It can be imagined how tough this man's character is. If such a wound were placed on someone else, let alone taking her to empty the treasury, they would not even dare to move.
I saw that Mo Jiuye's skin had turned purple, and there were several open wounds, with bright red blood flowing out.
Moreover, the injured area was huge, and there was almost no good area in the buttocks and thighs.
This shows how diligent the executioners were.
Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a chill on his body, and instinctively reached out to pull up his pants.
Due to his profession, He Zhiran has now transformed into a doctor with professional ethics.
There was an air of no doubt in her serious voice.
"Don't move."
Hearing this, Mo Jiuye's hand that had just grabbed the waistband of his pants suddenly froze there.
He Zhiran pulled his hand away without any explanation.
"Although you didn't break any bones, the injury is not serious right now. Don't underestimate skin injuries. If not treated in time, someone will die."
Listening to her lecturing him like an old mother, Mo Jiuye finally resigned himself to his fate and took back his hand.
He closed his eyes and let He Zhiran help him treat his wounds.
He Zhiran's movements were very skillful. She first poured some alcohol on the cotton ball, then held the cotton ball with tweezers and gently wiped Mo Jiuye's wound.
"It will hurt a little, just bear with it."
"Yeah." It did hurt a little, but to Mo Jiuye, it was nothing.
After disinfecting the wound, He Zhiran took out a pack of Yunnan Baiyao from the space.
This medicine is most effective for Mo Jiuye's injury.
She gently sprinkled the medicinal powder evenly on Mo Jiuye's injury, and her fingers accidentally touched his skin.
This feeling made Mo Jiuye shudder. At the same time, he was also clearly aware that his face felt like it was on fire.
He Zhiran focused on helping Mo Jiuye's wound, without knowing how he felt. At this moment, she had already put a bandage on the wound.
He quickly gave him a shot of tetanus.
Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a pain like being pricked by a needle in his arm, and his body instinctively wanted to hide.
"Don't move." He Zhiran warned.
Mo Jiuye's body immediately froze, and he breathed a sigh of relief only when the feeling of needle pricking disappeared.
After taking care of this, He Zhiran looked at Mo Jiuye's blood-stained pair of trousers.
"Where are your clothes? I'll get you a pair of clean pants."
Mo Jiuye knew that she was blushing and did not dare to turn her head when asked.
"The cabinet on the left is full of my clothes."
He Zhiran went to the closet and randomly took out a pair of white trousers and put them on the bed. She then took off Mo Jiuye's trousers that she had already pulled down to her knees.
Mo Jiuye quickly stopped: "I'll do it myself."
He was already shy enough. If he asked this woman to help him change his pants, wouldn't he have to find a crack in the ground to get in?
He Zhiran didn't think much about this aspect at all.
After all, she had done this for patients in her previous life.
"Your wound has just been treated, so don't move it. If it bleeds again, my work will be in vain."
Mo Jiuye still insisted: "How can I ask you to change my pants if men and women don't have sex?"
Hearing this, He Zhiran couldn't help but burst into laughter. He could no longer take Mo Jiuye's feelings into consideration when he said those words.
"I've seen all over your butt, do you still need to change into a pair of pants?"
Mo Jiuye...
At this moment, it was like a big stone was stuck in his heart, and he was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe.
This woman really doesn't like to pick up any pot.
But think about it, what they said is right. His butt has been drying here for a long time. It would be a bit pretentious for him to resist changing his pants.
"Ahem...then...that, if I am still alive, I will definitely be responsible for you."
In Mo Jiuye's mind, this kind of thing is equivalent to him having physical contact with He Zhiran. As an upright man, he must never let a woman suffer from him.
After hearing his words, He Zhiran couldn't help laughing again.
However, she tried her best to control her laughter so that the servants outside would not hear her.
"Hahaha... don't be so serious, okay? My helping you heal your injuries is completely the most basic ethics of a doctor. Don't think so much about being responsible or irresponsible."
To be honest, He Zhiran had never thought about his future with Mo Jiuye.
Although she admired this hero, the two of them had just met and had no feelings for each other at all.
For He Zhiran, a future soul, she simply wanted Mo Jiuye to survive on the road to exile.
As for the rest, it all depends on fate.
It can be said that He Zhiran is relatively rational in her relationship with Mo Jiuye. She will not just accept a marriage that does not belong to her just because the other person is her idol hero.
Of course, if the two people can develop a good impression of each other during contact, she will also try to date Mo Jiuye until both of them feel that the other person is the other half they want, and being together is a natural thing.
But now is not the time to think about this. The road to exile is still long in the future, and what she needs to think about is how to deal with it.
Putting aside his laughter, He Zhiran carefully helped Mo Jiuye change his pants.
After feeling that the two trouser legs were pulled on, Mo Jiuye said nothing and refused to let He Zhiran help any more.
"I can do the rest myself."
He Zhiran didn't force it, he could carry himself over the walls and over the roof, so if you were careful and raised your pants, there would still be no problem.
Before Mo Jiuye turned over, she put the treatment tools into the space.
Don’t forget to check the amount of alcohol.
Seeing this, He Zhiran was immediately elated. There were actually three bottles of alcohol.
Even the Yunnan Baiyao, bandages, tetanus medicine, and disposable syringes that were just used have returned to their original quantities.
What's even more surprising is that she even uses an extra pair of tweezers.
This shows what?
It shows that the original items in her space do have the function of material regeneration.
Of course, those things that she slipped in in ancient times were not there. After all, the things she put in the attic never appeared again.
Despite this, He Zhiran was already very satisfied.
With this function, He Zhiran felt that his waist was much straighter.
Because, there is more than just these medical equipment in her space.
She knew that this was not the time to be happy. Time was tight and she still had many things to deal with.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran took out the two deeds of betrayal again and walked out.
Qiaoyu had been standing guard at the door. When she saw her coming out, she quickly asked respectfully: "Miss, is there anything you need your servant to do?"
"Qiaoyu, go to your room. I have something to say to you and Qiaoxin."
After He Zhiran finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the maid's room.
Qiaoyu had been following the eldest lady for many years, and this was the first time she saw her looking so solemn, so she quickly followed her.
At the same time, I am also beating a drum in my heart:
Judging from the look of the eldest lady, there must be something important going on.