C30 (1/2)

Lin Mansion

”Bring the medicine box over and prepare the alcohol. Disinfect all the tools inside the alcohol.”

Waiting until everything was prepared, Lin Chu Yue half knelt beside Feng Tian Xiao. At the moment, Feng Tian Xiao was lying on the bed, the bed had long been drenched in blood.

”Fourth Prince, hold down the Second Prince with Gu Lang. You won't be able to pull the crossbow arrows out of the back of your body.”

Lin Chu Yue looked at Feng Tian: ”Fourth Prince, when I push the crossbow arrow out of the way later, you have to use the fastest speed possible to pull out the arrow through the veil. You must not have the slightest hesitation.”

That black jade eyes reflected the light of the candle flame, as if there was some kind of special magic that attracted his attention. Feng Tian Xiao nodded, sat in front of the bed and leaned the unconscious Feng Tian Xiao in front of him.

”Yes.”

Lin Chu Yue held onto the crossbow arrow that seemed to have pierced through Feng Tian Jin's shoulder blade. Luckily, the crossbow arrow was able to avoid the fatal part, but the poison on the arrow and the reverse prick had been refined, if it was pulled out from the back of the crossbow arrow, the result would be unimaginable.

Having lost too much blood and dying from poisoning, all sorts of things could happen. She had to minimize the risk.

”One, two, three …”

”Puchi ~ ~ ~”

The arrow of the crossbow arrow pierced through flesh, passing right in front of Feng Tian Xiao. Seeing the opportunity, Feng Tian Jin grabbed the arrow through the white cloth, and pulled the arrow out.

Blood gushed everywhere, and the moment the crossbow arrow was pulled out, Lin Chu Yue placed the white cloth that was stained with the hemostatic into the wound, and said, ”Hong Lang, one, three, seven, eight, ten, seventeen cabinets filled with three bowls of herbs boiled into a bowl.”

”Yes, Master.”

”Eldest Miss, the medicine box is here. All the tools have been detoxified.”

A thick smell of alcohol mixed with blood weaved together in a strange, sweet manner, and under the barrage of bottle after bottle of hemostatic s, Feng Tian Jin's wound's blood finally stopped bleeding.

With the dagger in his hand, Lin Chu Yue cut off the flesh of Feng Tian Jin's wounds, which had already turned black. This poison was too violent, in a short period of time, it had caused a portion of his muscles to die.

”Lights, light up a bit more.”

The sweat on his forehead dripping down, Lin Chu Yue raised his hand to wipe them away, then continued to carefully avoid the blood vessels that had poisoned the dead meat.