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inside the house.

Du Xuan's shirt was taken off, and he lay on the couch with a face as pale as paper, as if he would die in the next moment. There were several wounds on his body that kept bleeding. The most serious injury was the arrow wound on his left shoulder. The arrow had penetrated into the bone, causing excruciating pain.

The doctor was wiping the oozing blood with a serious expression.

Fan Hua stood aside with a heavy heart, staring closely at the doctor's movements, with worry revealed between his brows.

However, Li Muci's mind was not here. He carefully looked at the crossbow in his hand, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no damage to the crossbow.

Soon, the doctor's hand slowly grabbed the arrow feather and began to pull out the arrow with force. Du Xuan's eyebrows twisted in pain. Although he was not conscious, the piercing pain in his body made him grit his teeth. As the arrow feather was gradually pulled out of his body, the veins on Du Xuan's forehead bulged.

The moment the arrow was pulled out, the arrowhead only cut off a tiny bit of flesh. He groaned, and then his whole body seemed to be relieved. His body gradually relaxed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The doctor was distressed when he saw that Du Xuan already had many scars on his body, and now had new wounds on top of the old ones.

He was extremely careful when applying medicine and bandaging Du Xuan's wound. Du Xuan's upper body was bandaged tightly like a mummy. When he finished bandaging, his forehead was covered with sweat.

"How is he?" Fan Hua asked worriedly.

The doctor stood up from the bed and replied, "If he had been a step later, I'm afraid there would be no way to save him. Fortunately, he is a strong martial artist, and with the timely treatment, his life is no longer in danger. He must not use force for more than a month and must rest more."

Hearing this, Fan Hua's tense nerves relaxed slightly. He had been in a state of extreme anxiety and worry. Now that he relaxed, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and staggered and fell.

Li Muci, who was standing next to Yu Fanhua, quickly supported him and helped him sit on the chair.

Li Muci looked at Fan Hua and saw that his eyes were distracted and several wounds on his body were not treated. He immediately teased: "You don't even treat your own injuries, but just worry about others. Are you waiting to die? This seems to be a good idea. I can be with the fairy girl."

Fan Hua raised his head and glanced at Li Muci, his eyes full of warning, "Since you saved us today, I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said, and there won't be a next time."

Li Muci has never been better than Fan Hua in verbal skills. Today, he has found a chance to tease him, and he must seize the opportunity.

Li Muci turned a deaf ear to his threat, smiled slightly and said: "Looking at your appearance, you may not be my opponent."

Then he turned his eyes and said to the doctor: "Uncle Song, you should treat him quickly. If he dies, the fairy will be very sad."

Upon hearing this, Fan Hua didn't want to waste any more words on him, so he just gave him a gritted smile to express what he felt at the moment.

Seeing this, Li Muci felt refreshed. He had won the verbal battle today.

The doctor felt Fan Hua's pulse and his face changed. "Your pulse is dull, your qi and blood are deficient, your internal breath is disordered, in addition to the skin injuries, you also have serious internal injuries. I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat."

When Fan Hua heard this, he did not look surprised, as he already knew his physical condition.

Li Muci's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he heard Fan Hua calmly say: "Doctor, just heal my flesh wounds. As for my internal injuries, I have prepared elixirs that can heal my injuries."

The doctor was delighted when he heard this. "That's good."

After saying that, Fan Hua took off his clothes, revealing his solid and broad chest.

The moment the clothes were taken off, Li Muci's eyes fell on Fan Hua and his face was stunned.

There are several scars of varying depths on Fan Hua's back and chest, which record his past.

Uncle Song first cleaned the knife wounds on Fanhua's body, and then removed the arrowhead that was left on his arm.

Li Muci watched the whole process of Fan Hua, enduring the pain and keeping silent, and couldn't help but sigh that Fan Hua was a ruthless person.

Uncle Song was interested in the elixir that could heal Fan Hua's internal injuries, so after treating his wounds, he asked him directly: "Sir, can you show me the elixir you mentioned?"

Fan Hua hesitated for a moment, but still agreed to Uncle Li's request and took out a small medicine jar from his arms and handed it to him.

After Uncle Song took it, he opened the lid and sniffed it for a while. When he smelled the fragrance of the medicine, his eyes lit up and said, "This medicine is wonderful. May I ask who made this medicine? If there is a chance, I would like to meet that fellow disciple."

Uncle Song is the court physician of the Yunbo Marquis Mansion. He has served the Yunbo Marquis Mansion for many years and is a loyal protector of his master. That's why Li Muci felt at ease to leave Fan Hua to him for treatment.

But he was obsessed with medicine, and always liked to have spiritual exchanges with his fellow disciples. Li Muci was afraid that he would ask endless questions, so before Fan Hua could say anything, he heard Li Muci speak.

"Uncle Song, he is seriously injured and needs to rest. You should put your medical research aside for another day."

Uncle Song thought what he said made sense and suppressed his anxiety. He said, "Then I won't disturb your rest." After saying this, he took the medicine box and left.

As soon as Uncle Song left, Li Muci picked up his crossbow and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fan Hua.

"Where are you going?"

"What do you care about me?" Li Muci said unhappily.

Fan Hua remembered that Li Muci had just hurriedly snatched the crossbow from his hand. It was obvious that he didn't want Li Zhi to see it. Maybe he took something he shouldn't have.

After Fan Hua had this idea, he asked, "Li Muci, is it okay for me to borrow the bow and arrows and thunderbolts in the wooden box?"

Li Muci looked up at him and said helplessly, "So what if it's inappropriate? You've already used it up."

There was a lot of resentment in Li Muci's tone. He was not stingy, but those things were his aunt's favorite things, and his father kept them in a box. Seeing the things reminded him of her. If he knew that these things were stolen by Fan Hua, he would probably be furious and might even drive them away.

Seeing this, Fan Hua didn't know how to respond for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Whose things are in the wooden box?"

Li Muci was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "My aunt's"

Fan Hua seemed to be touched by what he said, and continued to ask: "Is your aunt the woman in the portrait?"

Li Muci heard this and nodded blankly: "Yeah"

"Who is your aunt?"

"She is Princess Yiran..."

Princess Yiran! Fan Hua's eyes froze for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared between his brows.

No wonder after he saw the portrait, those long-forgotten fragmented images emerged in his mind, giving him a vague sense of familiarity.

He once thought that the woman in the portrait must have some connection with himself.

Unexpectedly, the person in the portrait was actually his mother.

Fan Hua glanced at Li Muci. He didn't expect that the love rival who usually disliked him had suddenly become his cousin.

Li Muci realized later that something was wrong. Fan Hua was suddenly so interested in his affairs, and asked directly, "Why are you asking these questions?"

At this time, Fan Hua was staring at him thoughtfully, with a rather strange look in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me? Are you jealous of my handsome appearance?"

Seeing this, Fan Hua's eyes flashed with disdain: Why do I dislike him more and more? It would be better if I didn't know about that relationship.

Fanhua Fanhua came back to his senses and did not reply, but said directly: "I can explain to your father."

However, Li Muci did not appreciate it. He waved his hand and said, "You are an injured person, just rest here and recover. I will take care of it myself."

Li Muci walked away without looking back. Fan Hua suddenly remembered something and shouted at his back, "Please prepare a clean set of clothes for Mian Mian."

Li Muci paused, but did not look back. He just threw down three words, "Got it," and then strode out.

After Li Muci put the crossbow back to its original place, he went straight to the main hall. Seeing a few thugs cleaning the yard on the way, he waved his hand and called one of them over.

"Go prepare a piece of women's clothing."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

As soon as Li Muci entered the room, he saw Li Zhi sitting there drinking tea, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

Li Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said calmly, "Here I come."

When Li Muci met Li Zhi's gaze, he instantly became intimidated and stood there with his head lowered, "Dad..."

Seeing Li Muci alone, Li Zhi seemed a little disappointed and asked, "Are you alone?"

Li Muci looked confused, "Hmm, hm? Who else does Dad want to come?"

Li Zhi didn't say anything. After putting down the teacup, he glanced at the chair on the side and gestured, "Sit down and talk."

Li Muci smiled when he heard that, "Okay." But before he sat down, he heard Li Zhi say with an unclear expression, "I went to the secret room just now and found that the thunderbolt in the secret room disappeared. I also heard that someone in Yunxiang used the thunderbolt not long ago. If I'm not mistaken, Fan Hua came from that direction."

Li Muci's smile disappeared instantly. He originally wanted to fool his father by saying that he took the things out to play with on a whim, but the meaning of Li Zhi's words was already very clear. He seemed to have guessed that the things were taken away by Fan Hua.

Li Muci immediately knelt down and said, "Dad, I know that you have been collecting things that aunt loves for many years and not letting others touch them. In fact, you want to keep a thought, but the situation was urgent at the time, so I lent the things to Fanhua. I am willing to be punished."

Li Zhi's face suddenly became serious. "You can borrow other things from others, but the Thunderbolt is related to the survival of our clan, how can I borrow it from others?"

Li Muci was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. For a moment he didn't know how to react.