645. Chapter 644 Is the prince planning to give up? 8
In addition, this wound has no scarring at all. Instead, it was simply treated and it is obviously new.
What did Dongfang Aoshi do before coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion?
Why is it so serious?
Wen Wen thought anxiously, her face turned pale.
She wanted to stop Dongfang Aoshi's bleeding.
But there was no medicine around.
I can only look at it like this.
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The carriage "clack-dah-dah" galloped forward with all its might.
Wen Wenwen sat stiffly, not daring to move, fearing that if he accidentally touched Dongfang Aoshi's wound, he would bleed even more.
My heart is hanging there, suffering.
I don't know how much time passed before the carriage finally stopped.
The curtain was lifted.
Wuming's anxious face appeared in front of him.
"What on earth is he -" Wen Wenwen opened her mouth to ask.
Wuming hurriedly interrupted, "We must stop the prince's bleeding. Princess, please go in first. We will discuss other matters later."
Wen Wen glanced at Dongfang Aoshi and stopped talking——
Now is really not the time to ask these questions.
Everyone worked hard to carry Dongfang Aoshi into the palace.
Gentleness is the last to get off the carriage.
All the guards' attention was focused on Dongfang Aoshi, and they had no time to pay attention to Wen Wen.
At this time, if she wanted to escape, it would not be difficult at all.
However, the gentle feet were completely disobedient.
Instead of taking this opportunity to leave, he followed the guards into the palace as if under some guidance.
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Room.
Candlelight flickers.
Dongfang Aoshi was gently placed on the bed, lying head down.
He had completely passed out and could not feel anything happening outside.
The doctor and everyone came.
Hot water, clean cloths, and medicine kits were all delivered in an instant.
The imperial doctor carefully cut open Dongfang Aoshi's clothes bit by bit——
The wounds were also exposed to the firelight bit by bit.
When Wen Wenwen saw the complete wound, her face turned pale again and her body staggered back!
She thought the wound wouldn't be too long.
But the fact is not!
That knife extended directly from Dongfang Aoshi's shoulder to his waist.
If it went any lower, Dongfang Aoshi would probably be split into two pieces!
Looking at the terrible wound, Rouwen's body began to shake involuntarily and her legs became weak.
The steward quickly helped her sit down on a chair and poured her a glass of warm water.
Wen Wen took it and drank a few sips. She felt much better and her body was no longer cold.
The imperial doctor nervously cleaned Dongfang Aoshi and sutured the wound.
The shining silver needle, carrying catgut, threaded and sewed back and forth on Dongfang Aoshi's back.
Every needle feels like it's pricking tender eyes, stinging.
This scene was so bloody and terrifying that Wen Wen almost didn't dare to look at it, and her heart was beating so fast that she was startled.
But she didn't want to miss any scenes, so she insisted on watching.
Until the imperial doctor finished treating Dongfang Aoshi's wound.
"How is he...?" Gentle asked numbly, his voice dry.
This chapter has been completed!