Mo Zhu snorted, his pale lips trembled, and his hands clenched into fists, which showed that his heart was in pain.

"Damn, this arrow has barbs!" Mu Jiuxi scolded when he saw this wound, and really wanted to kill someone.

Forcibly calming herself down, she sucked blood with cotton, and then looked inside the wound, but fortunately it did not hurt important blood vessels, and she quickly stopped the bleeding.

Immediately the wound was stitched, but the wound was really a bit big, Mu Jiuxi said: "I'm going to stitch up the wound, you bite this." ”

Mu Jiuxi picked up the corner of the quilt and let him bite it.

Mo Zhu was already sweating profusely at the moment, and looking at her worried look, he opened his mouth to bite the quilt and closed his eyes again.

An Ye cried in the back: "Miss, isn't there a anesthesia?" ”

"No, I didn't have time to prepare, but I pricked the numb point with a needle, and it will be better, but this wound is too difficult to suture, and it will definitely still hurt."

Mu Jiuxi had already given the needle as he spoke.

"What are you crying about, the prince can hold back, he is invincible on the battlefield, what is this pain!" Mu Jiuxi seemed to be speaking to herself.

The muscles of Mo Bottle's whole body were shaking, and Mu Jiuxi was faster.

After all, the slower you stitch this kind of thing, the more painful it is.

"Does the Queen Mother know?" Mu Jiuxi greeted Anye.

An Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "No, you are the first to know." ”

"The Queen Mother wants to know, she will definitely be worried, let's hide it first, by the way, what about the rest of you?" Mu Jiuxi felt that it was impossible to be alone.

"Several of the guards were killed." An Ye was very sad and said, "These six killers are too powerful, but in the end they can't please them, the prince killed the three of them, and the remaining three are injured, but we are also afraid that there are still people in the secret, so the prince said to enter the Baoguo Temple and then let the subordinates be called Miss." ”

After An Ye finished speaking, Mu Jiuxi also finished stitching, and immediately poured gold sore medicine and bandaged the ink bottle.

Because it needed to be bandaged around his chest, Mu Jiuxi had to pick up the upper body of the ink bottle.

Ye Han hurriedly came over to help, he saw that An Ye was actually injured, he hadn't stood up until now, and there were blood stains on his legs and black pants.

Mu Jiuxi helped the ink bottle to bandage it, took out the ginseng slices and asked him to say, "Don't talk yet, you are seriously injured, save some strength." ”

Ink Bottle's dark eyes looked at her, and then nodded.

"Miss, you can show An Ye." Ye Han hurriedly said.

Mu Jiuxi hurriedly turned his head, and saw that An Ye's face was getting whiter and whiter.

"Are you hurt? Why didn't you say it before! ”

Mu Jiuxi was already squatting in front of An Ye.

"The subordinate is fine, but he was slashed on the leg." An Ye smiled bitterly.

Mu Jiuxi cut open his trouser tube, and saw a long sword mark, fortunately, it was not very deep, but the external injuries looked terrifying, and the flesh was cracked.

"It's not a big problem, but it hurts, right?" Mu Jiuxi smiled.

Anye felt a little like crying when she saw her laughing.

"It hurts, it hurts."

"It needs to be stitched up, otherwise the wound will rot and the inside will be amputated." Mu Jiuxi prepared the needlework again.

An Ye wanted to cry even more, but he could only bite the cloth ball handed over by Ye Han and asked Mu Jiuxi to help him stitch it up.

Soon, the injuries of both of them were dealt with, and Mu Jiuxi sat on the edge of the ink bottle after cleaning it.

Ye Han went to watch the monk make porridge.

An Ye sat on a chaise longue brought to the side, one tripod was high, and the person was already asleep.

After all, I was injured in the battle, and I was still running back and forth, and I couldn't stand it anymore.