C34 (1/2)
The originally vicious and festering wounds were nowhere to be seen. In fact, the wounds were not even slightly festering; they were clean and tidy. There was only a long mark, one that had been stitched together. Originally, the wound was not severe, but because the flesh around the wound had been festered, it made the wound even more severe. Even using the best medicine was of no avail. The only thing he could do was to let the wound continue to worsen.
Feng Qingxiao had used an extraordinary amount of Essence to barely control the deterioration of his wound, but he couldn't let it heal.
This was because he needed to use more of his Essence to place it on his chest and control the Soul Devouring Crossbow. Otherwise, he would not be alive right now!
He still needed to use a lot of Essence to seal the deadly poison in his legs. Because no one was able to pull out the Soul Devouring Crossbow, he had to consume a lot of Essence in order to detoxify it.
However, the lethal poison was causing the originally non-fatal wounds to constantly fester and worsen. As time passed, they would also become fatal wounds. Now, the wound below his ribs had completely healed!
”This is impossible!”
He said this in a low voice, his phoenix-like eyes surging with darkness. Many genius doctors were helpless against the Soul Devouring Crossbow and his injuries. It had only been a few hours since Yun Zihuang treated him last night. However, not only did the wound no longer fester, it had actually healed very well. One could even feel a faint itch.
He had originally thought that Yun Zi Huang had secretly used some sort of method, or poisoned him, etc.
It looked like it was only because the wound healed too quickly that it felt itchy. The originally bruised and swollen wounds were now even close to the normal skin color of the surroundings. The wound was smooth and the stitches were very good. There was something on a long wound that seemed to be medicine.
He gently touched the wound with his fingertip and felt something that looked like medicine. He couldn't tell what it was when he held it in front of his eyes. There was the smell of some medicine, but it wasn't anything he knew.
”Princess …”
Following the conversation outside, the door was pushed open and Yun Zihuang walked in.
Han Feng was very helpless and wanted to stop his. But last night, the princess personally treated the prince, allowing him, who had been unable to sleep well for many days, to sleep well. Furthermore, he had seen with his own eyes that when the princess came out of the study, she was holding the other half of the Soul Devouring Crossbow in her hand. Being able to pull out the Soul Devouring Crossbow could be said to be a godly skill. In the face of His Highness saving his benefactor and the Marquis' Mansion, he was too embarrassed to actually stop Yun Zihuang.
”Bastard, what are you doing?”
Her delicate eyebrows were raised and her face was filled with anger as she glared at Feng Qingxiao.
After being busy for half the night, he went back to sleep and could not sleep. After sleeping for a little while, he remembered Feng Qingxiao's injury and ran over to check. In the end, he saw the suicidal War God King open the bandage and touch the wound with his claw!
”Put your claws aside for me. If you touch them again, I'll chop them off!”
Outside, Han Feng and the Iron Guards were all frightened out of their wits. The only one who dared to scold their prince in front of them with such a vile attitude and speak to him in death was this Princess Taiping!
”Plop …”
The guards outside knelt orderly on the ground, bowing their heads and saying respectfully, ”This general waits for you to find out your sin, Your Highness, please punish me.”
At this moment, they were regretting that they did not stop the princess and even caused her to offend the prince.
Feng Qingxiao glanced at Yun Zihuang indifferently. She was the most unreserved, the most shameless, the most unrestrained, and was also the most arrogant, the most unruly, and the most unruly woman he had ever seen.