482 Black Hands, All Clothes Removed

Feng Qingchen had already compromised without any principles, but the other party still refused to let her go. The sword blade was still pressing inward at an extremely slow speed, and had already injured her aorta.

"I have already agreed. What else do you want?" With his hands hidden behind his back, he tightly grasped the pistol, ready to pull the safety. As long as there was a slight chance, Feng Qingchen would shoot.

"I'm just teaching you a little lesson. Don't worry, I won't take your life." The man in black exerted force on his wrist and controlled the handle of the knife with extremely clever force, pressing it towards Feng Qingchen's neck.

Feng Qingchen's body was tense and he dared not breathe. The man in black seemed to enjoy Feng Qingchen's fear. His hands moved even slower, as if he was playing with his prey.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Feng. I will only cut your throat. I won't separate your neck from your body. I believe in Miss Feng's medical skills. This minor injury won't kill you."

"Crazy." At this moment, Feng Qingchen didn't care whether he would alarm the other party or not. Feng Qingchen quickly pulled the safety, leaned back, and swung his right hand: "Bang..."

The bullet flew out from the dark barrel of the gun and hit the arm of the man in black holding the sword. The man in black's hand shook, and the sword blade passed through Feng Qingchen's neck. Blood spurted out along with the sword, and with a puff, it hit the man in black's face.

Unfortunately, I injured my carotid artery.

"Ah..." Feng Qingchen screamed in pain, slammed the door open and rolled out. The man in black wanted to chase him out, but the noise in the room alarmed the shadow guard in the dark and the guards guarding outside the yard.

"There is an assassin, protect the lady." The guard shouted, and the shadow guard had already rushed out.

Seeing this, the man in black didn't care about Feng Qingchen anymore. He pressed the wound, turned around and ran away.

"Bang..." Feng Qingchen fell to the ground. The moment the man in black turned around, he pulled the trigger again. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen was injured, his hand was a little unstable, and he missed the opponent's vital point.

"Miss." The shadow guards split into two groups, one to chase the man in black, and the other to help Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen shook them off: "Don't worry about me, go chase that assassin, regardless of life or death."

At this moment, she didn't care why there were shadow guards around her. She only knew that her life was repeatedly threatened, and she had to find out who was behind it.

"Yes." The shadow guard knew that the maid from Feng Mansion would be back soon, so he didn't stay any longer and ran out of the courtyard.

They were seriously derelict in their duty today. If they let the assassin escape again, they would not be able to live.

As soon as the shadow guard left, Tong Jue, Tong Yao, Chunxiaqiudong came. Seeing Feng Qingchen lying in a pool of blood, the six maids' faces turned pale and their slender bodies began to shake, as if they could not stand steadily.

At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds, that is, if the young lady died, they would not have to live either.

The guards guarding outside the courtyard rushed in. Feng Qingchen saw them, pointed in the direction the assassin escaped, and uttered the word "chase" with difficulty.

"Yes." Half of the guards stayed to protect Feng Qingchen, and the other half followed the assassin's footsteps.

"Quick, get a handkerchief and stop the bleeding for the girl." Chun Hui was the most steady. She calmed down immediately and rushed forward. She saw that Feng Qingchen was injured on the neck and her whole body was shaking.

Feng Qingchen injured her throat and had been enduring the pain when she spoke before. She didn't want to say anything more about this. She just waved at Chun Hui and wrote the word "Sun" on Chun Hui's hand.

"Xia Wan, go and invite Master Sun over."

"Okay, I'll go right away. You guys take good care of the girl." Although Xia Wan was panicked, she was not confused.

"Miss, use a clean handkerchief to stop the bleeding first. If you keep bleeding like this and can't wait for Young Master Sun to come, you will lose too much blood." Tong Jue handed the handkerchief to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen did not refuse and motioned Tong Jue and Tong Yao to help press it tightly to stop the bleeding, or at least slow down the bleeding.

She injured her right carotid artery today.

"Help the girl into the room first."

The five people were in a panic, but they managed to help Feng Qingchen into the room before Sun Sixing arrived. Feng Qingchen had injured an artery and blood was gushing out. Soon Feng Qingchen felt dizzy, his head was groggy, there seemed to be double images in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see things clearly.

"What's wrong with Master?" Sun Sixing lived in the outer courtyard and was a little out of breath after running all the way here.

"Young Master Sun, hurry, hurry, the young lady is injured, her wound is on the neck, and she is bleeding a lot." When Tong Jue and Tong Yao saw Sun Sixing, it was like they saw their backbone.

Sun Sixing is also the master of the mansion and a doctor.

Sun Sixing's pupils suddenly dilated. He and his master had been separated for less than a quarter of an hour, so how could his master be so badly injured?

"Go, get my medicine box, hot water and white cloth. Get out of the way." Sun Sixing didn't have time to think about it. He rushed forward in two steps and pulled away the maids who were surrounding Feng Qingchen.

"Master." Seeing Feng Qingchen covered in blood with bleeding wounds, Sun Sixing felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Feng Qingchen's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were unfocused, enduring the pain of the wound, Feng Qingchen said weakly: "Sixing, don't be nervous, it's not the first time, stop the bleeding and sew up the wound for Master."

After saying this, Feng Qingchen fainted.

Sun Sixing hurried forward and checked Feng Qingchen's breath and pulse. After confirming that Feng Qingchen was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Light the lamp, light the lamp quickly, and bring Master's medicine box as well."

"Medicine box, Mr. Sun, your medicine box." Qiu Hui took Sun Sixing's medicine box and opened it without waiting for Sun Sixing to speak. She then replaced the table with herself and stood beside Sun Sixing holding the medicine box.

Sun Sixing took out the hemostatic medicine from the medicine box, pulled out the white cloth and pillow that Feng Qingchen had stuffed around his neck, and sprinkled bottle after bottle of the hemostatic medicine on Feng Qingchen's wound as if it were free.

The white powder was instantly dyed red by the blood, dissolved, and flowed to the side of the body along with the blood. It seemed that the blood on the wound could not be stopped and kept oozing out.

"Hmm..." Someone cried out. Sun Sixing's hands trembled and he turned around and shouted, "Shut up, my master is not dead yet."

The six maids were frightened by Sun Sixing, but no one dared to say a word. They all looked at Feng Qingchen worriedly.

Most of the bed was stained red, and Sun Sixing's clothes were also stained with blood. Feng Qingchen's face became paler and paler, and his body temperature was getting lower and lower. If the bleeding could not be stopped, Feng Qingchen would die.

At this time, Sun Sixing no longer cared about the difference between men and women, and ordered the six maids: "I want to give Master acupuncture. You take off Master's clothes and change me into doctor's clothes. Also, bring a basin of hot water. I want to wash my hands."

"Isn't this a bit bad?" Tong Jue and Chun Hui looked at each other and said uneasily.

Sun Sixing changed his usual mild attitude and said sternly: "Saving people is the most important thing. What's good or bad? If anything goes wrong, I will be responsible."

Sun Sixing, with his stern face and serious expression, vaguely resembles Sun Zhengdao.

"Tong Jue, the young lady's life is the most important." Tong Yao saw that Tong Jue was still struggling, so she started to divide the work: "Tong Jue, you and Dong Qing go get some water, Chun Hui, you change Mr. Sun's clothes and tie his hair, Qiu Hua, Xia Wan, the two of us will take off the young lady's clothes."

"Okay." Qiu Hua was the first to agree, and the others followed suit.

Xia Wan and Qiu Hua helped Feng Qingchen up, while Tong Yao undressed her. When her outer, middle, and inner garments were removed one by one, revealing her snow-white skin, the three maids exclaimed, "Ah..."

"What's wrong?" Sun Sixing was startled and rushed forward. After seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes widened...