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Chapter 86
The arrowhead was deeply embedded in the flesh, piercing through the shoulder blade.

After simply washing his hands in hot water, the imperial physician directly inserted his index finger and middle finger into the wound to pull out the arrowhead. The arrowhead was stuck tightly for a while and he would not be able to move at all. Instead, the wounded person would be injured by touching the wound. Greater pain.

Shen Changming gritted his teeth and was sweating profusely. He suddenly felt a little regretful that he deliberately shot the arrow because he was afraid of getting into trouble. If he knew that it would have attracted Shen Zheng's attention in the end, he might as well have killed those assassins at that time.

Damn villain, didn't he run away by himself?What did you run back to do.

Shen Zhengchui moved his hand by his side, but in the end he didn't do anything. He shifted his gaze from Imperial Physician Liu's hand to Shen Changming's face, and looked at Xiaoyao Wang, who hadn't hummed from the beginning to the end, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

Finally, Imperial Physician Liu pinched the arrow half a foot away, and he took a deep breath and said solemnly: "My lord, you will have to take care of it in the future. The old minister is not well prepared, which makes you suffer."

"It's okay, this place is no better than the palace, just pull out the arrow, sir, don't worry."

"it is good."

The old doctor blinked, blinking the sweat off his eyelids, and more sweat fell down his chin onto the official uniform. Like the Xiaoyao King, he seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

If you have to go all out, you can't hurt the heart that is next to the arrow. If you make a mistake, you will lose the life of the majestic Xiaoyao King, and no one can afford it.

But he is the only imperial doctor here, so he can only bite the bullet, life or death depends on God's will.

puff--

Although the old doctor was old, but his hands were not weak at all, he quickly pulled out the arrow.

"Hmm..." Shen Changming snorted, and fell down on the soft couch exhausted, with no arrows blocking the blood and spitting out desperately.

Quickly throwing away the arrow in his hand, the old doctor hurriedly picked up the silver needle that had just been burned with a candle, he turned his head and was not polite: "The second prince will help the old minister hold the wound of King Xiaoyao." The wound is sutured!

"Okay." Shen Zheng nodded, walked to the side of the couch, sat down and pressed Shen Changming's shoulders, after thinking about it, he would use internal force to help Shen Changming slightly control the injury first.

The silver needles shuttled under the skin and flesh, and could only control the injury simply. It was unknown how long it would take to recuperate, and the wound was likely to worsen. I am afraid that Xiaoyao Wang's body and bones would not be able to bear it.

The skin under his hands was soft and fair, Shen Zheng looked down at Shen Changming's tightly closed eyes and raised his left hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

The sudden touch caused Shen Changming to open her eyes suddenly, and she glanced coldly at Shen Zheng from the corner of her eye.

Shen Zheng retracted his hands wisely, and laughed: "If the seventh brother is in pain, you can call out, and I will ask Imperial Physician Liu to be gentle."

Imperial Physician Liu, who was holding the silver needle, trembled: "..." The Second Highness influenced his rescue from the very beginning, really... If it wasn't for the royal family, he really would not be able to save this person today!
"Second Brother, if you have nothing to do, go out."

Shen Zheng: "..." Tsk tsk, it's really ruthless. As a woman, she doesn't have the cuteness of a woman at all.

"Then, I'll go outside and wait." Seeing that Doctor Liu's sewing was almost done, Shen Zheng let go of his hands, shrugged his shoulders, got up and left without any remembrance.

With no one making trouble, Imperial Physician Liu moved more smoothly.

Outside the tent, Chen Chuchu paced back and forth anxiously.

Seeing Shen Zheng coming out from the inside, his face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly greeted him and saluted: "The concubine has met the second highness, how is your highness?"

"Don't worry, I can't die with Imperial Physician Liu." Looking across at Princess Xiaoyao wearing a pearl hairpin, Shen Zheng smiled inexplicably and walked away.

Chen Chuchu reluctantly let go of her heart, but then it tightened again: the prince and the second prince left together, and came back with a serious injury not long after, but the second prince had a calm expression on his face, no matter how you looked at it, it was intentional.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Imperial Physician Liu also came out carrying the wooden box.

Chen Chuchu nodded slightly towards Imperial Physician Liu, and hurried into the tent.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Xiaoyao Wang leaning on the pillow with a pale face.

"My lord, are you okay? What's going on?"

"It's nothing." Shen Changming gathered the clothes in front of him, "I'm making you anxious, this little injury is not a problem."

"It's fine, it's fine." Chen Chuchu walked to the bed, staring blankly at the man's face.

The moment Xiaoyao Wang was carried back by the second prince, he felt that his blood was cold all over his body, and he didn't want anything to happen to Xiaoyao Wang because of emotion and reason.

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