Dongmei couldn't help asking.
Dongfang Jing frowned, "She was already weak. Although she struck ruthlessly, she was not strong enough. She cut off the tendon, but did not hurt the nerve. If the tendon is sutured within three months, there is still a 10% chance of recovery. As for Shen Niangniang Chu Xuan's hand was so ruthless that her nerves were broken, even if the surface was sutured, her right hand could only be a decoration, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a pen."
"10%..." Dongmei opened her mouth slightly, "Princess Chu Ning is only eighteen years old, and her right hand has only a 10% chance of recovery, so pitiful."
Dongfang Jing sighed softly, and then said, "Now is not the time to suture, I will help her fix it first, so that the broken tendon in her wrist can be nourished."
As she spoke, she took out two small pieces of wood from the medicine box that she had prepared early in the morning, clamped Chuning's wrist tightly, and wrapped it tightly with gauze to prevent her from moving around and dislocating the joints.
Dongmei watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing, "Master, you have been raised in a boudoir all year round, and you never thought you knew so many tricks."
Dongfang Jing's expression was startled, she curled her lips and smiled, "It's precisely because I was raised in a deep boudoir that I have nothing to do, so I can study hard."
Dongmei nodded thoughtfully.
After a while, Chuning's right hand was fixed.
Yu Chizhen, who was three or two meters away, frowned, staring at the medicine box beside Dongfang Jing with burning eyes.
"Wan... Miss Wanyun?" He shuddered and asked tentatively.
Dongfang Jing froze, and looked back at him, "His Royal Highness Ning Wang, you have recognized me!"
"You? Why did you appear here?" Yuchi was really puzzled.
Dongfang Jing said, "If I don't come, how will His Highness King Ning plan to escape from the Chu army's barracks, or will he cowardly hide himself because he knows the truth of the matter, and never return to Beijing for the rest of his life?!"
A look of shame flashed across Yuchi's face.
Yes!
He did think so!
He didn't know how to face his mother, and he didn't feel that his meek temper was suitable for being an emperor!
He thought, either he would be beaten to death by Chu Xuan, or he would never return to Beijing for the rest of his life!
"If you don't go back to Beijing! What about those brothers who follow you?! The battle for succession has already pushed them to the forefront. Once Yuchimo ascends the throne, they will be slaughtered to death, leaving no one behind! King Ning Your Highness, ask yourself, are you worthy of their trust in you?!" Dongfang Jing's tone was never serious.
"But Chu Ning..." A trace of pain flashed in Yuchizhen's eyes.
"Take her virginity, abolish her right hand, and kill her mother! Your Highness Prince Ning, if any of these are placed between husband and wife, it is a capital offense! Do you think that even if you sincerely repent, she will forgive you again?! What do you think of yourself, and what do you think of a woman?!" Dongfang Jing stood up coldly, "You should stay here! This is the last chance, you can see as much as you like Chuning! From now on, You and Chuning have nothing to do with each other!"
Yuchi really panicked, his voice trembling, "I..."
"It's not negotiable!" Dongfang Jing gave him a hard look, and then got up. She opened the military tent, looked out the window for a whole night, and suddenly looked back, "It's the last hour! As soon as it gets dark, let's go! After all... I want His Royal Highness King Ning to see Gongsun Qin's real face!"