Su Qian, who was walking carefully in the tunnel, sneezed for no apparent reason. Lu Huan looked towards her and asked, "Are you cold?"
It was indeed a bit chilly in the tunnel, but Su Qian didn't sneeze because of the cold. "It's not cold, someone must be scolding me."
Lu Huan seemed a little confused, "Why do you say that?"
Su Qian: "Intuition."
Lu Huan looked at her speechlessly. Sometimes he always felt that Su Qian's words were a little incomprehensible. She had called him a psychopath before, and he had asked her what she meant, but she didn't answer.
Lu Huan released his hand from holding hers, took off his outer robe and put it on her. "Even if it's not cold, you still have to put it on. The nights have been getting colder lately."
Su Qian looked at him as if she had seen a ghost, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
She was actually a little uncomfortable with him suddenly being so considerate to her and not holding a sword to her neck.
Lu Huan sucked in a breath, his expression unclear. "I think you've taken the wrong medicine. You really want me to be a little harsh on you, right?"
Su Qian curled her lips, "Not really."
Lu Huan also lost his patience: "If not, then hurry up and leave."
Su Qian: “…”
What's so fierce about it?
Su Qian did not expect that this tunnel in Prince Yan's Mansion could lead to Tongpan Mansion. She thought it should lead to outside the city.
When Jiang Xuewei heard the unusual noise and ran to open the door, she saw Lu Huan with blood on his hands. She asked with concern, "General, what happened to you? Why are you bleeding so much?"
Before she could finish her words, she saw Lu Huan take out the person she least wanted to see from the secret door - Su Qian.
Su Qian had her hair loose, and at the moment she was bare-faced, without a single unnecessary adornment. She was also wearing a men's robe on the outside. The contrast between the two made her look even more pitiful.
Seeing her staring at Su Qian with a suspicious look on her face, Lu Huan stood in front of Su Qian, shielding her from Jiang Xuewei's unfriendly gaze, and said, "Go get some medicine to stop the bleeding first."
Jiang Xuewei then withdrew her gaze and focused her attention on his injured arm. "I'll go right away."
Soon, Jiang Xuewei came over with some hemostatic powder and bandages. She raised her eyes and glanced at Su Qian, "Let me treat your wound."
Lu Huan said calmly, "No need."
Then he turned to Su Qian and said, "Come here."
Su Qian heard a hint of unwillingness in his tone, "But... I don't know how."
Jiang Xuewei secretly gave her a sarcastic smile. She knew that a woman like her must have come from some poor and remote village. Unlike them, the daughters of officials, they had learned everything and mastered all kinds of skills.
Lu Huan frowned. "Whether or not it can happen is one thing, whether or not you want to do it is another. Could it be that... you are unwilling to help me treat my wound? I got this injury because of you."
Jiang Xuewei widened her eyes in surprise when she heard this. A few days ago, the guards reported to her that Lu Huan had gone to Prince Yan's Mansion. At that time, she was still a little doubtful and confused, and kept reassuring herself in her heart that he was not going to find her.
Now, the only expectation has been shattered.
Not only did he go to find her, he also got injured to protect her. He put his outer robe on her and asked Su Qian to treat his wounds.
Su Qian looked at him speechlessly, as if choking. This time he had the upper hand over her and was using it to demand something from her.
"Okay." She looked at Jiang Xuewei, "Miss Wei, tell me the steps, and then I'll do it."
Jiang Xuewei naturally wouldn't openly attack others like Jiang Xueli did. She forced a smile and spoke, not forgetting to physically hurt Su Qian, "Then please ask the wife of King Yan to come."
They both paused, Jiang Xuewei pretending to be ignorant, "What's wrong? It is indeed the wife of Prince Yan, isn't it?"
Lu Huan's eyes swept across her face. Although he didn't say anything explicitly, every look of his made Jiang Xuewei aware of his disgust. He didn't even hide his indifference and impatience, but displayed it nakedly.
He didn't like what she had just said, "Lady of the Prince of Yan."
Could it be that... the general really fell in love with Su Qian?
How could she, a mere vulgar bitch, have seduced the general? Or...did she use some kind of magic to make the general act like this?
The general had never been fond of love between men and women, and she had never seen him treat any woman with special kindness. She had never seen Lu Huan like this before.
She didn't believe that Su Qian didn't use any magic to confuse Lu Huan.
Seeing that she was standing there in a daze with a confused look as if she was thinking about something, Su Qian took the utensils from the tray.
According to the emergency knowledge she had learned in school, she began to treat his wounds based on the knowledge in her memory.
First, use the treated tweezers to pick up a cotton ball, then dip it in iodine and start wiping the injured area.
Fortunately, there were no major wounds on the back of his hand. After she disinfected it, she sprinkled some hemostatic powder on it and then carefully wrapped it with a bandage. That was it.
The wound on the back of her hand wasn't big, so she concluded that there must be other injuries. "The wound on the back of your hand has been treated. Where else are you injured?"
Lu Huan said calmly, "On the forearm."
Su Qian was afraid that taking off his clothes would squeeze the wound again and cause secondary injury, so she took the scissors on the tray and cut open all the clothes on his arms.
After cutting it open, they discovered a round hole-like wound on the inside of his arm, left by an arrow. Unlike the back of his hand, those were just small scratches.
In comparison, the wound on the inside of the arm is much more serious.
Su Qian took a deep breath and said, "The wound is quite deep. It must be disinfected thoroughly. You have to be patient."
A wound of this size definitely needs to be cleaned, but there is no saline solution available, so Su Qian had to use iodine tincture instead.
She poured iodine on his injured wound and cleaned it. She stopped only after making sure there was no foreign matter left in the wound. Then she applied hemostatic medicine and bandaged it up.
Only after she finished all this did Su Qian finally have time to see his reaction. The wound was quite large, and she was horrified as she treated it. She washed it over and over in the blood and flesh, searching for any residue like arrowheads. He remained silent, as if he didn't feel any pain.
Lu Huan was a little surprised. "Didn't you say you don't know how to treat wounds?"
Su Qian made up an excuse casually, "I have extraordinary talent."
Lu Huan was so smart, how could he not know that she was trying to shirk responsibility? He was just too lazy to argue with her.
Su Qian ignored the jealousy and resentment on Jiang Xuewei's face and said, "Miss Wei, his clothes are covered in blood and are torn. I'd like you to find him some men's clothes so he can change into them."
Jiang Xuewei forced a smile and responded, "I'll go right away."
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