C31 (1/2)

”It's finally over.”

Fang Miaomiao muttered.

Lu Zhinan immediately hugged Fang Miaomiao and called out with a burning heart.

Lu Zhinan began to arrange everything in an orderly manner. He looked very calm and steady, but no one knew that at this moment, his mood was like a prostrator in the shadows of a lamp in the dark night.

”Yes, I understand.”

”Yes!” Qingyuan and Liu Cheng replied as they hurriedly turned around to busy themselves with their own matters.

Fang Miaomiao lied on the bed. Her wounds were on her back and the blood on her clothes had already dried to a black color.

Lu Zhinan did not hesitate as he began to untie Fang Miaomiao's clothes. Her skin was exquisite and white, like cream, but Lu Zhinan's heart did not have the slightest bit of desire, the only thing he was concerned about was Fang Miaomiao's injuries.

When the clothes were all off, the wound could be seen winding down from the right shoulder all the way to the waist, which was so deep that the bones could be seen. The flesh near the wound was covered in a layer of light gray. It was probably due to the residual poison not having cleared yet.

Qingyuan walked in with a basin of hot water. Upon seeing this, she hurriedly put the basin down and closed the door. Although she was a monster, she understood the rules of the mortal world.

”Young Marquis, let me handle these matters. Heavenly Master Fang is a girl after all, men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other.”

Lu Zhinan muttered to himself, ”When I'm saving him, I can't care about all these.”

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and first cleaned his hands. Then, he wet a towel with hot water and carefully washed Fang Miaomiao's wounds.

The blood was on the towel, and the towel was in the water again, and the whole basin was red.

Only after changing five basins of hot water did Lu Zhinan manage to clean up Fang Miaomiao's wound.

Lu Zhinan asked: Where's the wine?

Before Qingyuan could reply, she heard the Old Village Head's voice from outside the house, ”Miss Qingyuan, I've brought you the wine and embroidery needles that you requested. As for that goat's intestines, there's none in the village, so I brought the embroidery threads.”

When Qingyuan heard this, she hurriedly opened the door and went outside, taking the things inside. She thanked the old elder and hurried back into the house.

Putting the items in her hands on the wooden table, Qingyuan said, ”Young Marquis, all the items that you wanted have been prepared.”

Lu Zhinan nodded, raised his hand and picked up the jar of wine that had yet to be opened, with a slap, he opened the seal and poured the wine into the water basin.

The fragrance of the wine quickly filled the room. Qingyuan was curious and asked softly, ”Young Marquis, what are you doing?”

Lu Zhinan's hands did not stop moving as he replied, ”Prepare to sew up the wound. On the battlefield, there were soldiers that were severely injured, and this was how the army's imperial physicians treated them. ”Otherwise, the wound will fester. Once the fever breaks, it will be dangerous.”