C4 Suspect

Wen Yi sat up, her hand pressing down on the place where she had been stabbed by the sword hilt. She was in so much pain that she was almost going to cry, could it be that she had broken bones?

More and more guards joined the battle. Seeing that they were no match, the Black Man actually used a method of mutual destruction to rush towards Song Yunqian. Her sword flew out, and with the protection of the guards, the sword pierced into the guard's body and into Song Yunqian's abdomen.

"Your Highness!" The guards screamed.

Wen Yi was shocked, and immediately crawled to the side of Song Yunqian and the guard while enduring the pain. Fortunately, Song Yunqian's wound was not deep, and the guard had completely helped him with the sword.

The sword had passed through his abdomen, so it was certain that it had pierced through his intestines. Now, fresh blood was pouring out, and the place where he was lying on was stained red with blood.

She leaned over to examine it and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I will help you. I will help you stop the bleeding first."

She picked up a sword and tore at his clothes. The wound was large, at least five centimeters deep. One of the guards handed over the Golden Sore Medicine, causing her to freeze for a moment. She suddenly remembered that back in ancient times, she had bit off the Golden Sore Medicine's cover, sprinkled some on top of it and then used a cloth to bandage the wound.

The guard's mind was muddled. He slowly closed his eyes, but his blood stopped flowing and his breathing returned to normal.

But, Wen Yi knew that his situation was not good, the sword had pierced his body, and had definitely injured her internal organs.

Someone had long helped Song Yunqian up. His wounds were shallow, but his wounds were still bleeding.

He glanced at Wen Yi with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

However, he quickly withdrew his expression and angrily said to the guards, "Immediately investigate who it is that wants to kill this king!"

"Yes, this lowly official will go and investigate it immediately!" A man wearing what seemed to be the leader of the guards led the way.

The attendant by Song Yunqian's side reached out to support Song Yunqian, who blocked for a bit, and asked: "Have you invited the imperial physician?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, this way, please!" The attendant replied.

The Imperial Palace had sent an imperial physician to the estate to take care of the prince's body, so the estate did not need to go out and ask for a doctor.

"This King wants him alive!" Song Yunqian looked at the guard, and said solemnly.

Wen Yi stood up, with blood stains on her face and body. She comforted Song Yunqian: "Don't worry, he's fine!"

Song Yunqian's eyes were tightly locked onto her as he frowned, as if he was looking at an unfamiliar person. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Are you not afraid of blood?"

Wen Yi was a little stunned, some memories suddenly gushed into her head. This Yang Luoyi was very afraid of blood, to the point where she would faint if she saw it.

With a pale face, she said, "I'm afraid, but my life is in danger, so I can't be that afraid!"

Song Yunqian raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed past his eyes. The imperial physician rushed over at this moment, and before he could salute, Song Yunqian said, "Save him!"

The imperial physician glanced at the guards, then looked at the bloodstains on Song Yunqian's body and said: "No, your highness is injured, let micron treat your highness first!"

Song Yunqian frowned and said angrily: "Save him first.

Wen Yi was startled, his instinct was that he wanted to try her. However, he couldn't care so much. His wound was still bleeding. Although the wound wasn't deep, if he were to bleed like this, her life would be in danger.

"Help the prince in, get some water, and prepare scissors and clean cloth!"

Song Yunqian was sent inside the Rippling Wind Courtyard. He laid on the bed as Wen Yi used a pair of scissors to cut open his clothes. His wound was indeed not very deep, and from the looks of it, his internal organs were not injured.

"If I help you clean your wounds now, it will hurt a little. Endure it!" she said, professional and gentle.

Song Yunqian did not speak, he only looked at her closely.

When her hand came into contact with his body again, she couldn't help but think of that intimate encounter with him. Her face suddenly turned as red as a shrimp's.

"Focus!" Her absent-mindedness hurt him, and he frowned angrily.

"I'm sorry!" Wen Yi subconsciously apologized, but in the bottom of her heart, she blamed herself for not being professional enough.

After cleaning the disinfectant wound, it was applied with medicine. The powder had the components of 37%. She had also learned some good medicine for hemostasis. Although she wasn't proficient in it, she still had some basic skills.

After wrapping up the wound, she withdrew and said, "Your Highness is fine. You'll be fine after two days of rest."

"Sit beside This King!" Song Yunqian asked hoarsely.

Wen Yi raised her head and looked at his strange eyes, a trace of panic flashed across her heart. She retreated two steps and said: "I'll go back and change my clothes first, excuse me!"

After saying that, she pulled Xiao Ju who was in a daze and anxiously left.

When Xiao Ju returned to the Ru Yi Hall, he still had not recovered from his shock. She asked Wen Yi in astonishment, "Princess, aren't you afraid of blood?"

Wen Yi heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I'm afraid, but speaking of this, I am suddenly not afraid at that moment. But when you think about it now, you're still a little scared! "

The mama's maidservant gave Wen Yi a bath, and also picked up a set of beautiful clothes, and said: "Don't worry about that for now, today is Miss Luo Fan's day, Princess, you are the eldest sister, and the wangfei, you must wear better, this big red princess dress is just right for today."

Wen Yi stood up, and just as she was about to say something, a wave of pain came from her waist. Her vision went black, and she fell to the ground with a thump.