Qian Gang brought a basin of hot water over, put it on a chair aside, and thoughtfully twisted a piece of dry cloth and handed it to Wu Yu.
Wu Yu glanced at him gratefully, then took a cloth and carefully cleaned Wei Xuerong's wound.
Then, he took out a silver needle as thin as a hair, heated it on the fire and sterilized it, put on the thread, sewed up Wei Xuerong's open wound, and then sprinkled the fine gold wound medicine on it...
After doing all this, Wu Yu carefully bandaged Wei Xuerong's wound.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and met Huang Fulian's worried eyes, "Wang, Miss Mi Luo's injury is temporarily stable. As for what happens next, it depends on whether she can survive tonight.
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"No matter what, we must save her." Huangfulian stared at Wu Yu and spoke word by word.
"Please rest assured, Wang, Wu Yu will do his best!" Wu Yu said firmly. Even if it was to thank Mi Luo (Wei Xuerong) for blocking the knife for Wang, he would desperately try to keep Mi Luo (Wei Xuerong)
(contains) life!
"Tonight, remember to have someone guard her and pay attention to her condition at all times." Huangfulian said.
"I will." Wu Yu nodded and saw that the bandage on Huangfulian's hand was stained red by the oozing blood. He quickly said, "King, your wound is bleeding. You need to change the dressing immediately!"
Wu Yu said, quickly stood up, carried the medicine box and walked to Huangfulian.