The other party was ruthlessly stirring the skin when the sword stabbed the flesh. Feng Suwan couldn't even imagine how painful it was.

Without further ado, Feng Suwan picked up a towel and handed it to the silver-faced man, asking him to bite it in his mouth, while picking up the homemade disinfectant to disinfect his wounds.

"No need!" Feng Suwan didn't expect her kindness to be rejected ruthlessly, "This is not an ordinary medicine for injury, it will hurt a lot."

"No, don't I'll say it for the third time."

Refusing again, Feng Suwan no longer insisted, wiped off the blood around the wound, and began to rinse the disinfectant on the wound.

If the pain was twelve when creating this wound, then the pain was 18 when cleaning the wound with disinfectant. But the man in silver face didn't say a word. He was not afraid of the pain. Feng Suwan felt pain when he saw it...

After the wound is cleaned, this is much more serious than expected. If the wound is directly bandaged by the medicine, the wound will not only not heal, but the rotten area will become larger and larger. In mild cases, infection will occur, and death will occur in severe cases...

"Why did you stop? I thought you were so capable. Just a little injury scared you?" The silver-faced man felt that the woman behind him was not moving, so he spoke. In fact, he knew better than anyone else how bad his wound was. This is commonplace. But he usually dealt with it alone, and gradually, he didn't know what pain was...

"It's much more serious than I thought, and... I'm going to cut off all the rotten meat in this piece now, but the risk is relatively high. I'm only 50% sure I can save your life. You decide for yourself!" Feng Suwan couldn't joke about a person's life. After all, she is not a professional doctor...

"Fifty percent..." This grasp made the silver-faced man hesitate for a moment. He took the risk of asking this woman to deal with his wounds in order to survive, but now he only has 50% chance of survival. "What will happen now?"

"It will be infected, maybe it will die." Feng Suwan said without reservation. The wound is very close to the lungs. If it is not treated in time, the wound will be infected and it is almost impossible to survive according to the medical conditions of this era.

"If you have any concerns, you can go to the doctor yourself. Since you have the ability to come in, of course you have the ability to go out." Feng Suwan said, she respected his decision.

"Do it, but I tell you, if I die here, your whole family will have to be buried with you!" The silver-faced man threatened. He handed his life to Feng Suwan's hands. He had only one way to go. He would die when he went out. It would be better to try his luck. He didn't believe that his life would be as strong as a "small" sword injury!

"You!" Feng Suwan wanted to refute but couldn't find any words, or it was inconvenient to say, the whole family? Haha, she is Princess Jin now. This silver-faced man is going to kill the entire prince's mansion? His life is in her hands, and he is so arrogant. He won't know where this is, right?

At first, the person who heard the voice of this silver-faced man was too nervous and didn't pay much attention. Now that I heard his voice again, Feng Suwan always felt that he had heard it somewhere, especially this tone, which was very familiar. I don't know if it was his own illusion or...

If you talk too much, it will easily delay time if you think too much. Feng Suwan didn't think too much. She took out two small knives of different sizes, one big and one small, but the same sharp knife from the box, and started her arduous task!

In order to prevent the silver-faced man from dying due to excessive blood loss, Feng Suwan sprinkled almost half a bottle of hemostatic powder on the wound in advance. He felt sorry. This was not an ordinary hemostatic powder. It was left to her by her mother. There were only two small porcelain bottles in total, all of which were rare medicinal materials and precious. But for the silver-faced man and for her own life, she did it without hesitation.

The carrion was cut off bit by bit and placed in the tray beside it. The smell of blood became heavier and heavier. The whole house was filled with this smell, which was disgusting...

Be careful, you have to take your time. The wounds as big as a fist were cleaned for an hour. While cutting the flesh and applying medicine, Feng Suwan had done such a bloody thing...

With 50% of the confidence, I have to say that the silver-faced man and Feng Suwan were both lucky and did not hurt the lungs. Next, I had to start wrapping a bandage, that is, a white cloth strip. Due to the location of the wound, the bandage had to bypass the silver-faced man's chest, but his hands were not long enough, and Feng Suwan had to circle the silver-faced man...

Facing the strong abdominal muscles of the silver-faced man, Feng Suwan blushed in a bad mood, but he adapted much more than before. He quickly wrapped the bandages and the silver-faced man also put on his clothes.

"You can leave." Feng Suwan issued an order to expel guests. Since she was in danger of life, she didn't want to leave a danger by her side.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" After a long time, Feng Suwan found that the silver-faced man was still in the house and had no intention of leaving.

"Didn't you say my injury is serious? It's dangerous outside. I won't leave until my injury has healed." When he said this, the silver-faced man himself was puzzled. How could he make such a request? This is not his personality...

"Whatever..." Feng Suwan reorganized the house and cleared the blood. Seeing that he was still a patient, he would not bother with him, so he would stay here if he wanted to stay.

Maybe she was really tired. Feng Suwan fell asleep on the table in front of the silver man...

The silver-faced man was sure that the place was safe. After Feng Suwan fell asleep, he walked out of the house and sent a signal. Not long after, someone stood in front of him.

"Prince, are you okay? How could you be in the princess' yard?"

The person who is talking is Shi Qing! This silver-faced man is Mo Tianchen!

"I'm fine, don't say so much, have those people caught me?" Mo Tianchen asked indifferently, his murderous aura never diminished. If he hadn't been drugged, how could those who were not as good as the weather could hurt him!

"The subordinates were incompetent. After being caught, all of them committed suicide by taking poison. No one left behind was left. I don't know who the commander behind the scenes was. Please punish him." Shi Qing clasped his fists and knelt on the ground with one knee.

"It's okay. It's not your fault. If you can leave a living mouth, it's not the emperor's hand." Mo Tianchen sneered. He knew who those people were without confessing. He could use such a large number of dead soldiers with high martial arts to kill him. It seems that the emperor's money has been invested heavily.

Of course, the emperor would not blatantly raise some dead soldiers to kill Mo Tianchen. These people were secretly trained by the emperor in private, and I don’t know how many there are. But if the news that he is still alive is transmitted back to the imperial city, the emperor would be furious...

"You go back first, and you can't tell others about my king's news, just say that my king's whereabouts are unknown," because he didn't know if there were any dead soldiers living and lurking.

"Yes, Prince."
Chapter completed!