It wasn't until Kangxi and his party left that the Admiral of Jiumen got up from the ground. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted sharply to the subordinates behind him, "Bring me all the corpses of these assassins!" I don't believe I can't find any evidence! ”

"Yes!" The subordinates were busy responding.

Where did the people outside dare to stay on the street after being frightened. By the time Mao Tongtong and the others came out of the teahouse, the street was empty.

"Let people go and see if there are any casualties, and do a good job of pacifying them." Kangxi said.

"Yes, the ministers will arrange it after escorting Huang Ama back to the palace." The fourth master said.

"No, you can go now, I have guards to escort you." Kangxi Road.

The fourth master didn't insist, and after saying a few words to Sifujin, he took Su Peisheng away.

Mao Tongtong had the opportunity to stand beside the eighth master at this time, and whispered: "Master let me see the injury, it hurts, right?" ”

She looked at the eighth master's left arm, and she was distressed. If she remembers correctly, the eighth master's left arm had been injured before, and this time it was probably in the same position.

"It's okay, a little skin trauma, don't worry." The eighth master comforted her and smiled.

"It's still bleeding!" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but raise her voice!

Although it was night, there were still many lanterns on the street, and the light was not dim. In addition, the eighth master is wearing a moon-white robe tonight, the color is light, and it is easy to see that the sleeves on his arms are stained red with blood.

"Eighth Elder Brother, go back to your house and rest. When I return to the palace, I will send you a doctor. Kangxi said.

The eighth master was to protect his injuries, and then went into the palace to treat his injuries and then went out of the palace to return to the house, which was really a bit of a toss-up, so it was better for him to send the imperial doctor directly to the eighth master's mansion.

"Huang Ama doesn't need to bother. There is a doctor in the son's house, and this skin injury is fine. The eighth master smiled.

His face was a little pale because of the blood loss, and he looked more and more haggard in the night light. Even if Kangxi has always been thinking a lot about using this son, at this moment, he is really distressed.

"Don't be pushy! You go home first to stop the bleeding, and the Imperial Doctor will arrive later. Kangxi insisted.

The eighth master didn't want to say anything, so he said, "Thank you to Huang Ama there." ”

Kangxi nodded, left a few guards to escort Sifujin back to the house, and left a few people to send the eighth master and Mao Tongtong back to the house, and he took Li Dequan back to the palace first.

As soon as Kangxi left, the eighth master held Mao Tongtong's hand, "Tongtong was just frightened, right?" Can you get hurt? In a hurry, the master can only push you away first. ”

He really didn't care too much, and he didn't pay attention to what was next to him, because the assassins came in through the window, so he could only push Mao Tongtong away from the window first. Later, he fought with the Assassins, but he didn't have time to see if Mao Tongtong was safe.

"It was a little bit at first." Mao Tongtong smiled and said, "Later, I saw that many guards came, and my heart settled down a little." I don't have anything to do, don't worry. ”

In fact, her waist hurts badly now. Compared to the bleeding arm of the eighth master, it is really nothing. Besides, she didn't want the eighth master to feel guilty. In that kind of life and death line, it is already very good for the eighth master to take care of pushing her away first.

"It's fine if you're okay!" The eighth master breathed a sigh of relief. didn't notice that Mao Tongtong glanced at Qingzhu beside him.

After the two returned home, they called the house doctor as soon as possible.

When Mao Tongtong undressed the eighth master, he saw how big the wound on his arm was. Wearing a thick winter coat, he can still be cut a big hole, which shows how strong the assassin's hand is! If this is stabbed head-on on Kangxi's body, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Master." As soon as Mao Tongtong spoke, his voice choked. Such a big wound, how painful it must be! But the eighth master was still laughing all the way, he must be afraid that she would worry.

"Tongtong don't worry, this wound looks scary, it will be fine in a few days." The eighth master subconsciously covered it with his clothes. The flesh and blood were blurred, and he was afraid of scaring Mao Tongtong.

"Master lied to me again! With such a long opening, how can it be good in a few days! Mao Tongtong said and tears fell.

"When did you lie to you! Wronged again! "The eighth master still has the heart to quarrel with Mao Tongtong.

Mao Tongtong carefully wiped the blood next to the eighth master's wound with a handkerchief, looked at the door anxiously and said, "Why hasn't the doctor come yet!" ”

"Master, don't worry, Gonggong Chen will look for it as soon as he enters the mansion, it should be soon." Qingzhu said on the side.

Sure enough, after a while, Chen Guo came with the house doctor.

Seeing the wound of the eighth master, the house doctor was very smart and didn't ask anything, and directly stopped the bleeding for the eighth master.

The yellow powder was sprinkled on the wound and mixed with the bright red blood that kept coming out, and it looked shocking.

"Tongtong, don't look at it." The eighth master stretched out his hand to cover Mao Tongtong's eyes.

Mao Tongtong took down the eighth master's hand and said, "I don't think I'll be more worried." ”

The eighth master had no choice but to let her.

The effect of hemostatic powder is good, and after a while, the blood coming out is getting less and less, and it gradually begins to coagulate.

The eighth master didn't say a word the whole time, only paying attention to Mao Tongtong's expression.

"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury, but the wound is a little deeper, and it will take about ten days and half a month to recover. Lord Belle has lost a lot of blood, and he needs to eat some blood-replenishing meals these days to recuperate. The doctor said while bandaging.

"Tongtong can rest assured now? The master said that it was a skin injury, and it was not in the way. The eighth master said to Mao Tongtong with a smile.

"What a relief! It takes ten days and half a month! Mao Tongtong said distressedly.

The eighth master smiled and hugged her waist, turned his head to the house doctor and said, "Give Fang Fujin a pulse too." ”

The eighth master's hand was in Mao Tongtong's back injury, so Mao Tongtong was so painful that he didn't have the strength to speak. But when the eighth master turned his head back again, the look on her face was back to normal, and she smiled hard: "I'm not injured, why do you take the pulse." ”

"Tongtong was frightened today, I don't worry." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong just wanted to say no, when he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door. She thought that the imperial doctor sent by Kangxi had arrived, and she thought that it would be fast and fast, so she saw Guo Luo Luo walking in with pomegranates and hibiscus!

"Why don't you let people tell your concubine about such a big injury!" As soon as he entered the door, Guo Luo Luo went straight to the eighth master.

Today's Lantern Festival, it stands to reason that the eighth master should be resting at Guo Luoluo's place. But the eighth master took Mao Tongtong out to play on the grounds of not disturbing Guo Luoluo's fetus.

Although Guo Luo Luo didn't say anything, there was a fire in his heart. Now that something has happened to the eighth master, she can't bear the fire even more.

"Mao Fang Fujin is really good, if you hadn't picked up Lord Baylor to leave the house, there would be no tonight!" Guo Luo Luo said to Mao Tongtong.

Although she has no feelings for the eighth master, the eighth master is still her husband and the support of the eighth master's mansion! If something happens to the eighth master, what will she do with this Fujin? What about the unborn child in her womb? So now she is angry with Mao Tongtong. In her opinion, the culprit of the eighth master's accident is Mao Tongtong.