Eat the whole family? I emptied the storehouse of the Marquis' Mansion and married the crippled

Under the shocked gazes of Aunt Liu and others, Jiang Mo walked out of Ye Jintang's room in a dignified manner.

He waved his hand and released a flare into the sky.

"My people will come over to help you clean up the yard in a while."

"Can I still live in this yard?"

Ye Jintang frowned and spoke with a double meaning.

"If the girl doesn't think that the yard is unlucky because someone died there, you can still live here. I will help her clean up the yard."

"Row."

Since someone was helping to clean up the yard, Ye Jintang didn't let the Zhou brothers get involved. He just asked them to go back to the house and not to worry about the rest.

Ye Jintang didn't want to look at the corpse in the yard. She turned around and was about to go back to the house, only to see that Jiang Mo, who had been calm just now, had a pale face and looked like he was about to faint.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Jintang stepped forward to ask about Jiang Mo's situation.

The misunderstanding just now could be considered as indirectly saving her. She helped Jiang Mo deal with his wounds, and the two of them were even.

"Mr. Jiang, do you want to treat the wound on your back?"

"Young lady, do you know medicine?"

Ye Jintang didn't know how to answer this question.

In her previous life, Ye Jintang initially studied Western medicine and made her career with it. Unfortunately, the knowledge she had learned before was completely useless here.

"I know a little bit. Master Jiang, do you have any medicine? I can help you sew up your wound and make it heal faster."

"Then trouble you, young lady."

It was obvious that Jiang Mo also felt a little exhausted. He did not pretend to be calm and let Ye Jintang help him into the house.

Jiang Mo sat on the Arhat bed in the outer room, feeling a little dazed, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

He understood that this was a sequelae of excessive bleeding.

The two wounds on his back were too deep, and even though he applied hemostatic medicine in time, he still bled a lot.

Jiang Mo took out a black honey pill the size of a longan from his arms and swallowed it. The medicine was extremely bitter, but he didn't even frown.

Not long after taking it, Jiang Mo finally felt better and was no longer in a daze.

"Lüzhu, go get a basin of hot water, and Lianqiao, go get some liquor."

There was no alcohol for disinfection at home, so Ye Jintang could only make do with cooking wine.

Ye Jintang took a pair of scissors and wanted to cut the clothes on Jiang Mo's back.

As soon as her hand touched Jiang Mo's clothes on his back, she felt something was wrong with his clothes.

Looking down carefully, she saw that the black brocade clothes were all stained with blood. No wonder she always felt the smell of blood was so strong.

Ye Jintang, who was a bit of a germaphobe, cut up all of Jiang Mo's clothes and asked Lu Zhu to take them out and burn them.

After taking off his clothes, Ye Jintang held a pair of scissors and stared at the criss-crossing scars on Jiang Mo's body.

How could one man have so many injuries?

Some of the wounds looked old, leaving only a shallow mark.

Some of the injuries were probably inflicted in recent months, and there were clear marks of stitches on them.

"Miss Ye, would you mind applying some medicine to me? Although I know that my injuries are very serious, you can't just stare at me so blatantly."

Jiang Mo turned his head and looked at Ye Jintang with a smile.

Looking at the smirk on his face, Ye Jintang rolled his eyes at him.

"Master Jiang has so many injuries on his body. When he gets married in the future, I'm afraid he will scare his bride to tears."

After Ye Jintang finished speaking, his eyes fell on the wound on Jiang Mo's back.

After looking carefully, she found that the two wounds were much more serious than she had imagined.

The wound was more than 20 centimeters long, with the skin and flesh turned inside out, and looked extremely hideous.

"I have some golden wound medicine here that is very effective. You just need to sprinkle it on the wound and bandage it."

"But I don't have the strength, so I'll have to trouble you to get it yourself. It's in the secret pocket on my waist."

Ye Jintang lowered his head and saw a bag vaguely at the position of Jiang Mo's belt.

She gritted her teeth secretly. If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Mo was so seriously injured, she would definitely ignore him.

Ye Jintang frowned his delicate brows, and held his breath as he touched the bag around Jiang Mo's waist.

The two were so close that when Ye Jintang lowered her head, her jet-black hair swept across Jiang Mo's chest.

Jiang Mo just felt as if something swept across his heart, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Soon Ye Jintang found the secret bag and took out a small white bottle with the words "Golden Wound Medicine" written on it.

"For such a large wound, just applying medicine won't do."

"Madam Liu, go get the silk thread."

Upon hearing the word silk thread, Jiang Mo couldn't help but look at Ye Jintang again. Could it be that she wanted to help him sew up the wound? She looked young, but he didn't expect that she had such a skill.

Last time he injured his arm, he wanted to find a doctor in Yuezhou City to help him sew some stitches, but he couldn't find a doctor who could sew stitches.

"Can the girl do it?"

"It has to be done. For such a long wound, we are just using medicine to stop the bleeding. If it is not treated in time, it will easily cause big problems."

When cleaning Jiang Mo's wound, Ye Jintang found that a lot of hemostatic drugs were sprinkled on the wound.

These medicines are very powerful and can stop bleeding in a short period of time, preventing Jiang Mo from bleeding to death.

She secretly sighed in her heart, if she had known that this day would come, she should have studied Chinese medicine. Maybe it could be useful now.

While talking, Ye Jintang was not idle either. He skillfully helped Jiang Mo clean the wound.

"It might be painful when the stitches are done, just bear with it."

Ye Jintang handed a handkerchief to Jiang Mo, "If it hurts so much, just bite the handkerchief as hard as you can."

"Miss Ye, you underestimate me. This little injury is nothing to be afraid of."

"very good."

Seeing that Jiang Mo was so stubborn, Ye Jintang didn't waste words with him.

She placed the embroidery needle over the candle, carefully warmed it with fire, and then wiped it with wine. Then she began to suture the wound very skillfully.

Normally, even an embroidery needle would produce blood if it was poked into the skin, but she sewed several stitches on Jiang Mo and there was no sign of bleeding.

Seeing that there was no expression on Jiang Mo's face, it suddenly dawned on me that the hemostatic drug Jiang Mo used on the wound not only had a hemostatic effect, but also had analgesic and paralyzing effects.

No wonder he was so tough just now and let her sew it by hand.

It was impossible to sew up the two long wounds quickly. In a blink of an eye, two quarters of an hour passed and six men in black hurriedly ran into the yard.

"My subordinate is late, please forgive me, Master."

Six men in black knelt in the yard.

"Hurry and dispose of the bodies in the yard."

"Yes."

The six men in black moved quickly and carried the body out in a short while. They even fetched water to wash away the bloodstains in the yard.

By the time they had finished dealing with it, Ye Jintang in the room hadn't finished stitching up Jiang Mo's wound.

The other men in black quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only one man in black standing in the corridor.

Ye Jintang thought, could they be assassins? They were so skilled in handling the corpse.