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There are post inns and many inns on both sides of the official road outside Fengjing North City. Jing Mo and his party did not live in the inn, but spent their wallets to buy a small inn that was relatively remote. book
Before Yu Xiaoxiao reached the inn, people on the official road saw Jing Mo wandering in the open space in front of the inn.
"Jing Mo," Yu Xiaoxiao waved at Jing Mo while sitting on the horse.
Jing Mo looked over for prestige, and after seeing who was coming, he rushed to Yu Xiaoxiao: "Princess, come here quickly."
"Let's go," Gu Xinglang held the reins of the horse for Yu Xiaoxiao. He looked at Jing Mo, maybe Wuhuan's situation was not good.
Yu Xiaoxiaofei came to Jing Mo, and before she spoke, she heard Jing Mo say, "Princess, come with me."
Seeing Jing Mo walking quickly towards the inn, Yu Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Isn't it bad for no Huan?"
Jing Mo nodded and said, "Yes."
Yu Xiaoxiao pulled Jing Mo's hand and said, "Then what are you going to do, tell me which room Wuhuan lives in."
There were guards standing inside and outside the inn, every door was closed, and there were many people, but the whole inn seemed silent and empty amid the chirping of night bugs.
There are only four upper rooms in the inn, and the upper room where Wuhuan lives is at the end of the corridor on the second floor.
Yu Xiaoxiao walked to the door, stretched out her hand, and pushed the door open. She didn't smell the bloody smell she imagined. As the door opened, she rushed towards Yu Xiaoxiao, a smell of rotting meat.
"Jingqian who is competing with me for the throne is fake," Jing Mo and Yu Xiaoxiao stood in front of the bed and whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao, "I don't know what pretending to be Jingqian is, the national teacher said it was a cultivator. Those who are skilled, put on the skin of Jingqian.( ')"
Yu Xiaoxiao lifted the quilt and looked at Wuhuan's injury, and said, "Damn, there are skinless monsters on your side too?"
Jing Mo said, "Have you encountered such a thing?"
Yu Xiao: "I met them, and there are only three of them in my house. The old man also said that they were people who practiced some sorcery. They said that they were immortal, but they had to change into human skins every once in a while."
Jing Mo didn't bother to ask any more questions at this moment, and said to Yu Xiaoxiao: "The national teacher blocked the monster's palm for me. If it wasn't for the national teacher, I would be dead."
Wuhuan didn't wear a shirt, the whole upper body was covered with gauze, and the white gauze was soaked with pus and blood. After the quilt was not blocked, the rotten smell was even more suffocating.
Jing Mo said, "He was slapped by the monster on the chest. Nothing happened at the time, but after a night, his chest was festering. The imperial doctor told me that it was poisoning, but I didn't know what it was."
Yu Xiaoxiao started to remove the gauze quickly.
Jing Mo continued: "The day before yesterday, his injury suddenly worsened. It was originally just on the chest area. The day before yesterday, the entire upper body began to fester. I had no choice but to drive him over here."
Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at Wuhuan's face without a mask.
Jing Mo said, "He couldn't breathe, so I took off his mask."
Yu Xiao: "I keep saying that I want to help him heal the wound on his face."
Jing Mo pulled Yu Xiaoxiao's sleeve and said, "Princess, can you save his life?" Whether Wuhuan's face is good-looking or ugly doesn't matter to Jing Mo at all, what Jing Mo cares about is Unhappy life.
Yu Xiaoxiao did not speak, and took off the gauze wrapped around Wuhuan's body. Wuhuan was completely festered, and there was no upper body with complete skin that appeared in front of Yu Xiaoxiao.
Jing Mo said, "If it goes on like this, sooner or later, his whole body will fester and die."
Yu Xiao: "He was just slapped?"
Jing Mo nodded.
"What about that monster?"
"I was ordered by the national teacher to be burned at the stake."
"Dead," Yu Xiao: "Have you seen the monster's hand?"
"No skin, just a bunch of red meat," Jing Mo said.
Yu Xiaoxiao put the medical bag she brought with her on the bed, took out the scalpel, disinfected it, and punctured a pustule on Wuhuan's body. A large stream of red and yellow pus and blood flowed out of the abscess, and Yu Xiaoxiao could even see Wuhuan's rib from the opening of the abscess.
Jing Mo said, "Princess, can you save him?"
"Debridement and disinfection," Yu Xiao said, "First, do routine treatment. Specifically, I'm going to ask the three monsters in my family. Since they are all monster friends, they should know what happened to Wuhuan."
Jing Mo said, "I asked the doctor to come and help you?"
"No need," Yu Xiao: "Wuhuan doesn't want too many people to see his face, right?"
Jing Mo sighed heavily. When the doctor came to see Wuhuan, he always put a handkerchief on Wuhuan's face. "My imperial doctor here used all the good wound medicines for him, but now it seems that it has no effect on his injury."
Yu Xiao: "His rotten skin can't be kept anymore." The necrotic skin must be dealt with as soon as possible. Wuhuan's condition has worsened. In Yu Xiaoxiao's mind, it should be the doctors who want to keep it as much as possible. The skin on Wuhuan's body was caused by not daring to cut off large pieces of skin.
Jing Mo said: "The imperial doctor told me that without skin, the national teacher will die faster."
Yu Xiaoxiao also sighed, in a world where infection is powerless, both patients and doctors are tragic. Obviously, the production method of penicillin has been announced to the public, but Yu Xiaoxiao has not heard of it until now. Which country has made penicillin, let alone imported the antibiotic family.
"Prepare hot water," Yu Xiaoxiao said to Jing Mo, "I'll debride Wuhuan first."
Jing Mo nodded, turned and walked out of the room quickly.
Yu Xiaoxiao sat in front of Wuhuan's bed, listening to Jing Mo standing in the corridor and instructing the guards to fetch hot water.
Wuhuan's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, opening a small gap.
Yu Xiaoxiao shouted in a low voice, "Wuhuan?"
The national teacher Wuhuan reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, and moved his lips for a long time, looking at the shape of his mouth, he was calling for the princess.
Yu Xiao: "If you can't speak, don't say it. Don't be afraid, Wuhuan. I'm here, and I'll heal you."
The national teacher Wuhuan closed his eyes again. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and said to Yu Xiao with anger: "Mo Wen's utensils that control the concubine are a kind of copper, a copper bell."
Yu Xiaoxiao took out a string of wind chimes from her belt and said to Wuhuan, "Is that so?"
Wuhuan was in pain even breathing at this moment, but after seeing the two small copper bells strung between the wind chimes, Wuhuan's body trembled slightly, and said stunned: "Why, how could it be?"
Yu Xiao: "This bad thing is going to be a long story."
"Princess?" Gu Xinglang's voice came from outside the door.
Yu Xiaoxiao put the wind chimes back into her belt and replied, "It's here."
Wuhuan exhausted all his strength, raised his hand and grabbed Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, and whispered: "Don't think about this copper bell, don't let the concubine hear its voice, it can't save him."
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