After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Quick, go get a doctor, they're not dead yet!"

A long time passed, and the sky began to turn pale. A temporary ward was set up in a corner of Li Shiliu's yard.

An old doctor with a half-white beard led two young apprentices to work for a long time before they stopped to rest.

“How is the situation?

Doctor, can those two maids still be saved?" Li Shiliu, with a heavy face, saw the old doctor coming out and hurriedly went forward to ask.

"My Lord, I am ashamed!

My medical skills are limited and I really can’t do anything.

The maid who was more seriously injured had ruptured abdominal organs and was bleeding profusely. Although I have tried my best, I am afraid she will not be able to survive the night.

As for the other maid whose injuries were less serious, she was luckier and her internal organs were not damaged, so she was able to survive.

However, her injuries were also extremely serious, especially her left leg, which had broken bones. Even though her life was not in danger, she would have difficulty walking normally in the future.

In addition, her face was also whipped with a barbed whip, and a lot of skin and flesh were whipped off...

Poor these two young girls!

One died at a young age, and the other survived by chance, but suffered a heavy blow of disfigurement and leg disability...

We still need to pay more attention in the next two days. As long as the injuries of the injured person no longer cause high fever within three days, their lives can be guaranteed to be out of danger.

For dressings on external injuries, be sure to change them promptly every day to prevent the injury from worsening.

I leave a prescription here for the injured person. If the high fever lasts for more than a day, let her take this medicine immediately."

The old doctor stroked his beard and answered with a look of regret and sorrow on his face, then bowed and said goodbye to Li Shiliu.

“Thank you, sir.

Feicui, go and see the doctor off."

Feicui led the old doctor and his party away quietly without disturbing anyone in Duke Yue's mansion.

"Pearl, please arrange for two attentive maids to come and take care of this place.

Especially the girl with the broken leg, be careful and make sure she is safe."

Pearl nodded to show that she understood.

Although her face was full of fatigue, Li Shiliu still tried to cheer herself up, lifted the door curtain, and walked into the room on her own initiative.

The room had obviously been cleaned, but the unpleasant smell of blood still lingered.

Li Shiliu, without changing her expression, first glanced at the maid with a broken leg. She was still sleeping quietly, seemingly unaware of anything in the outside world.

Li Shiliu's gaze did not linger on her for too long, but quickly turned to another maid who was dying.

The maid looked very young, only about fourteen or fifteen years old. Although her face was pretty, her dry yellow hair, dark yellow skin and thin body all told of the fact that she came from a poor family.

At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were weakly open, as if waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Perhaps it was a last burst of energy, the poor maid asked in a very weak voice: "Princess, am I dying?"

A trace of pity welled up in Li Shiliu's heart. She couldn't help but sigh slightly, then took the initiative to walk to the bed and sit down.

"Don't let your mind wander and just rest." Li Shiliu consoled him softly.

The maid was obviously a little surprised and frightened by Li Shiliu's closeness. She looked at Li Shiliu uneasily, with an indescribable gratitude and dependence in her eyes. Although she tried to struggle to sit up, all her efforts were in vain due to her severe injuries.

"Don't force yourself to get up. It's more important to take care of your injuries first." Li Shiliu gently reminded again.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"Slave, slave wants..."