Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

The imperial doctor was almost dragged here, and when he finally arrived, he was out of breath, wishing he could collapse on the ground immediately.

Even so, when the imperial doctor saw the scars on Murong Qi's back, he ignored his shock and said, "Such a deep wound?!"

Standing beside Murong Qi, Si Jin couldn't help asking: "In this situation, how deep was the wound before?"

The imperial doctor frowned, observed Murong Qi's wound carefully, and said after a long time: "I think it must be half a finger deep."

After speaking, the imperial doctor shook his hands and pulled the cloth attached to the wound.

After Murong Qi's back was injured, he didn't treat it in time, the blood from the wound coagulated quickly, and at the same time, the cloth near the wound was also adhered to it.

When dealing with wounds, it is necessary to clean up the sundries around the wound, otherwise it is easy to cause infection.

The ancients did not understand the modern concept of infection, but they also had their own treatment system. They knew that the adhesion of the cloth and wound at the wound was not good for wound healing, and it needed to be cleaned as soon as possible.

It was just that at least one day and one night had passed since Murong Qi was injured, the cloth near the wound was almost integrated with the blood scab, it was difficult to clean this cloth without affecting the wound.

To tear the cloth, the wound must be torn again.

Thinking of this, the imperial physician's already trembling hands became even more unsteady.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but the injured person was Murong Qi, and it was such a serious injury, if he was not careful, he would definitely be overwhelmed and walk around.

Si Jin frowned watching the imperial doctor's movements, and took a step forward to stand beside the imperial doctor: "I'll do it."

The imperial doctor took a step back cautiously: "This will trouble Mr. Si, Mr. Si, please proceed carefully."

Si Jin nodded, asked a guard not far away for a dagger, and cut Murong Qi's cloth first, to avoid the influence of the blood-stained cloth on the wound.

The dagger was very sharp, and with just two random strikes, the fabric on both sides had already been cut.

This is only the first step, and it is also the easiest step. Dealing with the fabric that adheres to the wound is the most important and difficult step.

Si Jin frowned, thinking about where to start first.

Murong Qi sat with his back to Si Jin, felt his hesitation, and only smiled slightly: "It's just a few pieces of flesh, Aiqing can do whatever she wants, if you cut it, it will grow back sooner or later."

Si Jin said with a sullen face, "Shut up!"

As soon as he finished his words, the imperial doctor next to him suddenly staggered, but fortunately he held on to the wall of the thatched hut, so he didn't fall down.

Si Jin looked up at him: "Doctor Zhao is tired?"

"No no no, I'm not tired." The imperial doctor stammered, his eyes couldn't help falling on Murong Qi, seeing that he still had a smile on his face, he wondered if he had tinnitus just now.

He carefully grasped the wood on the thatched house, and carefully looked at the two people in front of him.

Lord Si is still that Lord Si, and the emperor is still the emperor.

But he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this relationship.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Everyone knows that the emperor has a bad temper, and no one dares to say harsh words to the emperor on weekdays, let alone words like "shut up".

But after Mr. Si finished speaking, the emperor was not only not angry, but also very happy.

The imperial doctor remembered the rumors in the womb these days.

No... Mr. Si has already lived in Qiwu Palace, so it must not be a rumor.

It seems that there is one more master in the palace.

Si Jin didn't know that the imperial doctor had made up his mind a lot. After holding the dagger for a while, he looked at the guard not far away: "Can I light a fire?"

The guard nodded in agreement, but still couldn't help asking: "I've only seen golden needles go too far, but is it okay to go too far with a dagger?"

"Naturally," Si Jin nodded, "High temperature can sterilize and coagulate blood. The emperor's wound is too large. If the cloth is cut directly from the scab, it will inevitably cause the wound to crack. If the dagger is overheated, it can prevent the wound from bleeding. "

"So that's the case, Mr. Si is worthy of being the number one scholar in the new department, and he is really well-informed." The guard praised earnestly.

Si Jin smiled and said nothing.

In terms of ability, it is not certain who is stronger or weaker between him and the original owner.

There is a specialization in art, and the original master's high school champion, his attainments in ancient prose are definitely far beyond others.

However, he has received nine-year compulsory education since he was a child, and he has studied Chinese, mathematics, English, physics and chemistry, and the knowledge points he has illuminated are completely different from those of the original owner.

Let him take part in the imperial examination, let alone the number one scholar. After the article is written, everyone will think that his position is bought.

But if the original owner were to go to modern times to take the college entrance examination, his eyes would be smeared, and he wouldn't even be able to answer multiple choice questions.

Thinking of this, Si Jin suddenly thought that the system didn't seem to come out for a while.

He frowned slightly, always feeling that the system was doing something.

I want to ask, but feel that it is not suitable to talk to the system at this time, so I can only suppress the thought for the time being, and ask when I have time later.

Si Jin restrained her mind, focused on the wound on Murong Qi's back, and carefully thought about where to deal with the wound.

The guards burned the fire very quickly, and the fire was finished in a short while. The fire quickly rose, and the faces of the people standing by the fire were flushed.

In order to make the dagger more effective, Murong Qi moved his position from the thatched cottage to the fire.

Si Jin put all her heart on Murong Qi's body, carefully disinfected the dagger, and then peeled off the cloth on Murong Qi's back that was solidified with blood scabs little by little.

The red-hot dagger can indeed play a role in blood coagulation, but it is necessary to grasp the scale. If the scale is not well grasped, it will not only fail to achieve the effect, but may also cause burns.

Si Jin's actions are more cautious than ever before, his idea is very simple, he just hopes that his every move will not bring Murong Qi a second injury.

The current season is a bit hot, and besides the fire, after a while, Si Jin began to sweat on his forehead, even more sweat than when he went up the cliff before, but he didn't care about his situation at all , I just hope that the injury on Murong Qi's back can be dealt with as soon as possible.

After about ten minutes, he finally completely peeled off the cloth covering Murong Qi's wound, and the scabbed wound did not bleed an extra drop of blood.

"How?" Si Jin asked.

"It's a little warm, but there's no pain at all." Murong Qi said seriously, never expecting Si Jin to have such ability.

The imperial doctor came over and looked at Murong Qi's wound and was also very surprised: "As expected of Mr. Si."

"There's really no bloodshed?" The guards were full of surprise, looking at Si Jin with completely different eyes from before.

"Doctor Zhao, deal with the wound quickly." Si Jin said hoarsely.

In order to deal with the wound on Murong Qi's back before, his nerves were tense all the time. After finally dealing with it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he feel that his whole body was soaked in sweat.

The imperial doctor carefully treated Murong Qi's wound, mainly sprinkled some medicines that are effective in healing the wound, and then wrapped the wound with cotton gauze to prevent the wound from being infected.

The guards are struggling to put out the fire.

Si Jin stood aside, a gust of wind blew by, and the sweat all over his body brought a lot of coolness to his body, so that he suddenly shivered.

"Ahh-!"

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Murong Qi making a movement, and quickly reached out to stop him: "It's all right, I won't catch a cold, it's just a sneeze, there's nothing wrong with it."

Murong Qi frowned, but still listened to Si Jin's words and didn't get up, but turned his head and ordered: "Take care of the wound quickly, and return to the palace immediately after the wound is treated."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Doctor Zhao speeded up his movements, and had a deeper understanding of Si Jin's status in his heart.

After all, Murong Qi's wound had scabbed over, after removing that layer of blood scab cloth, the remaining blood scab didn't need to be dealt with again.

All Doctor Zhao had to do was to simply apply medicine and bandage, and the bandage was completed in a short time.

The carriage had already been prepared, and after Murong Qi's wound was treated, everyone took care of it briefly and then set off to return to the palace.

Si Jin accompanied Murong Qi in the carriage, always paying attention not to let the wound on his back hit the carriage wall, and observing Murong Qi's condition from time to time.

After a few times, Murong Qi directly pulled Si Jin to sit in front of him: "I order you, don't look at me any more, wouldn't you like to look at me more?"

Si Jin: ...Why are you here again?

He had no choice but to say solemnly: "The back and the face are both part of the emperor, there is no difference between looking at the back and looking at the face."

Perhaps it was because Si Jin's face was too serious, Murong Qi looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said with a light smile: "What Ai Qing means is that you like me, everything about him?"

Si Jin looked at him in bewilderment, never expecting that there was such an explanation for the reason she randomly found.

Murong Qi's expression returned to normal, he took Si Jin's hand and pulled him into his arms.

"If one day you are willing to stay for me, then I will be truly satisfied."

Si Jin closed her eyes.

He knew exactly what Murong Qi's words meant.

stay.

These three words are easy to say, but not easy to do. To achieve this, it is a real dilemma for him.

For him, staying here means that he will never return to modern times and never take revenge.

His home is not that indifferent place, but the entire modern society, which is the place he has been familiar with since he was a child.

And here, in the final analysis, he is just an outsider, without any sense of belonging to this world.

Thinking of this, he grabbed Murong Qi's clothes.

This is the only exception, and the only sense of belonging.

does it worth?

[Task: Murong Qi loses the throne, task completion: 10]

Si Jin was shocked.

【What's the meaning? 】

……

"Report-"

"Report to the emperor that Prince Ping's son is missing and there is no trace."

Si Jin opened her eyes and came out of Murong Qi's arms.

Murong Qi said with a sullen face: "King Ping has long been beheaded, and the position of King Ping was no longer 12 years ago. Murong Xin disappeared, so I went to find him, otherwise, what use are you?"

"The emperor forgives the crime, and the subordinates will definitely do their best."

Si Jin had already learned about Murong Xin's disappearance from the system before, but she didn't take it to heart.

Looking at it now, I am afraid that the news of Murong Xin's disappearance is related to his mission.

"It's just a trivial matter, don't worry about it. I spared his life at the beginning, but now he knows the seriousness if he makes trouble again. Unless he is absolutely sure, he will not dare to do anything." Murong Qi said in a low voice, just like Si Jin before, He also didn't take Murong Xin's disappearance to heart.

Si Jin nodded, but wondered where Murong Xin's "extreme" certainty would come from if Murong Xin really had a different intention.

After much deliberation, there is only one answer.

system.