Chu Xuanchen grabbed his hand and pulled him to the teahouse next to him to sit down, "Man, what are you doing with your grinding?
What if your injury never heals and affects our disaster relief efforts?"
"Since the royal brother said so, then I have to trouble my sister-in-law."
The Way of the Wise King.
King Tongxian finally agreed, and Yun Ruoyue hurried over. She asked Feng'er to bring the medicine box, and she picked up a piece of scissors and began to cut the clothes on King Xian's back.
When she cut off the clothes on his back, she found that there were not only some large porcelain pieces stuck on his back, but also many small ones.
Looking around, I saw that the back was covered with large, fine pieces of porcelain. Fortunately, they were not pierced deeply, so fortunately they were not life-threatening.
She hurriedly said: "These porcelain pieces are dense and numerous, and it would be really difficult to handle them without precision tools.
If any piece of porcelain is leaked and not removed, it may cause infection and cause big problems."
Having said this, she quickly looked at Feng'er and said, "Feng'er, come here quickly with the tweezers. I want to help the prince take out these porcelain pieces."
"Yes, empress."
Feng'er quickly selected a pair of disposable tweezers from the medicine box and handed them to Yun Ruoyue.
Yun Ruoyue quickly found a stool to sit down and helped Xian Wang pick up the porcelain pieces.
During this process, he didn't even hum. Even if his back hurt, he gritted his teeth hard, not wanting others to see his vulnerability.
His mother-in-law has told him since he was a child that he is a man and a prince, and he must not be weak when encountering things, but must be patient.
So even though it hurt just now, he didn't scream.
Yun Ruoyue saw that his nerves were tense and couldn't help but said, "My lord, you must be in pain, right?"
If it hurts, shout out, it will make you feel better.
You can't hold it in, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."
Chu Xuanchen interrupted, "We are men, what does this little injury mean?
When we went to the battlefield, the injuries we encountered were many times more severe than here, so we had to endure it without even making a sound, lest people say we were afraid of pain and death!"
Yun Ruoyue looked at him distressedly, "No way?
Don’t men feel pain?
I think men feel pain too.
When it hurts, be brave enough to shout out and let it out, and your mood will instantly brighten, which is better than holding it in all the time."
Chu Xuanchen was startled.
Yun Ruoyue's words seem to make sense.
Sometimes it is better to shout and vent than to hold it in.
After hearing Yun Ruoyue's words, the Xian King snorted, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
After he hummed it, he found that he felt much better.
It was really uncomfortable to grit my teeth and hold it in like I did just now.
Yun Ruoyue smiled when she saw this, and then immediately helped him clean up the porcelain tiles seriously.
When she was working, she was very serious. Her techniques were skillful and her medical skills were superb, which made Chu Xuanchen curl his lips slightly.
Her profile is beautiful, with a little sweat falling on it.
Chu Xuanchen quickly took out a brown silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Yue'er, are you tired?"
"I'm not tired. Your Majesty was injured because of me. He is really in pain and tired."
Yun Ruoyue said, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her temples, and continued to clean the porcelain shards on the Xian Wang's back.
Soon, she cleaned up the porcelain shards and checked again to make sure there were no more porcelain shards before she started disinfecting his back.
After applying iodophor for disinfection, she gave him some medicine, and finally took a long roll of gauze and wrapped it around his back.
After wrapping it up, she handed him a few anti-inflammatory pills and told him to take them with water.