On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu thought that General Wen had escaped death and his injuries would not be too minor when being chased, but she did not expect that it would be so serious.

There was a stab wound on his left thigh. Although it was bandaged at the moment, one could still imagine how tragic it was at that time.

But this is still the mildest. There is a palm injury on the right side of the waist, which is red, swollen and purple. The surrounding skin no longer looks like human skin. The right leg and meridians are also affected by this.

The roots are either deep red or purple, and they are coiled on the legs. The right leg is one-third thicker than the left leg, which is shocking.

There was also a trauma on his abdomen, and blood was oozing from the gauze.

Any of these injuries would be extremely painful and unbearable for a person, and he had to bear all of them.

"Young General has suffered," Yan Ruyu said sincerely.

Li Jingyao said: "The abdominal injury never heals, and I have used a lot of good gold wound medicine, that is..."

Huo Changhe frowned and asked, "This palm injury seems to be caused by the Fire Palm."

"Exactly," Wen Zhiyan replied, "I have only heard of it before, never seen it, but this time I learned it. I was destined to die if I was hit on the side of the waist, but I have learned internal strength from my master since I was a child. He once taught me a Using the technique to save my life, I forced all the fire poison from the Flowing Fire Palm onto this side of my leg, barely able to save my life. It was a helpless move at the time, and then I jumped into the water and floated down the water."

"He happened to be rescued by my people," Li Jingyao took over. "The fire poison of Flowing Fire Palm is extremely powerful. Zhiyan has to endure great suffering every day. I used those two poisonous herbs to treat his injury."

Li Jingyao ventured into Lincheng to look for herbs just to save Wen Zhiyan.

Yan Ruyu's eyes fell on Wen Zhiyan's abdominal wound.

"The one who can wield the Fire Palm is an old man, and there is a young man beside him. The hidden weapon he uses is weird and powerful. When he exploded the fire ball, it was..." Wen Zhiyan didn't say any more.

Yan Ruyu nodded and opened the bandage. The wound on his abdomen was bloody and bloody, and there were marks of knife cuts on the edges. It should be that the previous doctor had removed the rotten flesh for him.

Wen Zhiyan's face was pale, without any blood, and his hands had already subconsciously grabbed the quilt under him.

Yan Ruyu's heart tightened. It could be seen from this that when he was undergoing treatment before, the pain was repeated countless times.

Originally she just wanted to try it, but seeing his reaction at this time, Yan Ruyu took out a pill and said, "Major General, take this first to reduce the pain."

This is her homemade anesthetic pill. Although it is not as effective as modern anesthetic injections, it can still relieve a lot of pain.

Check the wound first, then give an anesthesia injection during treatment.

Wen Zhiyan took it and Yan Ruyu waited for the medicine to take effect before checking his abdominal wound.

Li Jingyao looked away while Huo Changhe gritted his teeth.

Wen Zhiyan looked surprised. Yan Ruyu pressed on his wound, but he didn't feel much pain.

"Could it be that this injury never heals?" Yan Ruyu said, "There are still residual things inside. In addition, the long-term failure to heal has also led to some damage to the internal organs and infection, so it needs to be treated as soon as possible."

As soon as they heard that their internal organs were damaged, Li Jingyao and Huo Changhe's expressions changed.

For them, having a ruptured internal organ means waiting to die, and they have never seen anyone survive.

Huo Changhe's eyes turned red instantly: "Yu'er, the major general's injury..."

Yan Ruyu was looking around and didn't notice their expressions.

Wen Zhiyan smiled miserably: "It doesn't matter, Your Majesty, Brother Li, I am lucky to live for so many more days and meet Your Majesty. I can't avenge the family feud, so I can only ask Your Majesty to come and clear my family's grievances. My father and I can be upright, and my family can also smile."

"This king will definitely seek justice for the Wen family!"

Yan Ruyu is planning how to get an operating room. His injury requires surgery as soon as possible.

Without one of them paying attention, the three men turned to their last words, which made her confused.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Ruyu frowned, "Are you not confident in my medical skills?"

"Yu'er, what do you mean?" Huo Changhe's eyes were filled with hope.

"It means that although the injury is serious, it can be cured," Yan Ruyu looked at Li Jingyao, "but the village leader needs another favor."

"Girl... Princess, please tell me, I will definitely handle it!"

"Paper and pen?"

"Yes, yes."

Yan Ruyu said while writing: "Prepare according to what I wrote above, and then follow the steps written below, step by step, no mistakes can be made."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

Li Jingyao took a closer look and saw that the list was clearly written. There was a clean room, a dressing room, tidy, and a bed...

He had to watch the next steps carefully for fear of making mistakes.

"Master Dazhai needs some smart and skillful helpers. You can't do it by yourself. Prepare these things and we can treat him tomorrow morning."

"Princess, please tell me how to treat her?" Wen Zhiyan asked.

Yan Ruyu originally wanted to say that she had to open the wound, but she was afraid of scaring them, so she just started saying her last words. If she heard this, she would be in trouble by directly writing a suicide note and seeking death.

"Don't worry, Major General. If you let me treat you, you won't be in as much pain as before." Yan Ruyu looked at the trauma on his thigh. "Here I will re-bandage you with medicine to make the pain less severe."

"The injuries from Flowing Fire Palm are more complicated than these two. They need to be treated slowly and require acupuncture. I will do it for you tonight."

Anti-inflammatory and anti-infection drugs were used on the wound, as well as painkillers. Yan Ruyu also used sutures to sew it up to help with recovery.

The three men were shocked to see her sewing with needle and thread.

"Princess," Li Jingyao couldn't help but ask, "will it have to be dismantled again in the future?"

"No need, this kind of thread is specially made by me. You will know when the time comes."

No need to dismantle it? Have you ever had a needle eye? unimaginable.

However, Wen Zhiyan didn't feel much pain when he was being sutured. This feeling was magical. Looking at Yan Ruyu's determined eyes, he felt hope for some reason. These strange treatment methods might really be able to cure the disease. he.

After the suturing was completed, the wound looked better and no longer so scary. Wen Zhiyan took a deep breath and felt much better.

"Thank you, Princess," he smiled slightly.

Li Jingyao felt a little uncomfortable. Ever since he rescued Wen Zhiyan, he had never seen him smile.

Taking one look at Yan Ruyu, Li Jingyao said silently in his heart, God bless him, I hope he has found the right person this time.

"Your Majesty, you and the leader of the village should wait outside first. I want to perform acupuncture on him."

"……it is good."

Li Jingyao didn't wait idle anymore and went to prepare things with a list. Huo Changhe was alone in the outer room, feeling mixed with joy and sorrow.

While I was sitting, a little black head peeked in from the door frame.

Huo Changhe waved: "Xiaolan, come!"

Starling rolled his eyes and flew in front of him.

Huo Changhe picked up the nut on the table and peeled one of it: "Go find the silver ingot and tell him that General Wen has found it. Notify the secret guard to stop looking."

The myna walked around the table with small steps, but wouldn't fly.

Huo Changhe understood: "You want the benefits, don't you? Make sure you have chestnuts to eat every day from now on, and eat nuts when the chestnut season is over, how about that?"

The myna then flapped its wings.

Huo Changhe laughed angrily.