Reborn from the bottom of the coffin, the miracle doctor and the ugly concubine fight against the wo

The man was in his 20s, with a pale face and no beard, purple lips, and weak breath. Chu Zhao opened his eyes and took a look, then lifted the quilt covering him.

Under the quilt, the man's upper body was naked. The right side of his chest and shoulder was bloody and bloody, with a broken arrow stuck in it.

"The arrow is poisonous, and the poison has spread throughout the body. In order to prevent the arrow from having barbs, the arrow cannot be pulled out directly. It is necessary to cut the flesh and cut out the arrowhead." Chu Zhao carefully checked the condition of the injured and looked up. Murong Xiao said, "This man has already entered the gate of hell with one foot. I can't guarantee that I can save him."

"You must save him." Murong Xiao said, "This man is very important to me. If I can't save him, I will kill Xiao Ma Nu and your two girls."

You fucking!

Chu Zhao cursed in his mind and compromised: "I can try, but I need help."

"I'll come." Murong Xiao bent down and pulled out a large box from under the bed, which was filled with various healing equipment and medicines. "Don't let others know about this. I'll be your helper."

Chu Zhao glanced at him in surprise: "It's very dirty and there will be a lot of blood. Are you sure you want to come in person?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think this king has never been on the battlefield?"

Murong Xiao neatly took off his outer robe, revealing a tight-fitting black dress with narrow sleeves underneath. His strong muscles and thin waist were fully exposed under the thin fabric.

"Tsk!"

Chu Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although this guy is very hateful, his figure and appearance are really nothing to say.

"What are you looking at? Now is not the time for you to be crazy." Murong Xiao said disgustedly.

"Look what's wrong?" Chu Zhao sneered, "Men are afraid to look at it, and they won't lose any meat."

"..." Murong Xiao was speechless for a moment, feeling inexplicably that he was being teased by her.

Forget it, now is not the time to worry about this.

With a straight face, he took out all the candles stored in the darkroom and lit the room brightly.

Chu Zhao also took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and picked out useful things in the box.

The medicines in the box include those for healing, some for detoxification, and some for anesthesia. They are all labeled by category. All kinds of utensils are also available, including not only a sore-opening knife as thin as a cicada, but also tweezers, pliers, and other medicines. Edged needles and even saws for amputating limbs.

This is a medical kit only used by military doctors on the battlefield.

Chu Zhao first prepared antidote and anesthesia medicine and fed it to the man, then took a large ball of white linen and handed it to Murong Xiao.

"There will be a lot of blood later. In addition to handing me the knife, the prince will also hold this to help suck the blood. After I take out the arrow, the prince will quickly cover the wound with a cloth ball and press hard. I won't let you go." , you just keep suppressing it, do you understand?"

do you understand?

Murong Xiao felt that the last sentence was so awkward.

As a high-ranking king, he has always been the only one to ask others this question. This is the first time someone has asked him this question.

But he had no choice but to answer, so he responded with a straight face: "I understand."

"Okay, let's start now."

Chu Zhao didn't notice his awkwardness at all. After washing his hands with wine, he picked up a knife and put it on the fire to roast it several times. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the man's flesh with the tip of the knife...

In the Rose Garden, Su Nuanyu was sitting in front of the window, thinking about how to get rid of Chu Zhao. Chun Ying, the maid, hurriedly came over and whispered: "Concubine, someone saw the prince taking the princess to the bedroom in the front yard, and the two of them closed I stayed in there with the door closed for a long time and didn’t come out.”

"What?" Su Nuanyu suddenly stood up, "When did it happen? Why are you telling me now?"

"This slave has just heard about it." Chunying explained.

"You're still making excuses." Su Nuanyu glared at her, "Why don't you come with me and have a look."

"Yes." Chunying hurriedly responded and helped her to the front yard.

In the darkroom, Chu Zhao finally dug out the arrowhead, almost losing strength from exhaustion.

Murong Xiao pressed the wound with linen cloth and took a moment to take a look at her. He saw that her face was covered with sweat and there was a lot of blood splattered on her face. He couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and went to help her. She wiped her face.

"What are you doing?" Chu Zhao was startled and instinctively wanted to hide away.

"Don't move!" Murong Xiao ordered in a deep voice.

Chu Zhao stopped and stared with wide eyes as the man wiped her face from left to right as if in a frenzy.

"Does Your Majesty feel sorry for me?" she asked in a funny tone after regaining her composure.

Murong Xiao glanced at her: "Just think of it as a reward!"

What the hell is this reward called?

Chu Zhao said: "I don't care about this reward. If this person can survive, why don't you agree to one more request of mine?"

Do not care?

Murong Xiao's face suddenly turned darker than Chu Zhao's.

This is the first time in his life that he has wiped someone else's face, and this woman actually said she didn't care about it.

"Don't be dissatisfied." Murong Xiao said bitterly, "If you dare to make demands on that man slave again, I will kill him when I get out."

Chu Zhao really wanted to ask him why he didn't like Ah Ao, but he changed his words again: "That's enough, Your Majesty, please take the cloth away and I'll give him stitches."

However, Murong Xiao was indignant: "I won't let you make any demands regarding Manu, so you don't have any demands, right?"

"..."

Chu Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to him, picked up a mulberry white leather thread and threaded it into the eye of the needle, thinking that he had just said before that his mind was smaller than the eye of a needle, and now it seemed that Murong Xiao's mind was not much bigger than hers.

Murong Xiao watched Chu Zhao skillfully thread the needle, and his previous doubts about her couldn't help but come back to his mind.

Suturing wounds with large needles and mulberry leather thread is extremely common on the battlefield and is a necessary skill for almost every accompanying military doctor.

But how could Chu Zhao, a girl who grew up in a Taoist temple, use it so easily?

"You said that you learned your medical skills from the Taoist priests at Baiyunguan, but the Taoist priests there may not know what you know. How do you explain this?" Murong Xiao asked.

Chu Zhao paused his hand, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said in a casual tone: "It's better to be better than someone who is good at it. Hasn't the prince heard of it?"

"..." Murong Xiao wanted to ask again when a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.

"Open the door, I have something urgent to see the prince..." Su Nuanyu's voice came in faintly.

She didn't know what the guard said to her, so she began to shout indifferently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Chu Zhao also heard her shouting and glanced at Murong Xiao meaningfully: "It seems that the prince's beloved concubine is jealous."

"Do your job and stay out of your own business."

Murong Xiao lowered his face and ignored Su Nuanyu's shouting. It wasn't until Chu Zhao finished sewing the stitches, cleaned the man's wound, applied gold wound medicine and bandaged it, that he washed his hands and face with her, put on clothes and walked out of the darkroom. .

The door to the darkroom was closed, and Chu Zhao joked tiredly: "Let alone Concubine Su, even I feel like we are having an affair."

"..."

Murong Xiao's disgusted eyes passed over her face, he strode to the door, opened the door, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the fuss about?"

"My lord!"

Su Nuanyu called out aggrievedly, and looked behind him. When she saw Chu Zhao, who was walking behind him and arranging his hair, she almost couldn't control her expression.

"So my sister is here too. What are the prince and my sister doing in there?"

Murong Xiao followed her gaze, looked back at Chu Zhao, and suddenly saw a stain of blood on Chu Zhao's temples that had not been washed away. He quickly turned around and hugged her, stroking her temples with his fingers.

Chu Zhao couldn't avoid it and asked in surprise: "What is the prince doing?"

"Your hair is messed up. I will help you tidy it up." Murong Xiao pretended to be gentle and wiped away the blood stains with his fingertips.

Su Nuanyu couldn't believe her eyes.

The prince actually showed such tender affection towards Chu Zhao's ugly face.

impossible!

She knew better than anyone how much the prince hated Chu Zhao, how could she help Chu Zhao fix his hair?

But it happened right under her nose, and she couldn't help but not believe it. Su Nuanyu was so angry that her silver teeth almost broke, and she clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves.

"Your Majesty and sister are so loving, I am really happy for you."

Murong Xiao let go of Chu Zhao and glanced at her with obvious displeasure: "What are you doing here?"

Su Nuanyu's heart sank, and she said in a sweet voice: "Father sent someone to send a letter, saying that we can start preparations for that matter. I was afraid of delaying the prince's business, so I came here to say something to the prince. I don't want to disturb the prince and his family." My sister is loving, but I deserve death for my crime."

Murong Xiao's expression softened slightly and he said to Chu Zhao: "You go back first, I will pick you up in the evening."

what?

Are you going to pick her up tonight?

Su Nuanyu almost went crazy. Looking at Chu Zhao's dark face, she really wanted to reach out and scratch him hard.

Chu Zhao wanted to leave quickly, so he said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Seeing her walking fast and hastily, Murong Xiao guessed that she was in a hurry to go back to see the man slave, and felt very unhappy.

Seeing that the prince's eyes were still glued to Chu Zhao, Su Nuanyu wished she had a sword in her hand, so she could catch up and stab Chu Zhao to death.