Wu Sheyue turned to look at Ayan, and she insisted stubbornly: "Then I will remove your makeup right now. Those things are harmful to you." Now she just wants Ayan to go to the battlefield without stopping.
But Ayan gritted his teeth and refused, "No, the concubine will come over at any time, unless there is another person who can lie here for me immediately."
Wu Sheyue immediately felt pain in her head. She didn't know what kind of person the concubine was, but she knew that Ayan was about to die.
"But what should you do if your wound is infected? I just assumed that you would not be seriously injured, so the materials were all randomly used. All kinds of plants and animals (juices and oils) are all in it. It is not sterilized! It is not a sterile operation. Ah! Do you know how many bacteria there are in animals and plants? Will your little prince's personal bodyguard die of tetanus or rabies? Just tell me whether you are embarrassed or not."
Wu Sheyue's voice was stern and full of anger. The reason why she could speak like this was because she really regarded Ayan and the others as her own. Putting aside the contract between her and Yu Jing, these people already have a deep friendship with her.
Despite the friction, they always stood together. As the one who would always be beneficiary, she really couldn't bear to watch Ayan wear fake skin and hide his severed limbs.
The humanitarian spirit told her that life safety should be the core of everything, ahem...
Zhuer cared for Ayan but was confused. She was immediately frightened by Wu Sheyue's unclear and harsh words. She excitedly pulled away Ayan's quilt and cried: "Third Miss, hurry up and put him..." Wash off everything on your arms! Then I'll apply some more paint. I've probably done it before, but those paints are special after all, and they can't be cleaned off at all."
After saying that, he turned to A Li and cried: "Go and ask Changfeng to come in quickly! Ask Changfeng to push him back! Ayan has to recover from his injuries!"
A Li was frightened by Zhu'er's behavior and nodded silently. It seems that love finally defeated loyalty! Ayan was still not happy, but he couldn't refute Zhuer.
Wu Sheyue breathed a sigh of relief, and it was easier to talk about anything after replacing the wounded. A Li brought the tool box that he had smuggled in, Wu Sheyue took a few things, cleaned and disinfected them with alcohol and put them away. Zhu Er went out and brought a basin of water and brought saponins as instructed.
Ayan's fracture was already painful, and cleaning it again would make it worse, but there was nothing we could do to be sure. Fortunately, he was only seriously injured in this area, otherwise no one would be able to hold on.
As soon as the soapy water came on, even though Ayan's face was covered with makeup, it still showed an eye-catching paleness. Facts have proved that ancient soap locust is also alkaline. It was the first time Zhu Er saw a wound washed with soap locust water, and her legs immediately went weak.
A Li went back and forth to help change the sewage several times, and Wu Sheyue re-treated the wound with neat hands and feet. The special technique made Zhu'er forget to cry. The injuries from the killers in Wu Sheyue's previous life were even more bizarre, and Ayan was not difficult to deal with this one.
As soon as she looked at the cut surface of the wound, she judged that it was caused by a sharp blade, and it was done with one cut. That man can cut off bones and flesh in one go, how powerful must he be.
When Wu Sheyue was applying the medicine at the end, she was afraid that Ayan would scream out, so she moved her hands and diverted his attention by asking, "Didn't Yu Jing say that it was all lies? How could he really be hurt? What happened to you this morning?" What?"
Ayan really listened. He tensed up and scratched his neck, looking at the beams of the house, but he didn't say a word.
This result was expected. The medicine had already been applied anyway. Wu Sheyue shook her head casually and said, "Forget it, stop talking. It seems that your organization has rules."
Yu Jing's only purpose in finding her was to maintain the appearance of a substitute. After all, she was not one of his own. Asking too many questions will get you into trouble. What if Yu Jing thinks she knows too much and shoots her dead
But Pearl felt a little uneasy, so she timidly called out, "Miss Third."
Wu Sheyue took the time to glance at her and said, "You don't need to say anything. I'm just asking casually. It has nothing to do with me anyway."
But Zhu'er determined that Wu Sheyue was angry at Yu Jing's lack of confession. She considered her words and said carefully: "Master... has a lot of worries... and the master has not let anyone down. Third Miss, can you understand?"
"I understand." Wu Sheyue put down Ayan's arm, then threw the tweezers and cotton into the basin, stood up and said, "I understand that everyone will do the most meaningful things, and it doesn't matter what others think. Since you think it’s worth it, then I’ll help you to the end.”
As she spoke, she picked up the messy basin and walked outside. Pearl lowered her head in frustration and said nothing.
When Wu Sheyue walked to the door of the inner room, Ayan's low voice came from behind: "Hey... the master dragged the person into the water but refused to say anything. As a result, the situation continues and he can only rely on the third lady to support this matter. It’s not part of the agreement.”
"Master is a little unusual this time." Zhu'er sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face in pain.
"Yes, the master used to do things flawlessly and there were basically no mistakes. But this time -"
Wu Sheyue's expression was gloomy, but this time he was confused if he asked for concern. Because of Wu Meng, he didn't even have the thought to make a good plan. She quickly quickened her pace and left the inner room.
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Wu Sheyue found a place outside to put down the basin, then walked to the door and looked out through the gap in the door.
It had been a while since she came in, but the noble lady was still standing there without moving. Wu Sheyue looked at her carefully from the front suspiciously.
This woman looks to be only forty years old, but her charm is still there. There are thousands of charms in her eyebrows, and you can guess how beautiful she was when she was young. Wearing a light pink peony skirt covered with a layer of white gauze, she is rich and elegant, and she looks like she is from a noble family.
There were many secret guards guarding the door, and they obviously wouldn't let her get close. But she just kept standing in the yard against Qiu Laohu, her cheeks were red with heat and she didn't move for a long time. She was so stubborn and frightening.
The fierce look on this woman's face now seems to have a hint of stubbornness. If Wu Sheyue let her imagination run wild and guess, she could easily guess that this is Yu Jing's biological mother. There is something unspeakable between the two. Misunderstandings and conflicts - because there are almost no masters in the Royal Palace, she doesn't need to show it to anyone.
"That's Concubine Xiao." A Li came to her side quietly.
Wu Sheyue looked back at him. It seemed that he had left the miserable young couple in the house.
"The old prince's side room? She seems to be worried about Yu Jing." It's rare for a child to care about others~
"..." A Li stopped talking and fell into noncommittal silence. (To be continued)