Everyone in the room looked at Chu Fengqing in unison. When Ji Yujin saw him come in, he deliberately turned sideways to hide his horrific wound behind him.
After hearing his words, Ji Yujin frowned. “What can you do, embroidery?”
Chu Fengqing pursed his lips and ignored him, walked up to several old physicians, and said, “I can stitch up the wound.”
“Madam.”
The two old imperial physicians looked at him, then looked at Ji Yujin, “This… Madam, this is not a joke.”
Although what they said was directed at him, but their eyes were always towards Ji Yujin.
Chu Fengqing knew that as long as Ji Yujin didn’t speak, the imperial physicians couldn’t make a decision, so he turned to look at Ji Yujin and said, “I’m not kidding, my Second Brother is a physician. We grew up together, and I accompanied him every time he practiced medicine. My Second Brother never avoided me and sometimes taught me. My Second Brother often used sutures to help villagers treat external injuries. I have actually done it, so…”
“If you’re worried…”
“You used to stitch up someone else’s wound? A man or a woman? Where is the wound?”
Chu Fengqing: “?”
Before Chu Fengqing could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ji Yujin, who bombarded him with questions. Not only was Chu Fengqing confused, but everyone else in the room was also somewhat bewildered.
However, in order to avoid some trouble, Chu Fengqing made up some lies. “They’re girls, everyone’s injuries are in different places.”
Ji Yujin: “Oh.”
Li Yu’s eyes were almost rolling up to the sky. What time is it now, and that gentleman was still being jealous? He thinks he will soon be able to reap a cheap son, but he doesn’t want this filial son at all.
Ji Yujin: “Alright, you do it.”
Chu Fengqing reported all the required materials to Steward Mo, one by one. It didn’t take Butler Mo long to collect almost all the required items, but they were missing an anesthetic.
Chu Fengqing frowned. It wouldn’t work without anesthesia. Each needle would have to go through the flesh and blood. By the time the wound was sutured, the person would have to die in pain. That was not worth it.
The Imperial Medical Bureau was also searching everywhere, but because this thing was rarely used, the Imperial Medical Bureau did not have it in stock. This thing was also rare on the market, so it was difficult to find for the time being.
Ji Yujin’s injury couldn’t wait, and in just a moment, a layer of cold sweat covered his forehead.
Chu Fengqing glanced at his condition and said, “We can’t wait any longer.”
Imperial Physician: “But… without anesthesia, it will be so painful that he will die.”
Chu Fengqing glanced at Ji Yujin in confusion, and Ji Yujin smiled, “Just do it this way.”
Imperial Physician: “But…”
Ji Yujin waved his hand. The cinnabar mole at the end of his eye was like a demon, dazzlingly red. His narrow eyes were slightly closed, looking extremely evil. He said casually, “My life is tough. As long as I don’t die, it’s fine.”
Chu Fengqing took out a jade bottle from his arms. There were a few small pills in the bottle a few days ago, but now there is only one left. He hesitated for a moment, but still poured out the last pill.
It was a small black pill, but it instantly filled the room with the aroma of medicine. Chu Fengqing stuffed it directly into Ji Yujin’s mouth.
The pill slid down his lips. Chu Fengqing’s hand touched his lips. The slightly cool touch left Ji Yujin stunned for a moment. After swallowing it, he raised his eyes to look at Chu Fengqing belatedly and asked, “What did you feed me?”
Chu Fengqing’s voice was indeed cold, but when he spoke softly, he made people feel endless tenderness. “A good thing. Although it’s not as good as anesthetic, but it can relieve pain. My Second Brother left it to me.”
When Chu Fengqing was washing his hands, Li Yu glanced at Ji Yujin, and Ji Yujin shook his head.
He then put his hand down from the sword and said to Chu Fengqing with a smile, “Saozi, don’t be too gentle, our Governor is not afraid of pain.”
After Chu Fengqing packed up his things, he began to clear out the people. All the outsiders were driven out, except for the two imperial physicians who came to help and Li Yu, who was stubborn and couldn’t be driven out.
Chu Fengqing followed him. After disinfecting all the instruments, he pursed his lips and passed a piece of cotton cloth into Ji Yujin’s mouth, saying, “Although the medicine can relieve pain, but it is not as good as anesthesia. It may be a little painful.”
Ji Yujin spat it to the side and said with a smile, “Do you have a habit of stuffing things into my mouth? Or are you taking this opportunity to take advantage of me?”
Chu Fengqing: “……”
He really wanted to roll his eyes, like Li Yu. Sometimes he really couldn’t understand his train of thought. Forget it, he won’t care whether he lives or dies anymore.
Ji Yujin’s wound was so hideous and horrific that even Chu Fengqing was speechless when he saw such a large wound.
“Then I’ll start.”
“Start.”
As soon as the needle went in, Ji Yujin groaned, the blue veins on his neck bulged, and his whole body was tense. The two old imperial physicians were a little afraid to look at it, but Li Yu remained calm throughout the whole process, without any expression of fear or surprise, as if he were used to seeing this.
The cold sweat on Ji Yujin’s back soaked his thin inner clothes. Chu Fengqing’s hands were very steady, but some sweat appeared on his forehead, and his red lips were tightly pursed.
Ji Yujin found it unbearable at first, but when he accidentally saw Chu Fengqing’s expression, he felt that it was not so painful anymore. He thought Chu Fengqing must be worried about him, felt sorry for him, and even felt the same way. Seeing his sweaty forehead and frowned brows, who knows he might even cry secretly later?
Tsk, what a headache!
The two imperial physicians went from being afraid to watch at first to watching with great interest and being amazed by his beauty.
Imperial Physician 1: “Wonderful, wonderful! This method of acupuncture can make the wound close together very well, and it will be more convenient to remove the stitches later.”
Imperial Physician 2: “Very good! This minister has been practicing medicine for more than 20 years but has never seen such a strange acupuncture method. Madam, could you please go slower so that we can see it more clearly?”
Chu Fengqing: “……”
He whispered, “I’ll show you guys how to do it with pork meat later.”
Ji Yujin sneered, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at them, his voice hoarse: “What? Do you really think I’m a flower?”
The two imperial physicians froze, a drop of cold sweat slid down their foreheads, and they lowered their heads and dared not say a word. They were so fascinated by what they saw that they lost focus for a moment, forgetting where they were and even forgetting that there was such a killing god there.
Finally, it took less than half an hour to sew up the wound. Chu Fengqing cleaned his hands and looked at the rich blood in the basin with his dark eyes. Ji Yujin was too patient. If it were an ordinary person, the crying and wailing would probably shake several streets. They would have to be tied to a rope before he could do it.
But Ji Yujin just groaned a few times, and there was no other movement. He was simply not a human.
Chu Fengqing helped him apply medicine and bandage it and said, “Don’t get it wet until the wound heals. Change the medicine every day. Also, eat a light diet.”
He paused, turned his eyes, and continued: “Many foods in the mansion are not suitable, so just drink porridge.”
Ji Yujin: “……” For some reason, he always felt that it was not that harsh.
Could it be that Chu Fengqing was seeking revenge because he wouldn’t let him eat last time??
The next moment, he confirmed his thought.
“Who knows that he might develop a high fever at night? I’ll trouble the imperial physicians to prescribe some medicine in case of an emergency.”
Chu Fengqing looked at him and said a few words to him with a cold face and a flat tone: “Tsk, little sickly seedling.”
The author has something to say:
Ji Yujin: “My wife feels sorry for me!”
Chu. Obsessive-compulsive disorder. Feng Qing: This wound is too bumpy. I can’t stitch it flat.
