Feng Mingwei raised her eyes and looked at him, "I can walk by myself."
Isn’t it just Qinggong? She can do it too!
There is no need for him to hold me.
Murong Xiao ignored her, and looked a little shaky after landing easily with the person in his arms, "Ahem... I won't go in, please hurry up."
Feng Mingwei saw that he was really weak. He could smell blood, and the wound must have collapsed.
"Let's go in together! You are still injured, I will change your dressing."
Perhaps her tone sounded a little softer, so Murong Xiao followed her into the house silently without any objection.
There are also only two people.
This time the hiding place is in the deep forest, like a hunter's home.
It was very secretive. When they entered, an old man wearing fur clothes and dressed like an Orion was applying medicine to Liu Guang.
When he saw Murong Xiao, he happily stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty."
"Uncle Hong."
Uncle Hong smelled the smell of blood and his expression changed, "Is the prince injured? But he was assassinated when he came here?"
As he spoke, he helped him sit down.
Uncle Hong wears an eyepatch on one eye and has some inconvenience in his legs and feet.
Murong Xiao sat down and said, "It's just a minor injury, Uncle Hong, sit down."
An arrow hit the chest, and you said it was a minor injury?
It seems that he respects Uncle Hong very much, he has no airs and is polite.
She was also afraid that he would worry about her and deliberately concealed the assassination.
Feng Mingwei couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged uncle named Uncle Hong, "Is Uncle Hong's leg a sequelae of injury?"
Hearing this, Uncle Hong saw Feng Mingwei and said, "Greetings to the princess..."
"Uncle Hong, there's no need to be polite. I'll take a look at your leg injury later."
Feng Mingwei went over first to see Liu Guang's injuries, "Has Liu Guang been unconscious all this time?"
Feng Jian sat next to him and said worriedly: "Yes, his wounds were not treated in time, and some of the infections have become more severe. Now the high fever has not gone away and he has not been cured even after taking medicine."
"Let me take a look."
Feng Mingwei sat down and lifted the quilt off Liu Guang's body, intending to unbutton his clothes to see the extent of his injuries.
Murong Xiao came over with an ugly expression, grabbed her wrist in time, and said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Did this woman really think he was dead?
She dared to take off a man's clothes in front of him.
Feng Jian didn't expect Feng Mingwei to be so direct. Liu Guang was an important subordinate around him, but he didn't want Feng Mingwei to do this. After all, there were differences between men and women.
"Weier, it's okay. Uncle Hong collected a lot of herbs and I gave him the medicine. It won't be a problem."
Feng Mingwei looked at the two men, "If the wound is infected and festered, the rotten flesh must be cut off and treated, and it must be treated with anti-inflammation and sterilization, otherwise just applying medicine will have no effect."
"This is the reason why his fever persists."
"It's been a few days. Liu Guang will die if he continues like this."
"Saving people is important, don't be so pedantic in your thinking."
She is a doctor, and saving people is her mission and bounden duty.
How can you care about the differences between men and women at this time?
"I'm already married. I don't care about my reputation. Besides, we're all my own people here. I'm just going to show him the wound. What's the problem with that?!"
Feng Mingwei grabbed their hands and untied Liu Guang's clothes regardless of their objections. She saw a long and deep stab wound on his chest, which was about to cut him in half. It was shocking to see.
Feng Jian gave him the herbal medicine and just put it on.
"Hey, you all get out." Feng Mingwei wanted to curse, but how could anyone treat wounds like this?!
Feng Jian was a little embarrassed, "We all treat wounds this way. We apply medicine when we are injured. This is how we get through it."
How can it be so pretentious!
Neither Fengjian nor Uncle Hong were doctors, and they were both soldiers. Treating wounds was so simple and crude.
Feng Mingwei didn't want to say more, so she waved her hand and said, "Get out."
Murong Xiao refused to leave, with a good reason: "I am not feeling well, I want to rest here."
Feng Jian glanced at him and smiled, "My legs are still inconvenient, Wei'er, it doesn't matter if we don't go out."
Uncle Hong said: "Yes, I can also help the princess."
They just wanted to see how she treated her wounds, so they could learn a few tricks.
Feng Mingwei ignored them and took out many things from the medicine box.
Feng Jian and Uncle Hong were suddenly curious and couldn't help but ask, "What is this!"
Feng Mingwei rolled her eyes at them: "Don't move, wait until I finish treating Liu Guang's wound."
The two of them immediately did not dare to touch her things.
Take off your clothes and get rid of those dark herbs first.
Disinfect the scalpel with disinfectant and clean the wound.
As soon as the disinfectant touched the wound, it caused a burning pain. Liu Guang was instantly awakened by the pain, "Ah..."
He screamed and struggled unbearably.
She wanted to knock someone unconscious, but when she saw help, Feng Mingwei hurriedly said: "Uncle Hong, hold him down."
Uncle Hong hurriedly went over and pressed Liu Guang's shoulders, "Young man, hold on, you'll be fine soon."
Liu Guang's face turned pale, as if he was about to die. He looked at Feng Jian in pain, "Master... I... am in so much pain."
"Don't worry, it will be fine. Just hold on."
Seeing Feng Mingwei's treatment method, Feng Jian felt his scalp numb, no wonder Liu Guang screamed in pain.
Feng Mingwei didn't want to say that she only used medical disinfectant to clean his wounds, but she didn't use a scalpel to cut out his rotten flesh, and then she had to perform suturing surgery.
"Murong Xiao, give him a resurrection pill."
Upon hearing this name, Feng Jian's eyes lit up, "Where did the prince buy the Resurrection Pill? Is it from the Divine Doctor Pavilion?"
Murong Xiao had always dealt with him, but coldly handed him a pill and ignored him.
Feng Jian touched his nose and said with a smile: "My sister made it!"
"Humph, I bought it from her with money. It belongs to me. It's good to give it to you." Murong Xiao was very unhappy when she saw his smiling peach blossom eyes. She knew what she was talking about. Both brothers and sisters are so shady.
Annoying.
After Feng Jian took the pill and gave it to Liu Guang, it didn't take long to see that he was getting better. Feng Jian's eyes suddenly shone, "Weier, I also want the Resurrection Pill. You can prepare a few bottles for me!"
"Okay, when I have time, I will prepare a first aid kit for you. It will contain elixirs and some medicine for golden sores." Feng Mingwei began to use anesthetics on Liu Guang and prepared to cut out the rotten flesh.
Answer him while working.
After hearing this, Feng Jian raised his eyebrows at Murong Xiao proudly, "Have you prepared anything for Prince Lie?"
"No."
What are you going to do for him?
Her elixir was priceless, so she wouldn't give it to him.
Feng Jian instantly felt at ease, "Haha, prepare the first one for me."
"Um."
Murong Xiao: "..."
Seeing Murong Xiao's ugly face, Feng Jian felt happy in his heart, as if he was saying that you too have this day?!
After taking the Resurrection Pill, Liu Guang fell asleep again.
Anesthesia was used when treating the wound, so you won't feel anything.
Uncle Hong ignored the secret rivalry between the two and watched Feng Mingwei treat the wound very seriously.
Seeing that he wanted to learn, Feng Mingwei told him, "When applying medicine for an injury, you must first treat the inflammation, otherwise the wound will be infected and difficult to heal. In severe cases, you will need to take anti-inflammatory medicine."
Uncle Hong asked in surprise: "What are anti-inflammatory drugs? Where do these drugs come from?"