Feng Qingchen's body was covered with purple hickeys, which were extremely eye-catching against the snow-white skin. Those marks were so obvious that you couldn't even pretend not to see them.
The eyes of Sun Sixing and the four maids opened wider and wider. How much they hoped that they were wrong, but the traces were so obvious that they could understand even if they had not experienced human affairs. They knew what happened to Feng Qingchen without even thinking about it.
Of course, these marks have nothing to do with the assassin. The marks on Feng Qingchen's body have faded a lot. It can be seen that they were left from the past few days. There are still a few crescent-shaped nail marks. They are not deep. They are only shallow now.
Mark of.
No wonder, no wonder the young lady has to take a bath and change her clothes in the past two days. It turns out...
"Miss..." Tong Yao quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from choking and cried silently.
It is absolutely impossible for an unmarried woman to lose her innocence on her own initiative. Their young lady must have been forced to do so. Thinking of the rumors in the past two days, Tong Yao glared at Qiu Hua, Xia Wan and Chun Hui.
It turned out that the rumors were true, and the Nine Emperors Uncle had really taken away the innocence of their young lady.
Hate it!
Tong Yao gritted her teeth and her eyes were red, as if she wanted to kill someone.
This is ruining their young lady!
The three women shook their heads in confusion, saying that they didn't know anything. Tong Jue and Dong Qing came in with hot water and saw the five people in a daze. They were about to ask what was wrong. When they looked up, they saw traces on Feng Qingchen's body.
The two of them opened their mouths in an O shape and couldn't recover for a long time. The water basin in Tong Jue's hand fell to the ground with a "dong" sound.
"Ah..." Tong Jue shouted after being splashed with hot water. The people in the room came to their senses. Sun Sixing quickly stepped forward, picked up a coat, covered the hickey on Feng Qingchen's body, and shouted at Liu
A maid said: "Remember, you haven't seen anything. If I find out what happened today, I will make your lives worse than death."
Sun Sixing had always been gentle and timid, but Tong Jue and Tong Yao had never seen Sun Sixing look so fierce, and they nodded in fear.
Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter were not familiar with Sun Sixing, but their first impression of Sun Sixing was the same. He was a gentle, introverted, and even a little timid boy. He never thought that this big boy would also protect the people he wanted to protect.
Transform into a demon and utter harsh words.
"Don't worry, Mr. Sun, I know what to do and will never cause trouble to the young lady." The six maids turned pale with fright and hurriedly promised.
Sun Sixing responded expressionlessly and motioned to Chun Hue to comb all his hair so that it would not interfere with his work.
Sun Sixing was sitting on the chair, his heart beating fast. He never thought that one day he would say such cruel words, but he did not regret it.
His parents are gone, and he must protect his master. The master is his only relative. Even if he turns into a demon for his master, he will not regret it.
Next, no one dared to mention the marks on Feng Qingchen's body. Sun Sixing took a silver needle and inserted three needles into Feng Qingchen Guangluo's back and two more into her heart.
When the needle in the heart was inserted, the blood in Feng Qingchen's neck miraculously stopped. Sun Sixing took out the needle from his back, but the needle in the heart did not move.
Sun Sixing breathed a sigh of relief and showed a shy smile. He was completely different from the fierce smile just now, but the six maids did not dare to look down on him.
Chun Hue stepped forward at the right time and wiped the sweat from Sun Sixing's forehead, but Sun Sixing did not refuse.
After stopping the bleeding, you can start to clean the wound. The first patient Sun Sixing treated for trauma, the second patient, and the third patient were all Feng Qingchen. Although he was not experienced, his techniques were quite experienced, and they were no better than Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen is inferior.
The dirty blood was washed away, revealing a hideous wound. The wound was very deep, and the flesh washed by the disinfectant was white. I don't know how the sword made the cut, but the wound turned outwards, making it look extremely ugly.
Sun Sixing frowned, and while cleaning the wound, he thought to himself, would such a deep wound leave scars? The medicine Su Wenqing sent last time was also used up, and he didn't know if he could still get it.
After all, the master is a woman, and the centipede-like scar on her neck will definitely affect her future life, not to mention anything else, just the Nine Emperors Uncle.
With this scar still there, what should Master do if Uncle Nine Emperors gets tired of Master? The masters are now Uncle Nine Emperors' people.
Thinking of this, Sun Sixing secretly resented Uncle Jiuhuang for acting arrogantly and disregarding his master's life and death. Doesn't Uncle Jiuhuang know the importance of innocence to a woman? Even if Uncle Jiuhuang is willing to marry his master, it is impossible for his master to lose his virginity.
Became the wife of Uncle Nine Emperors.
How could his master, such a proud and strong woman, be willing to be a concubine?
Sun Sixing was very worried, and his brows furrowed more and more, which frightened the six maids. While Sun Sixing was taking the needle, Tong Jue asked carefully: "Master Sun, will my lady be okay?"
"I won't let anything happen to Master." Sun Sixing motioned to the four maids of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter to lift the lamp further so that it would be easier for him to perform the needle.
It was night, the small courtyard in the West District was brightly lit, especially Feng Qingchen's bedroom, which was even brighter than the daytime. Everyone in the room cheered up and did not even dare to blink, for fear that if they made a mistake, Feng Qingchen would be fragrant.
Xiaoyu is dead.
Sun Sixing was half-kneeling beside Feng Qingchen. His legs were numb, but he didn't dare to move. The hand on his hand dug into the skin, passed through, and was gently pulled out again, and so on... over and over again...
Sun Sixing was lucky that the assassin's sword did not cut off Feng Qingchen's right carotid artery. Otherwise, the blood vessel would shrink inward and he would have to pull it out, which would make the wound on Feng Qingchen's neck even more ugly.
Sun Sixing first used a needle and thread specially designed for suturing blood vessels. After sewing the blood vessel, he replaced it with another needle and thread. If you look closely, you will find that the suture needle and thread used by Sun Sixing is one size smaller than the one used to suture trauma. When suturing, Sun Sixing
Also be extremely careful and make sure the needle angle is fine.
He was leaving a thin line so that if the scar on Feng Qingchen's neck couldn't be removed, it would make it look better.
It was the first time for Chun Xia Qiudong, Tong Jue and Tong Yao to see trauma sutures. It must be said that it was very bloody and violent. The six little girls were considered knowledgeable, but they saw Sun Sixing poking their young ladies with a needle.
After poking it, he still couldn't help but feel his hair tingling. If it weren't for Feng Qingchen and his own life, the six girls would have fallen to the ground long ago.
For the people in the small courtyard in the West District, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Let’s not talk about the people in Feng Mansion, just the shadow guards and bodyguards who are chasing the assassin.
The assassin in black was able to sneak into Feng Qingchen's room under the double protection of the bodyguards and shadow guards. His strength was certainly not bad, at least stronger than the shadow guards and bodyguards.
The black-clothed assassin was shot twice, but his vital parts were not injured. In addition, the black-clothed assassin was well prepared. Even though the shadow guard and bodyguards chased him all the way, they still allowed the man to escape.
An hour later, the shadow guard and the guards returned to the small courtyard without success. They learned that although Feng Qingchen was not awake yet, he was out of danger. The shadow guard and the guards breathed a sigh of relief.
They failed in their duties tonight and failed to catch the assassin, so they would definitely be punished, but if Feng Qingchen was alive, they could at least keep a small life.
Although the shadow guards of the Ninth Prince's Palace and the guards of Prince Zhai's Palace knew each other's existence, this was the first time they met. Brothers and sisters in distress had mournful faces. Faced with a common problem, the two sides came together and discussed the details.
They prepared a confession and left at dawn, reporting to their master that Feng Qingchen met the assassin and was seriously injured and unconscious...