King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

Chapter 27 Isn't Your Highness Afraid of Me Poisoning You?

Maybe it was because he knew that the prince was drunk last night, and no one in the whole house came to bother him today.

Lin Jiumian had doubts in her heart, because she knew that the closest people to the prince were the guards of the four great uncharacterized generations.

However, Jun Wumo suffered such a serious injury, but none of them showed up today.

This is obviously unusual.

Around Chen in the morning, Lin Jiumian said, "My lord, it's time to change the medicine!"

Jun Wumo nodded, took the initiative to untie his clothes, and asked Lin Jiumian to change the dressing.

Lin Jiumian opened the wound and looked at it. The wound was healing well, but there was one place that seemed a little unusual, that is, the place where some debris had been dug out from the wound.

"What are you looking at? Can you look at the king's wound in a daze?" Jun Wumo saw Lin Jiumian looking at the wound in a daze, and asked.

It's just that the dog prince's speech is really ugly.

Lin Jiumian stared and said: "I'm just looking, your lord, your wound is not right, it seems that there are foreign objects in it, although it has been less than a day and a night, there is obviously no sign of swelling."

Jun Wumo was silent: "You deal with it!"

Lin Jiumian was a little surprised: "Isn't the prince afraid that I will poison you?"

Jun Wumo sneered: "If this king is dead, do you think you can survive?"

Lin Jiumian had no words. He knew it was true, but he still felt very depressed.

Perhaps from the moment she got into Jun Wumo's bed and became his maidservant, her life was tied to Jun Wumo's.

Unless she can break away from Jun Wumo, stay away completely.

Otherwise, if Jun Wumo dies, she can only be buried with him.

That's right, the kind that was buried alive.

Because she was just a maid, and a woman Jun Wumo had slept with.

It is precisely because Lin Jiumian understands this that no matter how much she hates and resents Jun Wumo last night, she will save him!
Lin Jiumian glanced at Jun Wumo with deep resentment, took out the medicine box and whispered:

"I'm going to treat your wound, it may hurt, please bear with me, my lord!"

That's what he said, but Lin Jiumian didn't mean to be gentle and careful at all.

She brought out surgical knives, tweezers, and some special utensils.

Then I picked out the stitches that were sutured yesterday, and used tweezers to rummage inside.

It seems that there is nothing inside!
Lin Jiumian tilted his head and thought for a while, threw the tweezers aside and cleaned his hands. After disinfecting his hands with alcohol, he directly poked his fingers into Jun Wumo's wound.

In order to find the foreign objects inside, her fingers deliberately rolled, rummaged, and touched it back and forth.

Jun Wumo next to him was sweating profusely on his painful forehead, but he remained silent all his life.

Lin Jiumian touched it back and forth several times, and suddenly stopped his fingers.

"Ah, found it!"

As she spoke, she hurriedly assisted with a scalpel, and pulled out the thing touched by her finger.

It was a very small white particle, if it wasn't for sharp fingers, it would be impossible to find it at all.

"What is this?" Lin Jiumian was confused.

The particles are the size of a small grain of rice and are pure white.

Jun Wumo felt drowsy from the pain, he bit his lip and remained silent.

But it can only go so far, because he doesn't know what the white rice grains are?
Lin Jiumian looked at it for a while, then put the white rice grains on the side plate.

Then disinfect with hydrogen peroxide.

Some of the infected rotten meat was cut off with a scalpel.

Her expression was very calm and calm throughout the whole process, as if what she was doing was not a human wound, but a rag doll without a statement.

(End of this chapter)