He has always been relatively strong in this regard, and Jiang Yanyi can only bear the burden.

His brain was deficient in oxygen, and his elbows were sore and soft after being held on his chest for a long time. Jiang Yanyi tried to change his position and accidentally touched his waist. Feng Shuo suddenly groaned.

Jiang Yanyi quickly stepped back and glanced at his waist: "What's wrong?"

Feng Shuo's frown frown could not let go, but said, "No obstacle, a little bit of injury."

It was obviously not a minor injury that could make him groan. Jiang Yanyi got up from the Arhat's bed and walked out: "If you have any injuries on your body, don't touch alcohol. I have gauze and medicine here. I'll show you and reband it."

Jiang Yanyi's concern for Feng Shuo has always been a desperate attempt, but he hesitated for a moment tonight and quickly refused: "The golden sore medicine in the military camp is healing faster. I'll go back and let Xing Yao bandage it. It's getting late, so you can rest soon."

His behavior was obviously a bit abnormal, but after he said so, Jiang Yanyi had to let him go.

After Feng Shuo returned to the room, he untied his ink-colored outer robe. The snow-white inner robe had been stained with blood on his waist and the palm was as big as a piece. He took off his inner robe, and the gauze wrapped around his waist had already been soaked in blood.

He took out the hemostatic medicine and clean gauze from the drawer, unbuttoned the stained gauze on his waist, and instantly exposed a bloody wound. The opening was about three inches long. It looked like it was cut by a scimitar, and the skin and flesh were turned outward, which was very scary.

There are very few people who know that he was injured. Now is a critical period. Any slight change will make the princes ready to move.

He was toasted one after another at the celebration banquet, but he never refused to drink it all, and he didn't want anyone to see the clues.

The victory of the battle with Minghan Kingdom is about to be reached, and he doesn't want to see another Xinyang King appear at this time.

After returning from the celebration banquet, he went to see Jiang Yanyi directly. Feng Shuo was indeed the original intention, but it also had the essence of concealing the people's hearing. Tonight, the princes came with their followers, and there were many people and eyes. He could still see Jiang Yanyi, obviously because the injuries on his body were not worth mentioning. When the princes got this news, they would be afraid of those delusions.

Feng Shuo bit the gauze in his mouth and used the cold water in the washbasin to clean the blood stains of the wound. The wound was so painful that it was covered with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but his hands were always very steady. Only when the wound was cleaned and the strong gold-invasive medicine was sprinkled with a burning sensation like burning came from the wound. He bit the gauze tightly, closed his eyes in pain, and a bead of sweat the size of a bean fell from the forehead.

After enduring the burning pain, Feng Shuo continued to wrap his wounds with gauze extremely calmly.

He didn't dare to ask Jiang Yanyi to look at the wound. He was afraid that he would scar her, just as he chose to cover it with a tattoo when he was afraid that the scar on his back would scare her by an axe.

She had done enough for him, and he didn't want to worry about everything anymore. After all, Jiang Yanyi knew about the injury. In addition to making her worry, the wound would not heal faster.

Feng Shuo had only been idle for half a day, and then he plunged into the endless official documents.
Chapter completed!