Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

Su Qian, who was walking carefully in the tunnel, sneezed for no apparent reason. Lu Huan looked at her and asked, "Are you cold?"

It was indeed a little chilly in the tunnel, but Su Qian didn't sneeze because of the cold. "It's not cold. Someone must be scolding me."

Lu Huan seemed a little confused, "Why do you say that?"

Su Qian: “Intuition.”

Lu Huan looked at her speechlessly. Sometimes he always felt that Su Qian's words were a little incomprehensible. She had called him a psychopath before, and he had asked her what she meant, but she didn't answer.

Lu Huan loosened his hand around hers, took off his outer robe and put it on her. "Even if it's not cold, you should still put it on. It's getting colder at night lately."

Su Qian looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

She was a little uncomfortable with him suddenly being so considerate to her and not holding the sword against her neck.

Lu Huan took a breath, his expression unclear, "I think you took the wrong medicine. You have to be a little bit tough on me to make you like it, right?"

Su Qian curled her lips, "Not really."

Lu Huan also lost his patience: "If not, then leave quickly."

Su Qian: "..."

What's so bad?

Su Qian did not expect that this tunnel in Prince Yan's Mansion could actually lead to Tongpan's Mansion. She thought it should lead to outside the city.

When Jiang Xuewei heard the noise and ran to open the door, she saw Lu Huan with blood on his hands. She asked with concern, "General, what happened to you? Why are you bleeding so much?"

Before she could finish her words, she saw Lu Huan take out the person she least wanted to see from the secret door - Su Qian.

Su Qian had her hair loose, and at the moment she was bare-faced, without a single unnecessary decoration, and she was also wearing a men's robe on the outside. The contrast between the two made her look even more pitiful.

Seeing her staring at Su Qian with an uneasy look on her face, Lu Huan stood in front of Su Qian, shielding her from Jiang Xuewei's unfriendly gaze, and said, "Go get some medicine to stop the bleeding first."

Jiang Xuewei then withdrew her gaze and focused her attention on his injured arm, "I'll go right away."

Soon, Jiang Xuewei came over with some hemostatic powder and bandages. She raised her eyes and glanced at Su Qian, "Let me treat your wound."

Lu Huan said calmly, "No need."

Then he turned to Su Qian and said, "Come here."

Su Qian heard a hint of unwillingness in his tone, "But... I don't know how to do it."

Jiang Xuewei secretly gave her a sarcastic smile. She knew that a woman like her must have come from some poor and remote village. Unlike them, the daughters of officials, they had learned everything and mastered all kinds of skills.

Lu Huan frowned, "Whether or not it will happen is one thing, whether or not you want to do it is another. Could it be that... you are unwilling to help me treat my wound? I got this injury because of you."

Jiang Xuewei widened her eyes in surprise when she heard this. A few days ago, the guards reported to her that Lu Huan went to Prince Yan's Mansion. At that time, she was still a little doubtful and confused, and kept reassuring herself in her heart that he was not going to find her.

Now, the only expectation has been shattered.

Not only did he go to find her, he also got injured to protect her. He put his outer robe on her and asked Su Qian to treat his wounds.

Su Qian looked at him speechlessly. This time he had the upper hand over her and was using it to demand something from her.

"Okay." She looked at Jiang Xuewei, "Miss Wei, tell me the steps, and then I'll do it."

Jiang Xuewei would not openly attack others like Jiang Xueli did. She forced a smile and spoke, not forgetting to physically hurt Su Qian, "Then please ask the wife of King Yan to come."

They both paused, Jiang Xuewei pretended not to know, "What's wrong? It is indeed the wife of King Yan, isn't it?"

Lu Huan's eyes swept across her face. Although he didn't say anything explicitly, every look of his made Jiang Xuewei aware of his disgust. That kind of indifference and impatience was not even hidden, but displayed nakedly.

He didn't like the words "Lady King of Yan" that she had just said.

Could it be that... the general really fell in love with Su Qian?

How could she, a crude bitch, have seduced the general? Or...did she use some magic to make the general do this?

The general had never been fond of love between men and women, and she had never seen him treat any woman particularly well. She had never seen Lu Huan act like he did today.

She didn't believe that Su Qian didn't use any magic to confuse Lu Huan.

Seeing that she was standing there in a daze with a confused look as if she was thinking about something, Su Qian took the utensils from the tray.

According to some emergency knowledge she had learned in school, she began to treat his wounds based on the knowledge in her memory.

First, use the treated tweezers to pick up a cotton ball, then dip it in iodine and start wiping the injured area.

Fortunately, there were no major wounds on the back of his hand. After she disinfected it, she sprinkled hemostatic powder on it and then carefully wrapped it with a bandage. That was it.

The wound on the back of the hand was not big, so she concluded that there must be other injuries. "I have treated the wound on the back of your hand. Where else are you injured?"

Lu Huan said calmly, "On the forearm."

Su Qian was afraid that taking off his clothes would squeeze the wound again and cause secondary injury, so she took the scissors on the tray and cut open all the clothes on his arm.

After cutting it open, we discovered that there was a round hole-like wound on the inside of his arm, which was left by an arrow. Unlike the back of his hand, those were just small scratches.

In comparison, the wound on the inside of the arm is much more serious.

Su Qian took a deep breath and said, "The wound is quite deep. It must be disinfected properly. You have to bear with it."

A wound of this size definitely needs to be cleaned, but there is no saline solution at the moment, so Su Qian had to use iodine instead.

She poured iodine on his injured wound and cleaned it. She stopped only after making sure there was no foreign matter left in the wound. She then applied hemostatic medicine and bandaged it up.

After doing all this, Su Qian finally had time to see his reaction. The wound was not small, and she felt shocked when she was treating it. She washed it over and over in the blood and flesh, and looked for any residues like arrows. He didn't say a word, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Lu Huan was a little surprised, "Didn't you say you don't know how to treat wounds?"

Su Qian made up an excuse casually, "I have a special talent."

Lu Huan was so smart, how could he not know that she was trying to shirk her responsibility? He was just too lazy to argue with her.

Su Qian ignored the jealousy on Jiang Xuewei's face and said, "Miss Wei, his clothes are covered in blood and are torn. I'd like to trouble you to find him a set of men's clothes so that he can change into them."

Jiang Xuewei responded with a forced smile, "I'll go right away."