It turned out that although the yellow-shirted girl managed to break out of the siege just now, the palace guards were not vegetarians. Although they could not catch up with her lightly, they still had bows and crossbows in their hands. The yellow-shirted girl was very skilled and managed to avoid most of the , but after all, it is still impossible to avoid everything.
After Huang Shinu returned to Xiaoxingguo's residence, she planned to use her internal force to force the arrow out, but unfortunately she was seriously injured, and her true energy was limited, and there were barbs on the arrow, so every time she exercised, the wound hurt She was about to faint, how dare she continue.
Because the arrowhead was still in the body, it was difficult to stop the bleeding even if the acupuncture points were sealed. The blood flowed out from the wound and dripped onto the bed, and Song Qingshu heard the ticking sound.
Hearing what the woman in the yellow shirt said, Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face: "I'm afraid this is not very good. I am worried that it will affect the reputation of the girl..." c⊥c⊥c⊥,≦.⊕≧.≥
"Why can't a man and a woman kiss each other? You're obviously a wife..." The woman in yellow almost fainted out of breath. She finally mustered up the courage to ask him to help, but she didn't expect this to be the response? If it was a man here, she would definitely not push back and forth like him. Of course, if it was a man, she would rather die than ask him to help.
"Since the girl doesn't mind, let me help you," Song Qingshu added, "Let's make it clear in advance that this is what you asked for, and you won't be allowed to settle accounts in the future."
The girl in the yellow shirt only thought that he was afraid of being murdered to silence him, and she was angry and funny: "Don't worry, I won't settle accounts after the fall."
"Turn around and let me have a look." Song Qingshu ordered, while stretching clean water gauze or something, and at the same time sighed in his heart, he has been in this martial arts world for so long, and often encounters this kind of situation, practice makes perfect Became a surgeon.
The woman in the yellow shirt turned around slowly, her lips were tightly pressed, obviously enduring great pain. Song Qingshu looked at her back, and saw that the wound was close to the joint between the shoulder blade and the ribs. The bow and arrow had been broken by herself, and only a small part of the arrowhead was submerged in the flesh. The clothes near the wound were already soaked in blood. cling to the body.
Song Qingshu didn't say anything, and directly tore the clothes on her back. The yellow-shirted woman seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and instantly pulled the quilt beside her to cover her back, stood up and looked at him in surprise and anger: "What are you doing? !"
She was already injured, and such a big movement exacerbated the arrow wound on her back. She couldn't help but groan, and almost passed out without pain.
Song Qingshu said helplessly: "Woman, if I don't tear off the clothes on your back, how can I take out the arrow for you?"
The woman in yellow shirt's sharp eyes gradually softened, and a tinge of red appeared on her pale face: "But...you have to be torn so much?"
"I just tore it up like that, obviously your clothes are not made of good material," Song Qingshu said hastily when he saw her murderous eyes, "Okay, okay, Miss Yang, you don't have to react so much, I'm an eunuch anyway."
"Sometimes I really wonder if you are an eunuch!" Huang Shinu gave him a bitter look.
"Miss Yang, if you don't believe me, you can check it yourself." Song Qingshu replied with a smile, and at the same time raised his leg intentionally or unintentionally.
"Bah, shameless..." The woman in yellow shirt had learned from his scoundrels a long time ago, but she was not as angry as before.
"Woman, you should continue to lie on the bed. If you don't take out the arrow, you won't have the strength to scold me after the blood is gone." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to help her.
When his hand just touched his shoulder, the woman in the yellow shirt froze and said hastily, "I'll do it myself." After speaking, she struggled and tried to lie down, buried her head in the quilt, showing no expression .
Song Qingshu lifted the quilt on her back, and obviously felt that the whole body of the woman in yellow shirt trembled again. Looking at the large snow-white skin in front of him, he couldn't help but said: "Nvxia, I looked at your body, you won't feel it afterwards. Kill me and silence me."
"Shut up, get the arrow for me quickly!" The woman in yellow was really going to faint, if she had no other choice, she really wanted to kill this dead eunuch with a single sword.
"Okay, okay, then you have to bear it." Song Qingshu finally became serious, first took the knife to the flames and roasted it, and then carefully began to cut the wound on her back.
"Hmm~" The woman in yellow shirt was so painful that cold sweat broke out on her face, and she subconsciously grabbed Song Qingshu's hand next to her.
Song Qingshu was startled for a moment, but soon realized that she was in too much pain, so he let her hold her, and continued to treat the wound while thinking: "Fortunately, I am not an ordinary person, otherwise, if you grab a hand, how can I help you?" Take the arrow."
Seeing how she was enduring the pain, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, and patted the back of her hand lightly to comfort her, who knew that the woman in yellow shirt subconsciously grabbed his hand...
"Okay, the arrowhead has been taken out." Song Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief after an unknown amount of time, "Guan Guan Yunchang scraped the bone to heal the poison, and seeing Guan Gong, the female middle school, is really an eye-opener."
"Bah, you're a talented girl Guan Gong." Huang Shinu was annoyed by him. The little eunuch had no ink, but he insisted on citing scriptures in an arty manner, and finally made it nondescript.
"Of course the female hero is not Guan Gong. Guan Gong's face is not so white," Song Qingshu said with a smile, "But female hero, can you let go of my hand? I still have to apply medicine to you."
"Ah~" Only now did the woman in yellow shirt realize that she had been holding onto his hand, and what made her blush even more was that the two of them were interlocking fingers, and hurriedly flung them away.
Song Qingshu smiled and didn't take it seriously, and made fun of her while applying the medicine: "It's the second time I've healed the girl, right? Even though you are a heroine, you still have to be careful, don't hurt me a few more times. Maybe I've seen the whole body."
The woman in the yellow shirt raised her eyebrows, but she also knew that although his words were not serious, he still cared about herself, so she didn't get angry, but said coldly: "I don't need you, a little eunuch, to worry about my girl's affairs... Hey, you can explain it to me." What kind of medicine is it?" She suddenly discovered that the other party did not use the Jinchuang medicine she provided.
Song Qingshu shook the medicine bottle in front of her: "Of course it is a good medicine. After using this medicine, you can recover quickly, and there will be no scars after the wound heals. Girl, you are so beautiful. If you leave scars on your body, you The future husband will probably die of heartache."
"Hey, what a mess." Although the yellow-shirted woman was not polite, but women are beautiful by nature, she hesitated for a moment and let him use her own medicine, "How can you have such a good medicine on you, a little eunuch?" ?”
Song Qingshu replied calmly: "Could it be that you forgot that I am a famous person beside the queen? This medicine is respected by the people in the Tai Hospital."
"So that's the case." The woman in yellow shirt couldn't help but nodded.
"Miss, you should take care of your wounds here. I have to go to the palace to run errands. Later, I will order the imperial dining room to prepare some blood-nourishing food and send them to the door. Miss, eat more." Song Qingshu helped her treat the wound , then got up to say goodbye.
The woman in the yellow shirt turned her head and looked at him like this, her eyes were so clear: "You... why are you so kind to me?"