The cruel prince and pretty Fujin

Chapter 24 Share Weal and woe
But in Chen Yanmei's hand, a firearm was emitting green smoke.

"Old man!" Tong Wan'er screamed, and Yin Lu used his own body to block this fatal blow for her!
A figure landed in front of her, and she was about to fight back when she heard the voice say.

"Ma'am, I'm Yimu!"

"Yimu, it's you, that's great!" Tong Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the person's voice.

"Huh, huh, huh..." The sound of footsteps gradually approached.

Chen Yanmei and the others panicked, they were surrounded.

"Withdraw!" Before Chen Yanmei left, she looked complicatedly at Yin Lu lying in Tong Wan'er's arms, and then they disappeared.

"Don't chase, the old man has been attacked by firearms." Tong Wan'er stopped in time to pursue, and Chen Yanmei and others' Yi Mu and Zha Bu said.

"Ma'am, how is Master?" Yimu came to Yinlu worriedly and asked Tong Wan'er.

"I need a clean place to take out the fire bomb on the old man's chest."

"Lin Weixiang, the general soldier of Luoyang, sees Master Sixteen. The servant is late. Please forgive him." This general soldier Lin had seen Yinlu, and when he saw that Yinlu was injured in his territory, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he immediately pleaded guilty. .

"Mr. Lin, the old man is injured now. Find me a clean place. I need to heal his wounds." They lived too far away, and they rushed back now because they were afraid that Yinlu would not be able to bear it, so Tong Wan'er said directly to Mr. Lin.

"you are?"

"Our Fujin!" Yi Mu said instead of Tong Wan'er.

"The sixteenth Fujin is auspicious. The small mansion is on the street in front. If you don't mind Fujin, please come with your servant."

"Lead the way quickly, Zhabu, hold your master, Yimu, go and bring Jiana and the others and the little elder brother to General Lin's mansion, and remember that my burden must be brought here." Tong Wan'er instructed Yimu.

"Yes, Fujin." Yimu took the order and left, while Zhabu picked up Yinlu and followed Tong Wan'er, rushing to Zongbing Lin's mansion.

Arriving at the General Military Mansion, Zhabu carefully put Yinlu on the bed.

"Fu Jin, please go down and invite the doctor."

"Mr. Lin, wait a minute. I am proficient in Qihuang." Tong Wan'er's words surprised Lin Zongbing. Didn't expect the pampered Fujin nobleman to be proficient in Qihuang?
"Mr. Lin is going to get a pot of spirits and candles, and prepare hot water. Zhabu will find me a sharp dagger." Tong Wan'er gave Yinlu his pulse and ordered them.

The things were all ready soon, Tong Wan'er carefully took off Yinlu's clothes with Zhabu's help.Then soaked a clean white cloth in warm water to wipe off the congealed blood on his body, and there were shocking knife marks and sword marks criss-crossing.

Tong Wan'er's heart was so torn, if she didn't insist on staying, with his skill, she would definitely not be hit by that firearm. Why was she so stubborn back then, she really hated her stubbornness.

"Don't blame yourself, I'm fine!" Yin Lu said with difficulty even though he was injured.

"Stop talking, come and drink this wine, it can numb some pain, I don't have Mafeisan now, so I can only rely on strong wine." Tong Wan'er carefully raised his head and gave him some strong alcohol liquor.

After laying him flat, he burned the dagger on the fire for a while, wiped it clean with a clean cloth, and then soaked the dagger in spirits.

"Old man, I will take out the fire bomb for you with a knife, you have to hold on."

"Yeah!" Yin Lu responded with difficulty.

The sharp dagger cut open from the wound of the fire bullet, blood flowed down instantly, Zhabu quickly wiped the blood clean, Tong Wan'er carefully pulled out the wound, and took out the fire bullet.

At this time Yimu also came, and Tong Wan'er hurriedly shouted: "Yimu, bring me the small red bottle in my bag."

Yi Mu found the vial and quickly handed it to her, and she carefully poured the white powder inside on the wound. "Zhabu help me bend a steel needle, and find some clean cotton thread." Tong Wan'er ordered again.

She had sewed a wound for a rabbit with a ruptured abdomen before, but she hadn't sewed it for someone else. This man was still her husband, and her voice trembled a little.As long as the firearm just got a little more advanced, there would be no such person as Yinlu in the world. If he hadn't used his internal force to block the speed of the fireball at an emergency, Tong Wan'er couldn't imagine it.

"Fujin, here!" Zhabu finally bent one after destroying several steel needles.

She burned the steel needle on the candle, soaked it in strong wine, and then took the cotton thread handed over by Lin Zongbing. Trembling, she threaded the thread into the steel needle, took a deep breath, and carefully pulled the thread into the needle. The wound on Yinlu's chest was stitched up.

"Hiss..." Lin Zongbing, Yi Mu and the others were stunned, they didn't expect that Fujin would use such a method to suture the wound.

How painful it must be to suture with needles on a living person.

Yinlu's face became paler and paler, but he provoked him so hard that he didn't cry out.

The wound was sutured with five stitches, and the stitched wound gradually stopped bleeding, and Yimu and the others began to admire Fujin more and more.

Tong Wan'er applied hemostatic medicine to the remaining wounds on Yinlu's body, and carefully bandaged them one by one. With the help of Zhabu and the other two, she changed Yinlu into clean obscene clothes, and two full hours had passed.

"Zhabu, go get the medicine according to the prescription, and then tell the person who decocts the medicine to boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water."

"Yes!"

"Your servant is waiting to leave!" Seeing that Yinlu was fine, Yimu and the others left the room one by one, leaving time for the two of them.

There were so many wounds on Yinlu's body, but she didn't even have one. It can be seen that so many people's attacks and Chen Yanmei's firearm attacks were blocked by him later, and now she began to regret this action.

"Come up!" Yinlu shouted hoarsely.

"Yinlu!"

"Come up!"

Tong Wan'er had no choice but to climb onto the bed and kneel beside Yinlu. Yinlu raised his hand with difficulty, held her catkin, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Tong Wan'er knew what he meant, he didn't blame her for her willfulness, he was willing to suffer for her, but she still felt a dull pain in her heart, she always thought that her martial arts were not bad, so she should be able to help him.But this time she almost caused him a fatal injury. She vowed in her heart that in the future, she must obediently stay in the inner city, and stop arbitrarily arranging her home and causing him any harm.

(End of this chapter)