The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

Chapter 161 The Missing Arrow

After the doctor fiddled with it for a while, the wound on Yinzhen's body opened another inch.

However, this also makes arrow extraction less difficult.

After that, the doctor heated up the scissors, held the scissor head with one hand, and used the scissors with the other hand to cut open the meat stuck on the return iron.

During this process, Yinzhen shouted at the top of his lungs, which was not in line with his usual cold and arrogant style. Unfortunately, there is no anesthesia for this surgery, and the pain is unbearable!

"Ahhhh~" The loud rooster crows in the morning, and the whole interior cabin runs.

Fuchaxi stood aside and rubbed his hands dryly, unable to find anything to do.

Yinzhen's face was wrinkled into a bowl of noodles, and the scissors fell on the wound, cutting the flesh abruptly. There is the burn of the scissors and the pain of cutting.

"Ah -" He completely ignored Lord Baylor's image and shouted loudly, as long as it could relieve the pain.

Fu Chaxi was so idle that he had an idea, twisted up a handkerchief and went to the water basin.

He rolled up his sleeves, soaked the handkerchief, picked it up, and wrung out the water.

Then, like a young daughter-in-law serving her husband, he gently placed the handkerchief on Yinzhen's sweating forehead, and bit by bit absorbed the sweat from Yinzhen's forehead, "Master Belle..."

Hey, what the hell is this Fuchaxi doing? Can you find a female slave to do such delicate work?

This guy did this, and Yinzhen felt scared!
However, the doctor was still messing with his wounds, and he had no time to take care of Fuchaxi's nerves.

The sharp instrument penetrated into the wound, and Yinzhen's face was so painful that he began to sweat again. Fuchaxi continued to suck his sweat.

"Ah~" Yinzhen closed his eyes tightly and his mouth tightly. Because the pain from the wound is too painful. He could feel it, where the two ribs were pinching each other.

At this time, the awl in the doctor's hand, a hot awl, was drilling into the center of the two ribs, and then forcefully broke them apart.

Just to open the gap and loosen the arrow stuck in the middle.

Unfortunately, however, the gap opened by hesitation was too large, and the tiny arrow slipped right through.

The doctor was shocked when he saw it.

Yinzhen felt it too.

It seemed like a hard object fell down and pressed against the internal organs inside.

Um...this is extremely scary!

Originally, half of the arrowhead was still outside, but now, the entire arrowhead has fallen inside.

Ah~Yin Zhen calmed down his breathing, originally thinking of scolding the doctor loudly. However, when I think about talking loudly, my internal organs are also vibrating. Will the arrow inside there move around, running deeper and deeper?
Yinzhen closed his mouth and stared at the doctor. The doctor was crouching, and Yinzhen could only see his bare head.

"Doctor, what's wrong with you?" Fu Chaxi noticed that the doctor's hand was frozen and asked quickly.

Doctor: "Uh-huh..."

Fuchasi noticed that the number of arrows on the plate was wrong and asked, "Why are there only five arrows?"

"Didn't you just pull out another one?" Fuchaxi asked.

The doctor's hands holding the tweezers were stiff, and his face was gloomy, as if he was in trouble.

He and Fuchaxi looked at each other for a long time, then calmly swallowed and said, "The arrow fell inside."

"What?" Fuchaxi cried out in horror. He turned back and saw Yinzhen staring.

"Oh, my lord~" Fuchaxi stamped his feet and wailed, "My lord Baylor~"

Then, he turned around, clenched his fist, and hit the doctor's back molar hard: "Yeah--"

"You bastard!" he yelled, "Are you trying to harm my Lord Beile?"

The doctor's mouth was full of broken teeth. With the force given by Fuchaxi, he fell to the ground and knelt down with a plop.

"Lord Beile, please spare your life, Lord Beile, please spare your life..." He cried with tears all over his face.

Fu Chaxi was so angry that he raised his toes again and kicked the doctor in the stomach eighteen times in a row.

"Oh oh oh..." The doctor was so disoriented by this violent blow that he was swaying on the ground, with stars appearing above his head.

Yinzhen was lying on the couch, watching Fuchaxi's crazy venting actions, and was so angry that he almost died on the spot.

How long has it been since this happened? Shouldn’t we take out the arrow inside?
Is he losing his temper here because he thinks he can live for a long time and is killing time?
Finally, the doctor vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth, "Pfft -" and then lay on the ground twitching.

Seeing this, Fuchaxi gave the person a final kick and nailed him to the wall.

"Huh..." He breathed a long sigh of relief, finally letting go of his temper.

Yinzhen lay like a dead thing, his eyes completely frozen. He simply couldn't understand what kind of brain Fuchasi was.

In such a critical moment, this person can still do some insignificant things! ! !
So angry, so angry! Yinzhen shouted angrily in his heart.

As for Fuchaxi, after the fight, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

This seems to be the only doctor on this ship!
So, he immediately ran up, grabbed the doctor who fell on the ground by his collar and pulled him up, "Get up!"

The doctor was already dying. After being tortured by Fu Chaxi, his body seemed to have regained its luster, and he stared at Fu Chaxi with wide eyes.

As for Fuchaxi, when he saw the doctor's "swollen and swollen" eyes that he had beaten, he immediately grasped the last straw and threw the half-dead man in front of Yinzhen with a flick of his hand.

"Bang——" The doctor was hit and his brain was broken again, and he suddenly became confused.

Fu Chaxi walked up, grabbed the doctor's braids, and lifted him up, "Hurry and show Lord Beile. If you can't take out the arrow inside, I'll take the graves of your eighteenth generation ancestors!"

The doctor was so confused that he didn't understand the words that came out of Fuchaxi's mouth.

"Hurry up!" Fuchaxi pulled his braid hard, making the doctor scream.

Yinzhen had already seen something was wrong with the doctor, but he really couldn't speak.

After a while, the screaming doctor stopped and fainted.

Fuchaxi noticed that something was wrong. He grabbed the doctor's braid like a fruit stick and pulled him up to take a look: "What's going on?"

The person had indeed passed out. Fuchaxi reached under the doctor's nose and found that he was still breathing.

damn it!
At this time, Fuchaxi saw a basin filled with water on the side.

He threw the person to the ground, then picked up the basin and poured out all the water.

The water poured all over the doctor's face, and the sleeping man was immediately awakened and reached out to wipe a handful of water.

He stared at the God of Plague in front of him with wide eyes, recalling what had just happened, and immediately kowtowed his head and shouted loudly: "My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare your life..."

"Shut up!" Fuchasi shouted, "Show your tightness to my Lord Beile!"

"This, this, this..." The doctor looked up at Fuchaxi's fierce look and spoke hesitantly.

Seeing his hesitation, Fu Chaxi was furious. He raised his hand and punched the doctor on the back of the head, urging: "Go!"

The doctor was so stunned that he had to stand up tremblingly.

He moved closer to the wound on Yinzhen's stomach. At this time, the cracks on it were glued together, and he couldn't really see what was going on inside.

"Huh-huh..." The doctor took a deep breath and exhaled all the breath, and then calmed down his panicked heart.

After he calmed down, he picked up the awl and scissors from before.

The sharp knives and scissors were aimed at the crack that was glued together, and then they were carefully pulled apart.

Red flesh and blood came into view again, and they were rolling.

It is enough to show the freshness of this life.

The doctor boldly took a blunt instrument and turned over the meat inside...

Ok……

Can't find it, can't find it! The doctor was a little panicked, and sweat appeared on his forehead again.

Fuchaxi stood aside and watched with horror. This was not turning pork!
This is……

He swallowed in horror and turned his head to see that Lord Beile had a blue face.

"Master Beile, are you okay?" Fuchaxi asked with concern. Will it be okay?

Yinzhen could already feel an iron block sliding in his stomach.

It's simply more exciting than having a sword on your neck during a fight.

The doctor searched carefully, and when sweat dripped from his eyebrows, he stopped and said, "I can't find it..."

"What?" Fuchaxi shouted, "You quack, do you want to kill our Lord Baylor?"

"No, no, no..." The doctor quickly shook his head in denial, "I really didn't do it unintentionally!"

"It was really a mistake!" The doctor regretted anxiously. This was Lord Baylor, how could he have the courage to murder him?

"Then what do you think we should do?" Fuchaxi grabbed the doctor's braid and asked sternly, "The arrows are all stuck inside."

"If Mr. Baylor has a bad guy," Fuchasi yelled, "you and the whole boat will have to be buried with you!"

"Coco...but-" The doctor's scalp ached, "I really can't find the arrow!"

"You can't find it. Why are you so stupid that you put the arrow inside!" Fuchaxi's voice was loud and thick, as if a heavy hammer was hitting the wooden board.

His voice echoed throughout the cabin.

"No, no, I didn't mean it!" the doctor said, "I didn't know that the material of the arrow was so good that it slipped in like an ice cube."

"Then tell me," Fuchasi asked, "what will Lord Baylor do now?"

"What to do with the arrows on his body?"

"Are you going to stay in there forever?"

Fuchaxi didn't dare to think about it, what if Lord Baylor was walking around and his haircut suddenly penetrated his internal organs?
"But I can't find it!" said the doctor.

Fuchaxi: “I can’t find it!”

"Then you mean to let the arrow stay in the body?" Fuchasi said, and he pulled the doctor up.

The doctor was immediately in great pain and felt as if his braid was about to be torn off, or in other words, his scalp was about to fall off.

"Kekeke..." he said hurriedly, stumbling, "but if you want to rummage, you have to open the opening wider..."

"That way, the danger is huge!" the doctor said, "the contents inside may overflow!"

"Overflowing..." Fuchaxi thought, wouldn't this picture be like a bowl of noodles being poured out?

"what!"

"No!" Fuchaxi jumped up, pulling the doctor's hair, "You will harm my Lord Baylor!"

"Yes~" the doctor replied. He stretched out a hand and grasped the braid in an attempt to relieve the pain.

However, Fuchaxi pulled hard again, "You have already caused misery to my Lord Baylor!"

"If the things inside can't be taken out, Master Beile will be like a half-dead person..."

So does this!

The doctor can't think of a better way!
If you take it out, you can't take it out, and if you don't take it out, you can't.

"Let me do it~" a female voice said.

Fuchaxi and the doctor turned their heads and looked at each other. There were too many people coming.

They were all stopped outside the door.

It's Zhao Qi and his party, and Qian Lanlan - she is also on this ship!

Rare visitor!

Why did you end up on this ship!
Since the last time we said goodbye, Lord Baylor doesn't seem to have much thought for this woman.

"Kick them all out!" Fuchaxi ordered. At this time, there are still people making trouble. It's not enough of a headache, right?
what?
Driving people away again?
When Zhao Qi heard this, he became angry again.

Okay, he has no chance to add insult to injury.

The soldier in front of him was about to draw his knife and chase them away. Qian Lanlan said quickly: "I can help you take out the arrow."

As soon as Fuchaxi heard this, his mind that had turned away immediately turned around again. He looked at the rotten money, as if looking at the light of hope, and his eyes widened.

"Let her in—" he said.

Hearing this, the first guard at the door took off the two crossed swords, Qian Lanlan crossed the threshold and walked in.

Zhao Qi followed Qian Lanlang, he also wanted to come in.

Of course Fu Chaxi refused to give it and shouted quickly: "Don't let me in a male mosquito!"

What? Male mosquito! !

Zhao Qi was so furious that his eyes were so wide open that he rolled to the ground.

This is an insult!
Outrageous!

"Hmph..." Zhao Qi muttered in a low voice, "When this Lord Baylor stretches out his legs and stares westward... I will..."

Money rotten walked in. Fuchaxi looked her up and down and said, "I know you have some medical skills, but... are you really sure?"

Qian Lanlan looked up at Fu Chaxi and said, "Can't you trust me?"

Fuchaxi kept his mouth shut, so he was naturally half-convinced. After all, Lord Baylor's life was such a big deal, how could he just joke about it.

Qian Lanlan turned his head, stared at the doctor standing aside, pointed at him and said, "Isn't this doctor also hopeless?"

The doctor was caught off guard, his face looked embarrassed and his body stiffened.

"Let's do this," Qian Lanlan said, "open the wound and let me see what's going on first..."

She tilted her head and said to Fuchaxi: "I won't do it anyway, it shouldn't cause any harm..."

"Maybe when I look at it, the arrow will be revealed..." Qian Lanlan encouraged Fu Chaxi.

"Okay!" Fuchaxi said, thinking that maybe the arrow might come out again now.

If you can see it, it's better to ask the doctor to clip out the arrowhead.

"Open the wound..." Fu Chaxi ordered the doctor.

Yinzhen, who was lying stiffly, had an angry face, but no one at the scene noticed his expression.

They just wanted to take out the arrowhead and escape the fate of being buried with him.

Zhao Qi looked like he was watching a good show, but he desperately hoped that Lord Baylor would fall into eternal sleep and never wake up.

As for whether the money is bad or not, if she wants to make a fuss, she can make a big fuss, he can't control it.

When Lord Baylor's situation got worse, he felt comfortable.

The doctor obeyed the instructions, picked up the awl and scissors in his hand again, poked at the glued crack, and then pulled it apart to both sides.

The red flesh and blood rolled again, and Qian Lanlan endured the nausea and moved forward.

Fu Chaxi also looked in together.

Unfortunately, it was still red inside, with no metallic luster visible.

The money was rotten and she couldn't see it, but she thought the arrow was covered by a red substance.

"Make it bigger," Qian Lanlan said. She needed a bigger mouth. "I seem to have seen it..." she lied.

In fact, she really didn't see it.

However, she had already thought of an excellent idea. She had thought of it as early as when she and Zhao Qi were standing outside eavesdropping.

This guy Zhao Qi is full of thoughts of getting rid of the Fourth Master. He is completely brainless. If the Fourth Master were to die, no one on the ship would be able to escape his involvement.

Either kill the Nine Clan or Ling Chi!