Chapter 177 Your Majesty’s Holy Light

Ma Cheng reluctantly responded, thinking that you should be more like Chengzu and treat the nobles well, and it is not in vain that young master. I will be born and die today and save you. But this shooting technique and physical fitness need to be practiced, and you can't be greedy anymore.

Fortunately, Liu Zihua is a sensible person, so he will not complain and neglect her.

The shouts of killing subsided, and a large fire lit up in the study not far away, and the fire and smoke surged into the sky.

Ma Cheng fainted in front of him, and he couldn't resist the excessive blood loss. When he woke up again, the emperor's panic call was still echoing in his ears. He gritted his teeth and got up, and all the wounds on his body were bandaged. He had long been used to the pain.

Instead, I felt a little numb. I looked around and seemed to be somewhere in the palace. I felt a little surprised. This place should not be inside the deep palace, so I didn’t see a few concubines.

The door opened, and the two palace maids came in with copper basins and said happily: "Sir, are awake."

Ma Cheng smiled, this life and death are not in vain. The young man is still in the period when the worldview is formed. Kaiyuan Ma Shi should have a few good days. In the end, he was worried about the imperial doctor's method, so the palace maids found a strong wine.

, sew a needle, and then look for some dandelions, purple flower diced rice, and cooked a bowl of medicine. I remember that there are only so many broad-spectrum herbal antibiotics. This body grows in a bitter and cold place, and I think it is extremely immune.

Strong, the injuries improved smoothly after several times, but they still did not dare to neglect them. Untie the bandage cotton cloth, disinfect the wound with strong liquor, and then cut off the rotten meat, then grill it with fire to sterilize the sewing needles and sheep intestine thread.

The pain was unbearable and fainted again.

In a daze, I felt a lot of pain in my heart, knowing that the wound had a high fever, which was very dangerous.

I forced myself to put down that bowl of herbal soup, hoping that the herbs used for antibacterial and anti-inflammatory in the future can work, but after all, I have a good foundation in my body and can survive.

Wake up again, his body was extremely weak, but there was a soft beauty in his arms. He forced himself to open his eyelids and saw Liu Zihua's crying red eyes. Liu Zihua looked over in surprise and hurriedly fed some salt water. He didn't know if this pretty beauty was

How to enter the palace and serve him in close service should be the only one who has obtained the emperor's permission. With the help of a palace maid, the wound has been re-banded and the medicine has been applied, but it is very hot.

Ma Cheng had no choice but to save himself. He looked at the wound that was still flowing pus on his legs and said weakly: "Let me find some cotton, a knife."

The palace maid hurried to look for cotton. After only a moment, the young emperor hurriedly pushed the door open and came in.

The emperor was also surprised and said, "Ma Qing, it's better."

Ma Cheng forced a smile. This young emperor was the blood of the old Zhu family. When he was kind to others, he would be heart-wrenching. He was still nostalgic when he was happy with someone.

The emperor ignored the girls kneeling in the room and said anxiously: "Ma Qing just cares about recuperating his wounds, and I have been promoted to your office and General Zhengyin."

Ma Cheng smiled bitterly and forced Liu Zihua to do it, disinfecting a small knife that cuts fruits on the candle.

Liu Zihua didn't understand the truth and just did as he did. Then he listened to Ma Cheng pointing at the wound and said weakly: "Cut open it and use cotton to suck the pus."

The emperor was surprised: "Why is this? The imperial physician said that the wind evil enters the body and cannot see the wind."

Ma Cheng cursed in his heart, but he defended himself: "Your Majesty doesn't know that this method was created by the army and is quite effective."

The emperor was surprised again and said, "Do you want to cut the wound and lead the wind evil out?"

Ma Cheng was so amused that he had to nod. The emperor then snatched the knife and took it himself, carefully inciting the red, swollen and necrotic wound, and pus and blood flowed out. Unexpectedly, Liu Zihua made up his mind to put the cherry mouth over and endured the nausea and fishy smell.

Closed his eyes and actually wanted to suck pus with his mouth. The emperor was surprised and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Ma Cheng smiled bitterly: "Just use cotton, uh, don't suck it."

Liu Zihua stood up embarrassedly, took a sip and couldn't bear it. He hurriedly looked for water to rinse his mouth, both grateful and ridiculous. He had read too many novels.

While coughing, Ma Cheng cursed: "You dementia-written woman, are you going to murder your husband?"

Liu Zihua said aloud: "I saw that the book is written like this. I want to suck pus and heal my wounds. Who wants to marry you, a reckless man, a lingering woman, and I also say that I am a demented woman in my family."

Ma Cheng was both angry and funny. After cleaning her hands, she rubbed it into a cotton piece and stuffed it into the wound to attract pus. This is the general knowledge of first aid on the battlefield, and it is very effective. The pus and blood quickly wet the cotton strips. Liu Zihua was busy changing one more

The two palace maids also fought together. The emperor had already looked at the magical cotton strips.

The emperor had a muddy expression and said strangely: "What is the demented literary woman?"

Liu Zihua bit his rosy lips hatefully, and Ma Cheng coughed, "I am rude, please forgive me for your disrespectful crime."

The emperor was very interested and said, "I forgive you for being innocent. The so-called demented literary woman means that my daughter has read too many books and is stupid."

Ma Cheng laughed: "Of course, your Majesty is wise."

Liu Zihua was so angry that he clenched his teeth, but he didn't dare to be rude in front of him. He just looked over with big black and white eyes, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed.

The emperor smiled happily and said, "Interesting, interesting, and it makes sense!"

Ma Cheng blinked at Liu Zihua, causing the beautiful woman to hurt her, and her hands and feet became heavier. Ma Cheng grinned in pain. The beautiful woman felt distressed again, and her tears fell down. Ma Cheng laughed, this

He would cry for a while and laugh, and he also said that he was not a dementia-like woman.

The emperor was a little embarrassed and said, "Ma Qing, you will be fond of your daughter's family."

Liu Zihua burst into tears and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty is wise, this reckless man is the most romantic and lucky. He knows how to seduce others. Please ask Your Majesty to punish him."

The emperor became more and more embarrassed: "How is the couple getting along like this in ordinary people's homes?"

Ma Cheng smiled and defended: "Your Majesty forgives me for being rude, my son is rough, so my family rules are less. In the future, I should strictly discipline my wives and concubines at home."

The emperor laughed again: "No need for this. I always think that if the husband and wife have too many rules, the palace will be boring."

Ma Cheng saw that he seemed to have a little lonely in his eyes and sighed in his heart. No matter how he was a sixteen-year-old boy, he showed his true nature.

While talking and laughing, the tampons were replaced diligently, and the pus and blood gradually decreased. They used a sterilized knife to dig out the rotten meat around them, revealing pink granulation. Liu Zihua's hands and feet were trembling with coldness, but in the end, the emperor gritted his teeth and dipped it in salt water with cotton.

After carefully wiping, a large amount of hot sweat came out from his forehead. Several eunuchs looked outside, without giving instructions and not daring to come in, just because they were anxious.

Finally, someone advised outside the door: "Your Majesty, be careful of the wind and evil."

The emperor said unhappy: "I am not hurt, where does the wind evil come from? Don't speak."

The eunuch outside the door did not dare to persuade him anymore. Ma Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at a tall eunuch outside, about forty years old, and was very handsome. He thought he was famous for nine thousand years old.

After sucking the pus, cutting off the bad meat, and disinfecting the salt water, Ma Cheng finally closed his eyes and fell asleep with confidence.

The emperor said in a muffled voice: "Ma Qing is at ease and rest. I will deal with the matters outside. Emperor Gaozu of Han can take care of Han Xin's clothes and promote food. Why can't I keep Ma Qing in the ban to recover from his injuries? Ma Qing only asks me.

All are not to follow.”

Ma Cheng's heart moved and forced himself to beg: "I ask Your Majesty to pardon the Wei Dynasty. I have been with the Wei Dynasty for many years. Knowing that he is a human being, he will not be resentful to Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!