Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 152 He Was Wounded (2)

"Xiangsi, what nonsense are you talking about, how dare you offend these officials?" Minghui pushed her, came out to smooth things over with a smile, "A few officials, she talks nonsense..."

"I'm just putting my words here." Xiangsi interrupted Minghui's words, and turned to those yamen servants, "You guys can figure it out."

After finishing speaking, Xiangsi went out, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he heard the voice of the chief yamen servant gnashing his teeth, "Why are you just waiting to be sued by the magistrate? Why don't you untie this prisoner!"

Xiangsi glanced back and walked out again, Long Shangxue was placed in a room outside the grocery room, there happened to be a yamen servant who could take care of him on duty, Doctor Ming asked someone to move a bed, just before Long Shangxue was about to treat his wounds, A yamen servant was roughly tied to his left leg with an iron chain, and the other end was tied to the bed beam.

Xiangsi and Dr. Ming looked at Long Shangxue's ankle that was stretched out of the snow, and the servant sneered at Xiangsi. Master Shangzhifu, I just locked it like this!"

Xiangsi didn't answer his words, and asked Doctor Ming who was sitting in front of the bed, "Doctor Ming, how is his injury?"

"There are some injuries on the hands and feet. Be careful not to get tetanus and you'll be fine. The real serious injury is on his head. He has enough strength to lift such a heavy iron cage cover with his head." Dr. Ming After carefully checking the injury, he couldn't help sighing, stretched out his hand to untie Long Shangxue's prison uniform, and said with some surprise, "His heart has been injured before."

Xiangsi followed his gaze and saw that there was a stitched wound on Long Shangxue's chest, the color was much darker than the skin beside it.

This is the knife that Liu Shaorong stabbed?

"Doctor Ming." Xiaozhen came in with a washbasin, wringed out the handkerchief in her hand, and went to the bed to wash the blood off Long Shangxue's face.

Xiangsi glanced at the blood stains on his hands and feet and said, "Xiaozhen, I will help you."

"Don't, madam, leave it to me, you don't need to be troubled by such trivial matters." Zhao Jing also rushed in at some point, picked up a handkerchief and wrung it wet to wash the blood on Long Shangxue's hands and feet.

(End of this chapter)