It was the season when people dressed thickly. Feng Linyuan was in poor health and thus wore even more clothes than ordinary people. Liufeng's claws penetrated through layers of clothes and left wounds so deep that the bones were visible.
To make matters worse, the thick blood had coagulated at the torn part of the wound due to the low temperature. However, it kept splitting open and bleeding again because of his several movements just now, causing the flesh to stick tightly to the threads of his clothes.
Even if the doctor came to apply medicine, he would have to separate the wound on Feng Linyuan's back from the threads of his clothes first.
Bai Zheng looked at Feng Linyuan, whose face was pale. Biting her lips, she said, "Let me take off the clothes on the marquis's back first. It will be easier for the doctor to apply medicine when he comes."
Feng Linyuan was taken aback. Although he knew there should be a proper distance between men and women, he wasn't the kind of person who would care about such so - called external things as reputation. So he nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Miss Bai."
Bai Zheng's hand had already grasped the clothes on Feng Linyuan's back. She said softly, "Marquis, please bear with it."
As Feng Linyuan nodded, a strange tactile sensation came from his back.
It was soft and cool. The coolness wasn't icy at all. Instead, it was like the gentle breeze in summer. It made a strange feeling well up in Feng Linyuan's heart, as if something was tickling him gently, making him feel a bit itchy.
He turned his head slightly and sized up Bai Zheng behind him from the corner of his eye.
Her fair cheeks were stained with the pulp that had splashed on just now. The bangs on her forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to one side. She looked extremely embarrassed.
However, her eyes were extremely focused and calm. Her black - and - white eyes were full of seriousness, and a flash of pity and apology would show in them the moment the blood gushed out.
Bai Zheng gently pried open the part where the threads were stuck to the flesh. The cotton wool in the cotton - padded inner garment was stuck most tightly. Bai Zheng tried to slow down her movements as much as possible, but still tore off a layer of skin. Immediately, the blood gushed out.
"I don't feel pain," Feng Linyuan said softly. His voice was as gentle as ever, full of the power to soothe people.
Bai Zheng looked up and met Feng Linyuan's gaze. She blinked her eyes and gave an apologetic smile.
How could he not feel pain?
Separating the layers of clothes meant that these wounds were being lifted up again and again. Although Bai Zheng had been very careful, the threads were of excellent quality, fine and soft, and stuck tightly to the flesh.
Some of them were even stuck close to the bones.
He didn't utter a single sound while having these threads torn off without any anesthetic, and even had the leisure to comfort her by saying "I don't feel pain"?
Moreover, through the gradually torn cracks in his clothes, Bai Zheng clearly saw that Feng Linyuan's back was covered with scars.
For some reason, looking at these hideous scars, a feeling of sourness welled up in Bai Zheng's heart.
What kind of past had this man in front of her experienced?
"Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan!" A voice full of anxiety broke the silence in the room. A magnificent figure rushed in like the wind. By the time Bai Zheng saw clearly, Song Yiqing had already come to them.
"How are you? Why did Liufeng scratch you?" Song Yiqing asked, with a tremor in his voice.
Bai Zheng had no time to care about him and just concentrated on separating the threads.
Feng Linyuan gave a faint smile: "I'm fine. Miss Bai is already helping me treat the wound."
Song Yiqing quickly walked to Bai Zheng's side, leaned over to take a look at Feng Linyuan's wound, and paced back and forth anxiously: "Why are the wounds so deep! Why hasn't Uncle Zhu come yet? What is Mo Li doing!"
Just as Bai Zheng finally peeled off the last thread, a black - clothed man landed from the sky with an old man with white hair and beard in his arms.
When the old man saw Feng Linyuan's appearance, his beard immediately stood up in anger. He scolded: "Stinky boy, who allowed you to go out and wander around? Do you think your body can stand such nonsense?"
Feng Linyuan smiled sheepishly: "I'm still okay..."
As soon as Liufeng saw Uncle Zhu, it quickly hid behind Song Yiqing.
"Where is that brute Liufeng! I've really raised a white - eyed wolf for nothing!" Uncle Zhu was obviously very angry. Although he was scolding non - stop, his hands didn't stop. He quickly checked the wound on Feng Linyuan's back.
"How is the injury?" Song Yiqing stepped forward and asked.
But Uncle Zhu bypassed him. His gaze stopped on Bai Zheng's fingertips stained with blood from peeling the threads. There was an appreciative look in his eyes: "Girl, you've treated this wound very well. An old man like me with dim eyes might not be able to handle it as cleanly as you."
Hearing Uncle Zhu's words, Bai Zheng let out a sigh of relief: "This is what I should do."
Uncle Zhu nodded approvingly. He picked up the scissors in the medicine box and cut a big hole in the clothes on Feng Linyuan's back without hesitation. Then he found a black medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine on Feng Linyuan's wound.
Everyone in the room held their breaths and stood aside, not daring to make a sound.
Bai Zheng stared closely at Feng Linyuan's expression. Suddenly, she saw his originally pale lips gradually turn purple - black!
Uncle Zhu, who had just finished sprinkling the medicine and was about to bandage the wound, also changed his expression greatly and said, "No good!"
Song Yiqing was shocked: "What's wrong? What's not good?"
Uncle Zhu turned to Bai Zheng sharply with a piercing look in his eyes. He stepped forward quickly and grabbed her hand. Bai Zheng was confused and also worried about Feng Linyuan's situation, so she didn't dare to move. She just asked, "Is there something wrong with my hand?"
Uncle Zhu ignored everyone's doubts. After checking her hand, he ignored her and walked straight to Liufeng. He grabbed Liufeng's paw and carefully examined it.
This time, the more Uncle Zhu looked, the uglier his face became.
A strong sense of uneasiness began to well up in Bai Zheng's heart.
"Someone smeared a layer of purple capsule fruit on Liufeng's claws!" Uncle Zhu's face was extremely ugly.
"What is the purple capsule fruit?"
"The purple capsule fruit is colorless and odorless. It doesn't cause any harm to the human body alone. But if it is combined with the hemostatic powder, it will become a highly poisonous substance!"
As if to confirm Uncle Zhu's words, Feng Linyuan covered his chest, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and slowly fell down.
"Lin Yuan!" Song Yiqing shouted. He pushed Bai Zheng, who was about to step forward to support Feng Linyuan, away. Looking completely at a loss, he said, "Uncle Zhu, think of a way quickly!"
Uncle Zhu quickly rummaged through the medicine box and found a white medicine bottle. He poured out three pills and fed them to Feng Linyuan.
Bai Zheng stood aside. Seeing the purple - black color on Feng Linyuan's lips gradually fade away, she finally let go of her tightly - held heart.
But Uncle Zhu still frowned tightly: "This medicine can only barely control the poison in his body and prevent it from breaking out immediately. But if we can't find the antidote within three days, then..."
The consequence of not finding the antidote was self - evident.
Bai Zheng knew very well that if it weren't for Feng Linyuan, the person lying on the bed now would be herself.
Who on earth was it that smeared the purple capsule fruit on Liufeng's claws?