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In addition, the wound didn't have any scars at all, instead it was simply treated, and it was obviously new.

What did Dongfang Aoshi do before he came to Xiangfu?

Why is it so serious?

Thinking tenderly and anxiously, her face turned pale.

She wanted to stop the bleeding for Dongfang Aoshi.

But there is no medicine available.

I can only look at it like this.

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"Da da da——" the carriage ran forward vigorously.

Rou Rou sat stiffly, not daring to move, deeply afraid that if he was not careful, he would touch Dong Fang Ao Shi's wound and make him bleed even more.

Heart, hanging there, suffering.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped.

The curtain was lifted.

A nameless anxious face appeared in front of him.

"What the hell is he—" Rourou opened his mouth to ask.

Wuming interrupted hastily, "You must stop the bleeding for the prince. Please go in first, the princess. We will talk about other things later."

Gentle glanced at Dongfang Aoshi, and stopped talking——

Now is really not the time to ask these questions.

Everyone hurriedly carried Dongfang Aoshi into the palace.

Tenderness is the last to get off the carriage.

All the guards' attention was on Dongfang Aoshi, and they had no time to pay attention to gentleness.

At this time, if she wanted to escape, it would not be difficult at all.

However, the gentle feet are completely disobedient.

Not only did he not take this opportunity to leave, but as if he was guided by something, he followed the guards and entered the palace.

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room.

Candlelight flickered.

Dongfang Aoshi was gently placed on the bed, lying on his stomach with his head down.

He has passed out completely, and he can't feel what happened outside.

The imperial doctor and everyone rushed over.

Hot water, clean cloths, and medicine boxes were all brought up in an instant.

The imperial doctor carefully cut Dongfang Aoshi's clothes bit by bit——

The wound, bit by bit, was exposed to the fire.

Seeing the complete wound, Wenrou's face turned pale again, and her body staggered backwards!

She thought that the wound would not be too long.

But the fact is not!

That knife extended directly from Dongfang Aoshi's shoulder to his waist.

If it went any lower, Dongfang Aoshi would probably be split in two!

Gentle looked at the terrible wound, her body began to shake involuntarily, and her legs were weak.

The steward quickly helped her to a chair and sat down, and poured her a glass of warm water.

Gentle took it over, drank a few sips, felt much better, and her body was no longer cold.

The imperial doctor nervously cleaned up Dongfang Aoshi and stitched up the wound.

The shining silver needle, with the gut thread, sewed back and forth on Dongfang Aoshi's back.

Every needle seems to pierce the gentle eyes, stinging.

This picture is too bloody and terrifying, Wen Rou almost dare not look at it, her heart is beating fast, it is startled.

But she didn't want to miss any pictures, so she insisted on watching.

Until the imperial doctor treated Dongfang Aoshi's wound.

"How...how is he?" Wen Rou asked numbly, with a dry voice.