The cruel prince and pretty Fujin

Chapter 25 Healing the Wounds (1)
"Don't blame yourself!" Yinlu who closed his eyes and rested suddenly said.

"Ka?"

Can he read minds?

"I really don't care!"

I care!I care!Tong Wan'er cried out in her heart, tears kept falling, Yin Lu felt tired even opening his eyes, but he tried his best to comfort this little woman, for fear that she would run away from him again.

"Well..." Yinlu pulled her into his arms with difficulty, but accidentally touched the wound, and let out a muffled groan.

"It's okay! Don't move around these few days. You have to rest for at least three months with this injury. You almost hurt your heart and lungs. How can that damn woman have a firearm!" Tong Wan'er gritted her teeth and cursed. that woman.

"I will rest, close your eyes now!" A domineering voice came to mind above his head.

Tong Wan'er closed her eyes obediently, she was indeed tired...

In a blink of an eye, another half month has passed, and it has entered October, and the weather is gradually getting colder.Fortunately, Yinlu could get out of bed, and the sutured wound healed quickly, but the thread could not stay on the body and let it grow into the flesh.

When Tong Wan'er removed Yinlu's thread that day, she suppressed her distress and pulled out the cotton thread for him, then turned around and hugged Jiana and cried loudly.Yinlu made an exception that day and said a lot of good things before she stopped crying, and Jiana's body was covered with tears and snot from her master.

"Yinlu, you're secretly reading official documents again!" Tong Wan'er, who just came in with the soup, shouted loudly.

"It's very important!" Yin Lu frowned, staring at the document that Tong Wan'er took away, and said coldly.

"Drink the soup and watch!" Qiao Fujin was more ruthless than him.

Yinlu narrowed his eyes, picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one go, then handed the empty bowl to Tong Wan'er, and exchanged official documents with her.

Tong Wan'er reluctantly returned the official document to him, and walked out of the room angrily.

"Zhabu, Yimu, you two didn't understand my instructions, did you?" Qiao Fujin got angry, and the two guards had a bitter expression.

"Fu Jin, my master is more terrifying than you! So..." Yi Mu said with a bitter face.

"Very good! So you take my words as wind in your ears?" Qiao Fujin seemingly unintentionally pulled out a silver needle that was shining with cold light, and said nonchalantly.

"Hiss..." Seeing the light of the silver needle, Yi Mu trembled violently, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I will try my best to prevent Mr. Lin from giving the official document to the master again!"

"Very good! Remember your words!" Qiao Fujin put the silver needle back to its original place with a cold face.

"Zhabu, be honest, watch me, don't let him come out to blow the air, my mouth is too big, I will go out to find the ingredients for the evening, if I come back, if I still read the official documents, I will ask for you." Tong Wan'er said again Looking at Zabu Road.

"Yes, Fujin!"

Qiao Fujin went out with Yujing and Jiaya.

"Squeak..." Brother Ku came out.

"Master!" Zhabu and Yimu saluted at the same time.

"Where did Fujin go?" Brother Ku asked coldly.

"Fu Jin said that Master's mouth is too big, she went to find you the ingredients for tonight." Zhabu replied honestly.

"Grandfather is picky eater?"

"Yes! Master!" Both of them replied with sniggers.

"..."

"Father!"

"Ok?"

"Can you rest more? Jiana told the slave that as long as Fujin calms down in the past few days, he will show a complicated expression. The slave is afraid that if this continues, Fujin will leave you again and run away, although the master doesn't care about it. Injured, but Fujin really cares about it!" Yi Mu risked his life to persuade Yin Lu.

"I know!" Yimu didn't expect Yinlu to listen to his advice.

They looked at Zhabu for a long time, and they saw joy in each other's eyes. They really liked Fujin, not to mention that they loved Fujin so much, and their sincerity for Tong Wan'er was no lower than that for Yinlu.

"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.

(End of this chapter)