
Wei Hanzhang felt dizzy, frightened and had been running all the way, and his wounds were aching, so he barely followed him for a few steps, and in the end he was almost held in his arms and supported by him as he walked.
The late autumn nights were already cold, and even colder in the mountains and forests. It was not until the bright fire was lit that she recovered from the coldness caused by excessive blood loss.
The entrance was blocked by Chen Zishu with several bundles of branches, and the cave became increasingly warmer.
She sniffed, and her right arm was grabbed, causing her to tremble in pain.
Chen Zishu subconsciously let go of his hand: "The girl was injured, why didn't you tell me?"
Wei Hanzhang didn't say anything. He lowered his head to look at his wound. No fresh blood was coming out, but his torn arm still looked scary.
The sleeves were soaked with blood and stuck to the skin...
Such a delicate little girl had never suffered such hardship before, but she did not cry out. She was wounded many times while running, but she did not even cry out in pain.
Chen Zishu took a deep breath, apologized, held her arm again, and gently tore open the clothes that were tightly attached to her skin, revealing a four-finger-wide wound.
He took the water bag from the horse, poured some water into the towel, and carefully cleaned the area around the wound. But no matter how careful he was, she couldn't control her trembling from the pain.
"Be patient. If you don't bandage the wound caused by a sharp blade properly, it will easily fester." He took out a jade bottle from his arms, opened it, sprinkled the medicine powder inside on the affected area, and finally wrapped it carefully with a handkerchief.
After everything was done, when he looked up again, he saw that the girl's pale face was covered with cold sweat, and her eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, soaking her eyelashes.
...Wei Hanzhang felt like crying because of the pain.
It was obvious that when he looked over, she subconsciously held back. The moment her eyes met his, she was stunned for a moment and hesitated, "Are you injured too?"
His face didn't look very good.
Chen Zishu lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, hummed softly, and said, "It's a minor injury, nothing serious."
"How can it be okay? Didn't you say that if a wound caused by a sharp blade is not bandaged properly, it will easily fester?" Wei Hanzhang frowned and looked at him, "Where exactly are you injured?"
Chen Zishu said, "You don't have to worry about me."
Thinking that he was still concerned about something as pedantic as reputation, Wei Hanzhang could not help but annoyed and said, "You are a close minister to His Highness. Don't you know what kind of person he is? In an emergency, you have to take the initiative. If you protect my life, he won't blame you. Is reputation more important than life?"
"I'm afraid there will be danger later. If you fall, who will protect me?"
His expression was calm when he spoke the first part, but he hesitated when he said the second part: "You want to bandage me?"
"..." Wei Hanzhang was silent for a moment, then subconsciously looked towards his waist and abdomen. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no wounds: "Why not?"
Chen Zishu was silent for a few breaths, as if he had made up his mind, he put his fingers on his waist belt and untied it...
Wei Hanzhang was startled and dodged backwards, repeatedly asking: "What are you doing? Where is your wound?"
Why did you take off your clothes?
Chen Zishu stopped what he was doing, looked over, and said, "On my back."
Wei Hanzhang widened his eyes: "..." and was speechless.
He had done his best along the way, and the injuries he suffered were also for protecting her. Wei Hanzhang moved his lips and said with difficulty: "... Let me see the wound."
Hearing this, Chen Zishu did not continue to take off his clothes.
"Does it hurt?" Wei Hanzhang frowned and moved behind him.
There were indeed two knife wounds on his back, deep enough to see the bone. The bloody flesh stuck to his torn clothes, which was more horrific than the wound on her arm.
Her heart trembled and it hurt just looking at it.
There was chaos during the breakout, and the man's expression and movements were not obvious at all, so she didn't even know when he was injured.
She was silent for a few breaths, then said, "My hands are injured and I don't have the strength to tear your clothes off. You can take them off yourself and I'll apply medicine on you."
Chen Zishu fixed his gaze on the overlapping shadows of the two people on the mountain wall, hummed softly, but his hands remained motionless.
Wei Hanzhang waited and waited, and urged again, wishing he could take action right away.
Why are you being so pretentious? It really is.
Finally, the man moved.
As if the injury was not her own, she moved carelessly, and the clothes that were stuck to her flesh and blood were torn apart. The force was so strong that Wei Hanzhang couldn't bear to watch. She hurriedly stopped him, "Forget it, forget it, I'll do it, don't move."
Carefully lifting his clothes at the wound site, two deep knife wounds on his back that were so deep that the bone could be seen were clearly revealed.
She subconsciously took a breath.
His voice was trembling: "Don't you feel any pain?"
Chen Zishu clenched his hands unconsciously, tried hard to ignore the gaze behind him, and said nothing.
Wei Hanzhang moved quickly, imitating the steps he used to treat his own wound. He first used a towel dipped in water to quickly clean the wound, then sprinkled medicinal powder evenly on it, and finally stopped at the last step.
The wound is too big, the handkerchief is not big enough to bandage it...
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed the person in front of her: "Hey, think of a way, what can I use to bandage it?"
"..." Chen Zishu seemed to be suffering from some kind of paralysis. His reaction was extremely slow. After several breaths, until Wei Hanzhang could no longer bear it and wanted to urge him a few more words, he raised his hand and tore off the soft lining on his body and passed it behind him.
After Wei Hanzhang took it, he finally thought of something and paused in his action of bandaging the wound.
The wound is on his back, and to bandage it properly I have to go around to his chest...
Sensing her concerns, Chen Zishu said, "It's enough to sprinkle gold powder on the wound. It's okay even without bandaging it."
Wei Hanzhang was a little hesitant. It had come to this point, and if he didn't bandage the wound properly, all his efforts would be in vain.
But if she really wanted to bandage it, even if she didn't roll into his arms, it would be too intimate.
The image of a jealous person flashed through my mind.
If that person knew about her...who knows how angry he would be.
But where is that person! It has been so long since she was attacked. He is the regent prince, and his wife was almost killed. Where is he? (End of this chapter)