After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

In fact, the distance from outside the palace to the Governor's Mansion is not very far.

But Wen Baizhi felt that it took a very long time to arrive.

Maybe it was because she was anxious to get Si Jiu back home for treatment as soon as possible, so she unconsciously felt that the distance was very far.

Finally, the carriage stopped outside the Governor's Mansion.

Si Jiu had already fainted on Wen Baizhi's legs.

He was carried down from the carriage safely.

Wen Baizhi was behind Si Jiu, holding his body with her hands outstretched all the way, worried that he would fall.

It was not until they reached Si Jiu's room that Ping An put Si Jiu down and made him lie on the bed.

Because his waist looked like it had a serious injury.

Rong Heng quickly came in, led by Cuizhi, carrying a heavy medicine box.

After Rong Heng came in, Ping'an and Cuizhi both retreated.

Now there are only three of them left in the room.

The first thing Rong Heng did when he arrived was to check how many of the pills he brought for Si Jiu had been taken and how many were left.

After seeing Si Jiu finish taking all the medicine, Rong Heng said, "I really didn't expect that he would take all the medicine."

This medicine was brought to Si Jiu by Wen Baizhi, so she naturally knew what Rong Heng was talking about.

But she didn't expect that Rong Heng's tone at this moment actually sounded a little regretful.

"Is there anything wrong with this medicine?" Wen Baizhi asked.

Rong Heng knew that he couldn't hide it from her, and he didn't plan to hide Si Jiu's matter from her, so he told her.

"This pill is called the Vitality Pill. It was developed by my master and senior brother. Taking it can make people forget the pain and regain vitality in a short period of time. This is called the Vitality Pill."

Wen Baizhi frowned: "But your attitude now is obviously wrong. Is it because you took this medicine, or if you took too much, there would be bad consequences, otherwise you wouldn't be so upset that Si Jiu finished all the medicine."

Rong Heng said: "It is true that eating too much will have adverse effects. Anything that goes against common sense will definitely have its price to pay. For example, taking this vitality pill will indeed make him get better faster, or have more strength.

But after the effect of the drug wears off, the backlash will be more severe. Si Jiu is already weak, so the backlash will be more severe than that of an ordinary person. I'm afraid he will suffer a lot by then."

Wen Baizhi, who brought the medicine to Si Jiu personally, couldn't sit still: "But you didn't tell me about the backlash of this medicine at that time. You only told me that Si Jiu took the medicine that could temporarily save his life, so I brought it to him. If I knew, if I knew about this backlash..."

"Then you will bring it to him, right?" Rong Heng interrupted her. "Si Jiu himself knows the backlash of this medicine. He has taken it before, but we can't do anything about it, right? He has been trapped in the palace and tortured for such a long time. If it weren't for the Shengji Pills to keep him alive, the consequences might be even more serious than they are now."

It turns out that Si Jiu also knew about this medicine and had taken it.

No wonder when Si Jiu saw her bringing the pill to him, he put the pill away casually.

It turns out he knew it all.

Wen Baizhi looked at Si Jiu lying unconscious on the bed and choked up, "It's useless to say all this now. The most important thing now is to check how many wounds he has and then slowly apply medicine to treat him. Since he can come back to me, I am not afraid of any backlash. I will always stay by his side and accompany him through every difficulty."

Rong Heng actually admired her tenacity.

It seemed that since he could remember, Wen Baizhi had always left him with the impression of being stable and powerful.

Perhaps only such a person can stay with Si Jiu for a long time and firmly.

He didn't waste any more time: "The first thing we need to do is to take off all his clothes so that we can check where the wounds are."

Wen Baizhi certainly knew.

However, Si Jiu's clothes were badly torn, and the exposed skin and flesh underneath had varying degrees of bruises or red marks.

This made her worry whether she had hit him too hard or hurt his wound.

Rong Heng saw her concerns and said, "I have done this many times before, so I am experienced. No, you can go out and ask someone to bring some hot water and towels so that you can help him wipe the blood off his body later."

But what he didn't expect was that Wen Baizhi rejected him: "No, let me do it. I'll be gentler. Although I'll take it off slower, I'll try not to hurt him. Go find someone to bring in hot water."

Rong Heng saw that she had already sat next to Si Jiu and knew that she was about to start, so he went out to find Cuizhi.

In order to give the two of them some time alone, Rong Heng deliberately stayed outside for a while longer.

In the room, Wen Baizhi sat next to Si Jiu, looking at his pale face still in coma, feeling very uncomfortable.

It was like a needle stabbing her heart again and again, making her feel extremely uncomfortable and distressed.

But she couldn't delay Rong Heng's treatment, and no matter how reluctant she was, she had to take off his clothes.

She took out a pair of scissors and first cut and threw away the large pieces of cloth that were easy to cut. In the end, only some cloth that was stuck to Si Jiu's wound was left.

In fact, there is only fabric left at the lower back and calves.

Judging from the freshness of the blood, he must have been beaten within the past few days.

The scars were the same as the ones Si Jiu suffered when he was tortured in the palace last year.

Wen Baizhi knelt down beside Si Jiu's waist. At this time, only these two pieces of cloth were covering Si Jiu's body, so the other wounds on his body that were originally hidden under his clothes were visible to her.

Including but not limited to large areas of bruises and redness on the back, there are also such bruises on the legs, and the swelling is more obvious on the elbows and even more so on the wrists.

Most of the time, Wen Baizhi couldn't bear to watch any longer.

She regained her composure and focused on removing the remaining two pieces of cloth.

There was too much blood flowing, which caused the cloth to stick to the skin.

Wen Baizhi knew that with such a high degree of adhesion, it couldn't be dissolved even by soaking in water.

Instead, water touching the wound will cause severe pain.

So she had no choice but to resort to the extreme method, slowly tearing the cloth while blowing.

Wen Baizhi knelt there, leaning forward, head lowered, blowing and tearing it down bit by bit.

The wound was very large and the trauma area was very wide. Wen Baizhi had no place to put her hands, so she could only hang them in the air.

But she doesn't feel tired.

She just felt heartbroken.

But no matter how careful he was, some parts would still hurt Si Jiu when they were torn off.

But Si Jiu has always been a very good patient. Every time he receives treatment, no matter how painful it is, he will try his best to endure it and not say anything.

It was like this whenever he was awake, not to mention that he was still unconscious.

He just moved a little bit, and that was all.

But even though Wen Baizhi knew that he was unconscious, she still wanted to relieve his pain.

When the last two pieces of cloth were torn apart, Wen Baizhi also broke out in a sweat.

Before she could relax, Si Jiu, who was originally unconscious, suddenly choked on a mouthful of blood.