Wen Mohan had tears in his eyes. Afraid of being seen, he turned his head to look the other way.
Jiang Mengli cut the gauze with scissors and looked at the densely sutured wounds, feeling a little numb on her scalp.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt. I'll give you scar removal medicine and the scars will gradually disappear."
Hearing this, he nodded slightly.
But I still didn't dare turn my face away.
Because there were so many stitches, it took quite a while to remove them.
It took me quarter of an hour to finish it. After cleaning it with alcohol, I applied the scar-removing ointment.
These sutured wounds looked like centipedes and were very hideous.
"I put scar cream on you. Apply it again at night so it heals faster."
Wen Mohan then turned around and mouthed "thank you".
Although there was no sound, she could tell what was said, "You're welcome."
This surprised Wen Mohan for a moment. He didn't expect that she could read lip movements so easily.
Jiang Mengli helped him put on his clothes and helped him stand up. "Try to walk. If there is no problem, I will ask someone to take you home."
"It's not a good idea to stay in this military camp forever. After I wipe out the Langya Gang, I'm going home. I won't stay here forever."
Wen Mohan heard this and shook his head nervously.
This shaking of the head made Jiang Mengli confused about what it meant.
She helped him out of bed and walked slowly out of the tent.
The dazzling light made Wen Mohan unable to open his eyes. He closed his eyes for a while before he relaxed. Looking at the clear sky outside, he felt much better.
He hasn't come out like this in a long time.
Jiang Mengli: "Walk around and move around a bit."
He couldn't walk before because he was bandaged. Now that the wound has healed and the gauze has been removed, he has no problem moving around.
He slowly walked to a puddle and looked at the figure inside.
It was a strange and ugly face, and I felt sick just looking at it.
Jiang Mengli comforted him, "It's okay, the scar on your face can be healed."
"Hehe... do you want to eat it?" Suddenly, Wen Jingyun handed a piece of dried meat to Wen Mohan, "Meat, it's meat! The prince gave it to me, hehe..."
Her smile was very bright, her eyes were clear, and she looked carefree.
I am very satisfied as long as I feed him every day, and he can play by himself for a long time.
Wen Mohan raised his eyes and glanced at him. He should have felt disgusted, but looking at that silly grinning face, the past grudges didn't seem to arouse hatred anymore.
She reached out and pushed his hand away, shaking her head to indicate that she didn't want to eat.
Wen Jingyun curled his lips and said, "I'll eat it myself."
The jerky was quite dry and required some effort to pull off. He tore off a piece and turned to leave.
After limping for only two steps, he suddenly turned back and said to Jiang Mengli with a mysterious look on his face:
"What I said that day was true. That...that prince had many cuts on his body and was bleeding profusely."
"At that time... he was still bandaged in my room, like a mummy. I poked him, hehe... poke, poke, poke..."
He stretched out his finger as if poking someone, then turned and walked away muttering to himself.
Wen Mohan was very excited after hearing this. This might help Jiang Mengli understand who is who.
"Uh...uh..." He excitedly grabbed Jiang Mengli's arm, pointed at himself and nodded, then gestured at the injuries on his body.
He tried hard to tell her with his mouth: I am Wen Mohan, and that one is Mo Yunchen in disguise. He is a monster and knows witchcraft.
Jiang Mengli frowned and looked at his mouth shape seriously. After a while, she forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I will heal your throat. Go back to the tent and rest."
After saying this, he sent him back to the tent and left without waiting for him to say anything else.
He had no idea whether Jiang Mengli understood the spoken language.
I’m afraid that even if I understand it, I won’t believe it.
After all, his appearance has changed now.
Jiang Mengli had indeed understood it, and fell into deep thought after walking out of the tent.
Although this incident was incredible, Wen Mohan was indeed full of doubts after returning, and he felt different from before.
When I was treating his whip wounds, I felt that his skin was different from before.
It seems that this matter needs to be confirmed.
At this moment, Mo Yunchen was in the tent where they were discussing things.
Shen Hu said, "We've almost rested now. Tomorrow we'll go straight to Lingyun Mountain to wipe out the Langya Gang. What do you think?"
General Tang nodded in agreement. "I have no objection. The Langya Gang is no longer a threat. We can make a quick decision. If we hadn't been so exhausted and needed to rest, we would have stormed Lingyun Mountain long ago."
The previous battle lasted for a whole day and night without food or water. Everyone was exhausted and had to return to the camp to rest after the enemy retreated.
Others also began to echo and express their agreement.
Faced with the Langya Gang's initial rampant behavior, they were eager to get rid of it as soon as possible.
Wen Yu also agreed: "I have no objection. We cannot let them have a chance to breathe. We must solve the problem as soon as possible and rebuild Puzhou City as soon as possible."
Mo Yunchen was the only silent one in the entire tent.
No one knew whether he had any objections or not, so everyone looked over.
Wen Yu said, "Uncle Ninth Prince, why don't you speak?"
Mo Yunchen took a sip of tea, raised his head and said, "I think we are a bit too hasty. They don't have medicine men now, and their military strength is not as strong as ours. There is no need to be too anxious."
"They've suffered heavy losses and have limited food supplies. There's no need for us to send troops and increase the losses. We can just wait for them to surrender."
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