The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 25 Healing for Him
"Hey, hello, Qu Tiange, are you okay?"

The person who fell in the pool of blood was pale, his breathing was weak, and his thick eyebrows were deeply furrowed. It was shocking to see.

She pushed lightly, and he struggled to stand up, but fell down.

However, he still had the strength to speak: "This king told you to go out, Tang Nineteen, you don't want to live anymore?"

"Okay, okay, I probably understand. Is your wound not allowed to be known? I will keep it secret and let me see."

He was startled.

Tang Nineteen had already pulled off his robe and stripped off his coat.

Inside the coat, there was indeed a wound, but there was a bandage wrapped around it, and it was impossible to tell what the wound was. The bandage was soaked in blood at this moment.

She got up and brought the scissors over. At this moment, Qu Tiange seemed to be so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stop her.

The bandage was cut, and there was a scar inside, spanning the entire shoulder, the deepest part was on the left side, and the bone was deeply visible.

She took a deep breath, such a deep wound, the wound is very new, it should have been in the past two days, why did he go?
He didn't even look for a doctor for such a brutal wound, did he want to die?
"Where's the medicine cabinet?"

She asked.

Qu Tiange pointed to a low cabinet in front left.

Tang Nineteen put him down carefully, rushed to the low cabinet, opened it, and found that it was full of medicines, and they were all wound medicines by name.

He is a majestic prince, did he prepare so many wound medicines for a rainy day, or is injury a common occurrence?
No matter, save him first.

Holding the medicine box, relying on the memory of the medicine of this era, he took out a few bottles of golden sore medicine to stop bleeding and sprinkled it on the wound.

The severe pain from the wound stimulated by the medicine powder made Qu Tiange's already chaotic mind clear up a bit.

He just clenched his fists tightly and didn't even make a muffled groan.

Tang Jiujiu respected that he was a man, and comforted him: "The pain is the pain, the bleeding has stopped, who cut you?"

His eyes turned cold, but Tang Nineteen was behind him and didn't see it.

The bleeding stopped, but the wound was too deep. Although Tang Nineteen was a forensic doctor, he did a lot of things like suturing wounds.

The dissected corpse should always be sewn back to others with respect, right?

Although the body doesn't need to be sewn carefully, it doesn't help that she is a meticulous person.

"The wound is too deep. It's hot now, and it's a little suppurative. Your medicine can only stop the bleeding at most. Just wait, I'll go out first."

As soon as the words were finished, she ran out of Yufeng Courtyard. A maid happened to pass by and saw her as if she had seen a ghost.

Why, I am a dignified princess, can't come out of your prince's room?
The bird didn't want to be a servant girl, and just ordered viciously: "The door is guarded, and no one is allowed to approach Yufeng Courtyard, do you hear me?"

The servant girl seemed frightened and nodded repeatedly.

Perhaps Tang Nineteen didn't know how bloody she looked, with her hands and body covered in blood, especially the two big bloody handprints on her chest.

Tang Nineteen hurried back, and came back with a pot of white wine and a sewing basket in his hand.

The servant girl was quite obedient, she continued to put on airs: "Keep watching, no one is allowed to come in."

"Yes, princess."

When Tang Nineteen entered the room, there was still a pool of blood in the room, but the person lying in the pool had already climbed onto the bed by himself.

Or maybe they walked up and changed their clothes. When they saw her, their expression was cold: "You go, I'm fine."

"It's okay, who are you lying to?"

She ignored him, maybe it was to repay his kindness before, but now she just felt that the patient was disobedient and deserved to be beaten, so she insisted on tidying up and obeying him.

With his current body, it would be difficult to crush an ant to death. Can she be afraid of him?

(End of this chapter)