"No...it's not mine, it's someone else's." Murong Xitian wanted to argue, but Xia Ziluo suddenly jumped up behind him like a loach.
Cang Hao Residence is now brightly lit, with red lanterns hanging everywhere in the courtyard. It's like daytime, and everything is clearly visible.
When she saw the blood soaking through his entire back, Xia Ziluo was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground with her legs weak.
Oh my god, so much blood, Murong Xitian shed so much blood!
"Are you stupid? Why don't you go and call the imperial doctor?" Xia Ziluo, who suddenly lost consciousness and regained his senses, wiped the tears from his eyes.
Crying at this time is useless, and it is not a magic elixir that can save people.
While Xia Ziluo arranged for the guards to resume patrol and protect Murong Xitian's safety, Xia Ziluo immediately called the imperial doctor and arranged for hot water, and then gave orders to Xin Jifeng: "Don't be like a telegraph pole, come here and help me support the prince." Go in and lie down."
Xin Jiefeng glanced at Xia Ziluo and walked over silently. Regardless of Murong Xitian's reaction, he helped him lie down in the room.
Then, I saw Xia Ziluo making a fuss, and then came to the bedside carrying water and towels.
"After the wound is cleaned, do we need to suture it? Or should we just apply medicine directly?" Xia Ziluo didn't know how heavy and deep Murong Xitian's injury was, so he was even more anxious.
Murong Xitian looked at her and could only sigh: "Luo'er, it's okay, don't worry."
"If you believe me, I'm just a pig." Xia Ziluo ignored what Murong Xitian said and climbed directly onto his body with her little hands, trying to undress him.
"Luo'er, although my husband has a strong body, he was injured after all." Murong Xitian didn't want her to see the injury on his back for fear of scaring her.
She is so weak, like the shyest lotus flower in the water, her eyes will be swollen from crying and she will die of sadness.
As expected, Xia Ziluo paused and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Do you want me to be gentler?"
"No, what I mean is that my current physical condition is not suitable for sexual intercourse." Murong Xitian tried to divert Xia Ziluo's attention, even making such shameful excuses.
"Ah?" Xia Ziluo rounded his eyes and pointed at himself, "I'm not a slutty girl who's in heat at any time! If you talk nonsense again, I'll let Xin Jifeng touch your dumb point."
Xin Jifeng, who was innocently shot, touched his nose. Even though their conversation was funny, he couldn't laugh.
He was worried about Murong Xitian's injury. A lot of blood had been lost before, and now the wound had collapsed again. He was afraid...
"I..." Before Murong Xitian could say anything, Xia Ziluo took off his clothes.
Suddenly, a shocking wound came into Xia Ziluo's eyes.
Xia Ziluo's eye sockets turned red again. She moved her trembling hands on Murong Xitian's back, but she couldn't start.
His small wound last time had already given her various headaches, but now this big wound... Xia Ziluo swallowed subconsciously and suppressed the fear, worry, panic and other messy emotions in her heart.
"Xin Jifeng, I don't know how to do it, come and help me." In order for Murong Xitian to receive the correct treatment this morning, Xia Ziluo decisively stepped down and did the logistics.
Xin Jiefeng glanced at Xia Ziluo meaningfully, then quickly walked forward and treated Murong Xitian's wounds skillfully.
