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Chapter 27 Treating Wounds
Huang Zhenzhen wanted to speak up and settle the court affairs first, but seeing the injuries all over his body, she really couldn't tell, so she could only shout, "Come here, call the imperial physician immediately."

Su Shaoxuan supported the table with his left hand, not allowing himself to bend his straight back, his cold and pale face was calm and emotionless.

There was a moment of silence in the room, so quiet that each other's heartbeat could be heard.

The moonlight shone on his body through the mottled window lattice, casting a layer of sacred light on him, and making his back even more desolate.

Huang Zhenzhen has been hesitating how to speak, this Su Shaoxuan is also true, if she doesn't speak, will he stop talking?
Just when she was about to speak, Su Shaoxuan's low and hoarse voice sounded, and the sitting body knelt down at some point, holding up a whip stained with dried blood with both hands.

"I know I was wrong, I just beg Your Majesty to spare my life."

Huang Zhenzhen's words swallowed down his throat.

Know wrong?

What's wrong?

Give her a whip for what?She's not a sadist.

Huang Zhenzhen stared at the whip with bright eyes.

That whip, like his anklet, has densely packed silver needles, but the needles on this whip are very thin and short, and the blood stains are from the silver needles to the root of the whip.

Huang Zhenzhen's scalp was a little numb, and he couldn't imagine how painful it would be if it was drawn on someone.

Looking sideways, she saw that Su Shaoxuan's right palm was wrapped with a thick layer of bandage. After the bandage was completely stained red by the bright red blood, it was still flowing down, bit by bit, soaking his snow-white clothes red. .

Su Shaoxuan kept his head down all the time, and she couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was a strong sense of despair and sadness on his thin and lonely body.

Huang Zhenzhen took the gleaming silver whip in his hand, with deep eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Did I beat you often before?"

Su Shaoxuan remained silent for a while, his voice was calm and dull, as if he was just saying invariably, "It is the honor of a slave to reward and punish His Majesty."

Huang Zhenzhen sneered, threw away the shiny silver whip with a snap, and pulled him back onto the stool again.

"I tell you, you are a human being, your life is priceless, you are not worthless, and you don't need to be so servile, others didn't beat you, let alone take out your whip foolishly."

Su Shaoxuan frowned from the pain.

He really didn't understand what she was trying to do.

If you want to fight, you can fight, he doesn't want anything else, he just wants to save a cheap life, if he dies, the country of Su will be over.

The sooner he finishes the fight, the sooner he will put it down, and if he continues to consume, he doesn't know whether his weak body can hold on.

"Do you have any hemostatic here?"

Su Shaoxuan shook his head.

He had nothing but this life, and there was no way they would give him medicine to stop the bleeding.

"Eunuch Zhu, bring the hemostatic medicine here immediately."

Eunuch Zhu who was outside the door immediately responded, and soon brought a bottle of hemostatic medicine over, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, where did you get hurt?"

Huang Zhenzhen rolled his eyes.

Didn't he have eyes? Su Shaoxuan was the one who was injured.

"Why hasn't the doctor arrived yet?"

"Hurry up, this place is remote and there is no imperial doctor stationed there, so it will take a little time."

"Go out."

"Yes, yes, yes." Eunuch Zhu glanced at Su Shaoxuan who was sitting on the stool in doubt, feeling full of doubts in his heart.

Su Shaoxuan's status is humble, how could His Majesty let him sit on the stool? Could it be that His Majesty came up with a new thing to torture Su Shaoxuan?

The door of the bedroom was closed, and only the two of them were left in the room.

Su Shaoxuan didn't know what cruel method she came up with to torture him, so he could only bear it silently.

But he never expected that the brutal woman carefully lifted his injured right hand, gently untied the blood-stained bandage for him, and spoke softly.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it, you have bled so much, you can't drag it on any longer, if you drag it on, your hand will probably be useless, I'm not a medical student, maybe I won't handle it very well , Fortunately, the imperial physician will be here soon."

The gentle voice was full of distress, and it rang in Su Shaoxuan's ears in a low voice.

Su Shaoxuan thought that his ears were hallucinating.

How could that bloody and brutal woman, regardless of his life or death, have such a gentle side.

She would only beat him to death and torture him to death. She knew what he was afraid of, but he just sprinkled salt on his bloody wound.

The bandages were opened layer by layer, and he gasped in pain. He thought about pulling his hand back, but he forcibly endured it, not wanting to offend her.

Huang Zhenzhen's hands were shaking.

His bandage hadn't been changed for some time, and the white bandage had already been dyed red.

After untying it, he found that the rotten flesh and blood on his hand were tightly stuck to the bandage, no matter how he tried to undo it, he couldn't untie it, his flesh and blood had long been mixed with the bandage.

She couldn't imagine how painful it was, and she didn't even dare to untie it anymore. He could feel that he was desperately enduring the huge pain, but he didn't even utter a hum.

She admired him just for his perseverance.

Now halfway through the solution, the bandage is neither good nor untie, and the imperial doctor has not come for a long time, Huang Zhenzhen is in a dilemma.

"If you bear it any longer, the flesh and blood inside will fester, and it won't work if you don't deal with it."

"Your Majesty, do you want to untie the bandage?"

"Yeah, what to do if you don't untie it."

"Slave come yourself."

Before Huang Zhenzhen could react, he saw Su Shaoxuan pulled his left hand and directly tore off the bandage, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, but he didn't even frown, but just clenched his teeth tightly, enduring the pain.

If it wasn't for his right hand shaking all the time, Huang Zhenzhen even thought that he wouldn't be in pain at all.

She stared straight at his palm.

His palm seemed to have been pierced with a knife, revealing a big bloody hole.

I don't know if the hole has not been effectively healed, and a large area has festered, and there is still a faint stench coming out.

How painful this is.

If it were her, she would have cried out in pain.

Thinking of tearing off his clothes that day and seeing the dense scars all over his body, Huang Zhenzhen's nose was sore, feeling sorry for this cold and stubborn young man.

"You... your injury is too serious, I... I don't know how to deal with it, let me help you wash off the rotten flesh and blood first, bear with it."

Su Shaoxuan hummed lightly, waiting for her to wash him with salt water.

In the past, she also cleaned his wounds, but that cleaning was another kind of torture. Countless salt and hot peppers were put in the water, which would only make him more painful.

Surprisingly, this time, she didn't put any salt or pepper, and her movements were still gentle like he had never seen before.

This kind of tenderness, he had never seen before.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." No matter how painful it is, there is no pain in my heart, no matter how painful it is, there is no pain in my heart.

She is uncharacteristically, a torture to death will not be light...

In order to divert his attention, Huang Zhenzhen changed the topic.

"I want to ask you something. If you can satisfy me, I can promise you a condition."

(End of this chapter)