Shang Ruoyi walked into the inner room and smelled a foul odor as soon as she entered.
He couldn't help but frown.
Walking further, I discovered that the smell was coming from the bed.
At this time, He Jingheng walked beside her and whispered, "When our father was looking for him, he was like this. He was checked and they said he didn't have much time left to live."
Shang Ruoyi walked forward and lifted the quilt from Gai's body. She was suddenly shocked to see that there was not a single piece of healthy skin on his body. Every inch of his skin seemed to have been cut open with a blunt object.
What a cruel heart!
Unlike the pain of a sharp weapon which is only momentary, the pain of a blunt weapon tearing and grinding the skin is dozens of times more painful than a sharp weapon like a knife.
"The prince's injuries are extremely serious. Even I cannot be completely sure of his recovery. Moreover, the rotten flesh on his body needs to be removed with a knife, which is very painful." Shang Ruoyi paused and said, "I need someone to help me while I am treating him."
Even with anesthesia, there will still be pain when cutting away the dead flesh.
"How sure are you?"
"Seven 늅."
Hearing her say this, He Jingheng couldn't help but look at her a little more. Among so many doctors coming and going, she was the only one who dared to say that she was 70% sure.
"I'll help you."
Shang Ruoyi nodded and took out a few porcelain bottles and a very small knife from her sleeve pocket.
He Jingheng was stunned by what he saw.
What does she carry with her every day?
Where is this in the sleeve pocket?
These were all taken out from the space by her. The sleeve pockets and the bags she occasionally carried on her body were just things to cover up her tracks.
Shang Ruoyi gave him the spiritual spring water in the porcelain bottle to drink. After a while, he seemed to have regained some vitality, and his eyelids began to tremble slightly, but he still did not wake up.
She looked at He Jingheng who was standing beside her and said, "Turn around."
"What?"
"Turn around. This is a secret technique I learned from my master. It's passed down to girls, not boys. Unless you want to be my sister, turn around. You can't look at it."
The word "sister" made He Jingheng's face darken: "You girl, you talk without restraint all day long." After saying that, he turned away obediently.
"Don't look back, or we will call each other sisters from now on."
Seeing that he ignored her, Shang Ruoyi took out an anesthetic from the space and injected it into Prince Ding's body.
The eyes that had been trembling just now returned to silence: "Okay." She put away the anesthetic and said softly: "You can turn over now."
When He Jingheng turned around and fixed his eyes on the prince's body, he noticed the needle holes on his body.
The needle hole seemed to be much larger than the eye of a silver needle, but he tactfully did not ask any further questions.
"I'm going to remove the rotten flesh from his body now. Even if he's unconscious, he might wake up from the pain. You must help me hold the prince down."
After saying that, she put on gloves, picked up a surgical knife and began to remove the dead flesh.
He looked at the gloves for a long time and couldn't help asking, "What are you wearing?"
This sentence almost caused Shang Ruoyi's knife to hit the wrong place.
How could she forget about this? How could Tianshun have such a thing?
But her expression did not change, and she whispered, "This was given to me by my master. There are only a few of them. You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
"How can I understand if you don't tell me?" He Jingheng suddenly looked at the suit like a curious baby, and then asked her what material the surgical knife in the suit was made of.
He had not forgotten that the hidden weapon she threw out during the first assassination attempt in the Land of Exile looked like this, but when he went to look for it afterwards, he couldn't find any.
"Can you please stop talking?" Shang Ruoyi couldn't help herself and shouted, "If you keep asking questions, get out!" She didn't lower her voice, and not only He Jingheng heard it, but even the secret guards standing at the door and guarding the dark corners of the courtyard heard it.
Yuntian opened his eyes wide, it's over, it's over, Lord Lingjun might be dead! Is the last person who spoke to the Lord like this still alive?
Oh, no, no one dares to talk to the Lord like that.
He was ready for Prince Lingjun to be fanned out of the room by the Lord.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.
He was even more frightened. They were so powerful, so they endured it?
The sun really rose from the west, and their master didn't even throw him out!
Yunqi smiled. As expected, the treatment of Concubine 녡떚 was really different.
He Jingheng in the room was stunned when Shang Ruoyi yelled at him.
This woman is really brave.
In fact, Shang Ruoyi was a little frightened after she yelled.
But when she saw that he didn't move, she turned her attention back to the movement above.
He Jingheng looked at Shang Ruoyi who was serious and focused, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Just then, a drop of sweat flowed from his forehead.
He Jingheng subconsciously took out his handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
When he realized what he was doing, he was stunned.
Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh. He Jingheng, you can even do something like wiping a girl's sweat. You are doomed in this life.
At this moment, Shang Ruoyi's slightly anxious voice came: "The anesthesia time is over, hurry! Hold him down!"
Hearing this, He Jingheng stretched out his finger and pressed on his sleeping point.
In an instant, the body that had been moving suddenly became silent.
Shang Ruoyi blinked, and suddenly found herself a little silly. How could she forget that those who were skilled in internal strength in ancient times would use acupoint pressing?
He Jingheng smiled and said, "Go on."
It took a total of three hours for Shang Ruoyi to remove all the rotten meat. She opened the porcelain bottle and sprinkled the powder on Prince Ding. She turned to He Jingheng and said, "He may have a fever tonight. Be sure to send someone to guard him. If he has a fever, take this pill in time."
He Jingheng took the pill and said softly, "You are tired today, why don't you rest in the mansion!"
"But if I don't come home at night, the mansion..."
"I have sent a letter of divorce to my mother." He Jingheng looked at the person lying on the bed: "There is no doctor in the mansion now. If there is any emergency, no one can handle it."
If the court doctor heard this, he would probably burst into tears, so he is transparent?
Shang Ruoyi heard this and thought for a moment. However, she would come to the county town early tomorrow morning, so it would be convenient for her to stay here.
"good."
"Gurgle."
Shang Ruoyi smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm a little hungry."
"It was my negligence." He ordered Yunqi, who was at the door, to prepare the meal, and specifically asked for a three-fresh duck dish.
He remembered that he occasionally heard Qian Niang mention that Shang Ruoyi liked to eat the three-fresh duck at Tianxiangju.
Yunqi nodded in agreement, and after giving instructions to the kitchen, he went to Tianxiangju in person to pack a portion of three-fresh duck.
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