The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

"How is it?" Mo Yuyang asked while handling government affairs in the study.

"Your Highness, it seems that King Luo suddenly became agitated, and there is nothing unusual."

"A sudden rise?" Mo Yuyang didn't believe in any sudden rise. Mo Yuchen had established his mansion for three years, and that place had been vacant. Why did they suddenly start to renovate it?

Mo Yuyang didn't ask any more questions, but waved his hand and asked them to leave.

It seems that we should let that person check it out.

Yue Qing and Dongfang Ji stood in the yard, looking worried. Xia Yanxiang refused to let them into the house, and she was alone in there taking the blood from her heart.

There was no sound in the room, but there was a faint smell of blood.

Yue Qing waited for a long time. No matter how calm he was, he couldn't help it and went forward to push open the door of Xia Yanxiang's room.

What hit me was a strong smell of blood that was blocked by the door.

Xia Yanxiang had already collapsed beside the table, the blood on her chest having soaked half of her clothes.

The bottle on the table is already filled with my heart's blood.

"Girl Yan!" Yue Qing exclaimed, and pressed two acupuncture points on Xia Yanxiang to try to stop the bleeding, then quickly called Dongfang Ji over, "Old man! Come here quickly!*

Dongfang Ji ran in quickly and saw Yue Qing supporting Xia Yanxiang: "How is Yan girl?"

"You take the blood to the General's Mansion first. I'll take care of Yan-chan!" Yue Qing quickly arranged the rest of the matter. "Li-chan will be guarding outside. You call her in. And Jiang-chan, have him guard outside."

"Okay!" Dongfang Ji immediately took the bottle on the table and went out.

Yue Qing had just helped Xia Yanxiang up when Li Guan came in. Seeing this scene, his eyes immediately became red.

"Li girl, help Yan girl to the next room first and stop her bleeding." Yue Qing knew that Li Guan was concerned about Xia Yanxiang. Naturally, she felt even more concerned about her because Xia Yanxiang was the girl she loved since childhood.

"Okay!" Li Guan held back his tears and stepped forward to help Yue Qing support Xia Yanxiang.

After helping Xia Yanxiang to the next room, Li Guan turned around to get hot water.

Yue Qing stayed in the room to stop Xia Yanxiang's bleeding.

Yue Qing took the scissors prepared nearby and quickly cut open Xia Yanxiang's shirt, revealing the place where the blood was gushing out, and wiped it hastily with a handkerchief.

Li Guan brought some hot water and then started to prepare some hot towels for Yue Qing.

Yue Qing carefully checked the condition of Xia Yanxiang's wound, and then began to disinfect the needle.

"Li girl, you go out and wait first!" Yue Qing said without turning her head.

"Master's wife! I won't!" Although Li Guan was scared and tears were already on her face, she didn't want to leave. She was so afraid that Xia Yanxiang would just disappear like this.

"Be obedient! Go find Jiang'er and wait outside!" Yue Qing said again without any doubt.

Even Yue Qing himself was not sure whether he could save Xia Yanxiang. If she was locked up here, if something went wrong, the possibility of Xia Yanxiang's survival would be even smaller.

Li Guan wiped the tears from his face and turned to leave.

Xia Yanxiang had already developed a high fever, and she kept muttering, "Brother..."

Yue Qing didn't hear clearly what Xia Yanxiang was saying. She was sweating profusely. She steadied her hands and quickly prepared to sew.

Worried that Xia Yanxiang would bite her tongue, Yue Qing had to give her some Ma Fei San first, fixed Xia Yanxiang with some cloth strips, and also prepared a bite pillow in advance.

"Hmm!" Xia Yanxiang groaned as the stitching began. Sweat continued to ooze out of her forehead. Her two hands tightly grasped the quilt under her body. Purple veins could be seen on her fair hands, and her hands were even shaking.

Not to mention Xia Yanxiang, even Yue Qing's hands were shaking.

This was not the first time Yue Qing had to sew stitches for someone close to her. Back then on the battlefield, she didn't even blink when she sewed stitches for Dongfang Xujiang. She didn't know why, but this time she was so nervous.

Dongfang Xujiang, who had been guarding outside the two doors, pursed his lips. He knew that Dongfang Ji had already rushed to the general's mansion to deliver medicine, so he naturally knew how dangerous Xia Yanxiang was now.

"Why did you come out?" Seeing Li Guan coming out, Dongfang Xujiang clenched the sword in his hand - it was the sword Xia Yanxiang gave him last time, "How is Sister Yanxiang?"

Li Guan had kept her head down, but when she heard Dongfang Xujiang's question, she couldn't help but shed tears again. She raised her red eyes and looked at Dongfang Xujiang, unable to utter a word.

Dongfang Xujiang's heart tightened: "What's wrong? Is sister Yanxiang not well?"

Li Guan shook his head and still said nothing, but wiped his tears with the back of his hand embarrassedly.

"Why don't you say something?" He was so anxious! His parents wouldn't let him in!

Li Guan suppressed the sob in his throat and said, "Master's wife is stitching A-Yan up."

Dongfang Xujiang and Li Guan, who have been to the battlefield, know how painful stitches are. Even though they practice martial arts, they still have a deep impression of stitches.

"I'm just scared!" Li Guan couldn't help it, his voice began to tremble, and tears kept falling.

Dongfang Xujiang's Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't say anything.

He is also afraid.

I hope that God will keep sister Yanxiang safe.