Hilarious and unscrupulous concubine: My princess loves money too much

"Luoluo, don't be afraid, I'm here with you, your arrow wound is not serious, it won't be life-threatening, the imperial doctor is here, pull out the arrow and it won't hurt soon, good boy!"

Xiao Luo held Jin Luoluo's palm with both hands to give her strength, and comforted her softly.

Avoid her being too emotional, and it will be more painful to touch the wound.

But Jin Luoluo is still very nervous: "But why do I feel so much pain? There is no anti-inflammatory drug here, so the arrow will definitely not be clean. Will I get tetanus or some kind of bacterial infection? Huh~~~ like this It's wrong to die... Ah, I don't want to die."

The reason why those sword wounds of the ancients were fatal was that they could not be thoroughly disinfected and anti-inflammatory. [

In this era without antibiotics, it is possible to die even if you cut your hands.

She's dead, and now the arrow is still stuck in the flesh, if she gets a tetanus, don't expect to be saved.

The manager of the palace on the side just wanted to complain: How can a seriously injured person talk so much nonsense like you, he would have passed out long ago, if you could die with such a small injury, basically few soldiers who went to the battlefield would come back alive!

Xiao Luo gently wiped her tears: "No, Luoluo, don't scare yourself, I found you a military doctor on the battlefield, who has decades of experience in treating knife wounds. How many people have been saved. So you can rest assured."

"But I think I've come back to life a little bit. People who are injured are too painful to speak. I still talk so much, have I come back to life?"

Shouldn't it really be a flashback!

Woohoo, it's dead.

The steward of the palace was speechless: It is a miracle that a person who has returned to the light can still be as noisy as you.

Xiao Luo also had to lament that her imagination was too rich: "Luoluo, what are you talking about, have you experienced flashbacks? Nonsense, please be quiet, you are so excited, the wound is bleeding again, don't speak gone."

Xiao Luo gently put his hand on her mouth, not allowing her to speak nonsense.

"Look at me well, I will be by your side to accompany you, don't be afraid, I will definitely not put you in danger, you have to trust me to know?"

Xiao Luo lowered his head and kissed her teardrop eyelashes.

Jin Luoluo felt warm in her heart, and the pain on her shoulder seemed to have eased a bit.