Heroic Wife Reborn

There are posthouses and many inns on both sides of the official road outside Fengjing North City. Jing Mo and his party did not live in the posthouses, but spent money on a small inn that was relatively remote.

Before Yu Xiaoxiao reached the inn, she saw Jing Mo wandering in the open space in front of the inn on the official road.

Jing Mo, Yu Xiaoxiao sat on the horse and waved to Jing Mo.

Jing Mo came over with his reputation, and after seeing who was coming, he rushed to Yu Xiaoxiao and said, Princess, come quickly.

Go, Gu Xinglang pulled the rein of the horse for Yu Xiaoxiao, he looked at Jing Mo, maybe Wu Huan's situation is not good.

Yu Xiaoxiaofei walked up to Jing Mo, before she could speak, she heard Jing Mo say, Princess, follow me.

Seeing Jing Mo walking quickly towards the inn, Yu Xiaoxiao frowned and said, Is it not good to be unhappy?

Jing Mo nodded and said, Yes.

Yu Xiaoxiao pulled Jing Mo's hand and said, Then why are you leaving? Tell me, which room Wu Huan lives in.

There were guards standing inside and outside the inn, and the doors of every room were closed. There were obviously many people there, but the whole inn seemed silent amidst the chirping of night insects, as if there was no one there.

There are only four upper rooms in the inn, and the upper room where Wu Huan lives is at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Yu Xiaoxiao walked to the door, stretched out her hand and pushed the door open. She didn't smell the bloody smell she imagined. As the door opened, she rushed towards Yu Xiaoxiao head-on, and there was a smell of rotten meat.

Jing Qian who competes with me is fake, Jing Mo and Yu Xiaoxiao stood in front of the bed, whispering to Yu Xiaoxiao: I don't know what it is to pretend to be Jing Qian, the national teacher said it was a cultivator. People who practice art put on the skin of Jingqian.

While lifting the quilt, Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Wuhuan's injury, and said, Damn, did a skinless monster appear on your side?

Jing Mo said, Have you also met this kind of thing?

Yu Xiaoxiao said: Yes, I have only three locked up in my house. The old Taoist also said that they are people who have practiced some kind of magic, that they can live forever, but they have to change into human skins every once in a while.

Jing Mo didn't bother to ask more questions at the moment, and said to Yu Xiaoxiao: The national teacher blocked the monster's palm for me. If it wasn't for the national teacher, I would have died.

Wu Huan didn't wear a shirt, her entire upper body was covered with gauze, and the white gauze was soaked with pus and blood. Without the quilt to stop her, the rotten smell was even more suffocating.

Jing Mo said: He was slapped on the chest by the monster. He was fine at the time, but after one night, his chest was ulcerated. The imperial doctor told me that it was poisoned, but he didn't know what it was.

Yu Xiaoxiao began to quickly remove the gauze.

Jing Mo continued: The day before yesterday, his injury suddenly worsened. It was only on the chest area, but the whole upper body began to fester the day before yesterday. I had no choice but to bring him here on horseback.

Yu Xiaoxiao took a look at Wuhuan's unmasked face.

Jing Mo said, He couldn't breathe, so I took off his mask.

Yu Xiaoxiao: I keep saying that I want to help him heal the wound on his face.

Jing Mo pulled Yu Xiaoxiao's sleeve and said, Princess, can you save his life? It doesn't matter to Jing Mo whether Wu Huan's face is pretty or ugly, what Jing Mo cares about is No Huan's life.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and took off the gauze wrapped around Wu Huan's body. Wu Huan had completely festered, and her upper body with no intact skin appeared in front of Yu Xiaoxiao.

Jing Mo said: If this goes on, sooner or later his whole body will fester and die.

Yu Xiaoxiao: He just got slapped?

Jing Mo nodded.

What about that monster?

I was ordered to be burned at the stake by the national teacher.

It's dead, Yu Xiaoxiao said, Have you ever seen that monster's hand?

There's no skin, it's just a pile of red meat, Jing Mo said.

Yu Xiaoxiao put the medical bag she carried with her on the bed, took out a scalpel, sterilized it, and opened a pustule on Wu Huan's body. Large streams of red and yellow pus and blood flowed out of the pustule, and Yu Xiaoxiao could even see Wu Huan's ribs from the opening of the pustule.

Jing Mo said, Princess, can you save him?

Debridement and disinfection, Yu Xiaoxiao said, First do routine treatment, specifically, I'm going to ask the three monsters in my family, since they are all monster friends, they should know what happened to Wuhuan.

Jing Mo said, Shall I ask the doctor to come and help you?

No need, Yu Xiaoxiao said, Wuhuan doesn't want too many people to see his face, does he?

Jing Mo sighed heavily, when the doctor came to see Wu Huan, he always covered Wu Huan's face with a handkerchief. The imperial doctor here used all the best wound medicines for him, but now it seems that they have no effect on his injuries.

Yu Xiaoxiao's novel: His rotten skin can no longer be kept. The necrotic skin must be dealt with as soon as possible. Wu Huan's condition is getting worse. In Yu Xiaoxiao's mind, it should be the doctors who want to treat it as much as possible. It was caused by keeping the skin on Wu Huan's body and not daring to cut off a large piece of skin.

Jing Mo said: The imperial doctor told me that without skin, the national teacher would die faster.

Yu Xiaoxiao also sighed, in a world where infection is powerless, both patients and doctors are tragic. Obviously, the production method of penicillin has been announced to the public, but Yu Xiaoxiao has never heard of any country that has produced penicillin, let alone imported antibiotics.

Prepare hot water, Yu Xiaoxiao said to Jing Mo, I'll do a debridement for Wuhuan first.

Jing Mo nodded, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

Yu Xiaoxiao sat in front of Wuhuan's bed, listening to Jing Mo standing in the corridor ordering the guards to bring hot water.

Wuhuan's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, opening a small gap.

Yu Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted in a low voice: Wuhuan?

Master Wuhuan barely opened his eyes, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, moved his lips after a long time, and looked at the shape of his mouth, he was calling for the princess.

Yu Xiaoxiao's novel: If you can't speak, don't say anything, Wuhuan, don't be afraid, I'm here, and I'll heal your wounds.

Guoshi Wuhuan closed his eyes again, opened them suddenly after a while, and said to Yu Xiaoxiao angrily, Mo Wen's artifact to control the son-in-law is a copper bell.

Yu Xiaoxiao took out a string of wind chimes from her belt, and said to Wu Huan, Is this the one?

Wu Huan was in pain even breathing right now, but after seeing clearly the two small copper bells strung between the wind chimes, Master Wu Huan still trembled slightly, and said in astonishment, Why, how come?

Yu Xiaoxiao's novel: It's a long story to talk about this bad thing.

Princess? Gu Xinglang's voice came from outside the door.

Yu Xiaoxiao put the wind chime back into her belt and replied, It's here.

Wu Huan exhausted all her strength, raised her hand to grab Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, and said in a low voice, Don't think about this copper bell, don't let the son-in-law hear its voice, it can't save him.

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