"Langfeng, move the screen over here to block any further incidents. Until the wounds are treated, you all stay outside and be vigilant," Lin Xihe instructed methodically.
"Yes, young lady." Lang Feng immediately obeyed, quickly moving the screen to the side of the bed and completely surrounding it.
Soon, Lang Yue also rushed over, carrying a full basin of water.
"Miss, the water is here. Please feel free to ask if you need anything," Lang Yue said respectfully.
"Yes, you should also check your wounds and treat them," Lin Xihe reminded them.
At this moment, a hint of envy flashed in Sun Ningxiang's eyes: "They are so good to you."
“These two are my future husband’s subordinates. We’ve known each other for a while, so we’re naturally quite close,” Lin Xihe replied casually without stopping her work.
Just then, Ji Zhuo rushed over with the medicine.
"Xi'er, here's your medicine." Ji Zhuo reached in from behind the screen and handed over the hemostatic medicine. His gaze fell on Lin Xihe's slightly pale face, filled with heartache.
Lin Xihe took the medicine, her gaze returning to the still bleeding wound, but her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the powder almost spilled.
“Miss Lin, if you are afraid, you can call that young master outside to come in and help. In this life-or-death situation, we can’t worry about the rules between men and women,” Sun Ningxiang said with concern.
“Since you don’t mind, I’ll have Lang Feng come. Lang Feng said he’s treated quite a few wounds in the past.” Lin Xihe said, and was about to call Lang Feng.
"Lang Feng? No... no need..." Sun Ningxiang hurriedly stopped her, her voice trembling slightly.
Lin Xihe understood that Sun Ningxiang had just said she didn't mind, but now she was unwilling to let Lang Feng get close, so there must be a reason.
"Lang Yue is a meticulous person, so let's go easy on him and let him do it?" Lin Xihe probed again.
"Never mind..." Sun Ningxiang still declined, her eyes darting around, hesitant to speak.
Lin Xihe wondered to herself, was she being so coy because she wanted Ji Zhuo to come in?
But it's hard to bring up.
"In that case, I'll do it. Miss Sun was seriously injured while saving my Ah Zhuo, so I have no choice but to do it." After saying that, Lin Xihe let out a long sigh, gripped the arrow shaft tightly with both hands, and used a handkerchief to hold the medicine powder in her other hand, secretly cheering herself up.
With a "whoosh," the arrow was pulled out, and blood gushed out instantly. Lin Xihe reacted quickly, pressing the handkerchief and medicine powder together onto the wound.
Sun Ningxiang screamed in pain, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Just then, Ji Zhuo's urgent voice rang out from outside: "Xi'er, don't be afraid, find a needle and thread and suture Miss Sun's wound."
Even though Lin Xihe was afraid, she could only grit her teeth and follow Sun Ningxiang's instructions, bracing herself to do it.
With each needle inserted, Sun Ningxiang cried out in pain.
Finally, amidst Sun Ningxiang's continuous cries of pain, Lin Xihe painstakingly stitched up the wound.
By the time Lin Xihe finished dressing Sun Ningxiang, her hands were trembling uncontrollably, her forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and her back was already soaked with sweat.
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