After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

It didn’t matter whether the new bed was delivered tonight or not. She had just placed Luo Junhe on the bed in her space hospital, and the ventilator and electrocardiograph had also been connected.

The man's condition was worse than Ji Yuntang had imagined. When she was helping him change his clothes, her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

The body below the neck was covered with crisscross wounds, some of which were old wounds left on the battlefield, and some were new wounds with the skin and flesh turned inside out. There were also burns of varying areas on the back and legs, and all the wounds had turned black and infected.

The most serious problem was his legs. His leg muscles had atrophied and long-term inactivity had caused sores on his thighs. His underwear was covered in dried blood, a mixture of flesh, feces and urine, and had an indescribable fishy smell.

In his previous life, Ji Yuntang often helped soldiers treat their wounds in the army, but this was the first time he had seen a wound as serious as Luo Junhe's.

There were too many wounds, and it was difficult for her to deal with them.

The festering black rotten flesh had to be cut off with a scalpel, disinfected with iodine, and coated with her special human epidermal factor growth ointment. Ji Yuntang did not dare to turn him over and could only perform the movements with caution.

"Uh, um..." As if it was too painful, the man on the hospital bed let out a painful groan from his throat and his body began to struggle.

Ji Yuntang immediately put down the knife he was using to scrape the rotten meat, and comforted him softly, "Your Highness, Night King, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you."

While sleeping, Luo Junhe dreamed that he was wearing silver armor and killing enemies on the battlefield. There were piles of corpses on the ground, and the blood dyed the earth red. It was like a suffocating hell on earth.

The scene changed, and he found himself in a sea of ​​fire. The raging flames burned his body. He wanted to call for help but no sound came out of his throat.

Collapse, despair, helplessness and pain filled Luo Junhe's heart.

Or just die like this?

Just when he was about to give up struggling, suddenly a pleasant voice broke through the shackles and entered his mind, as gentle and sweet as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Don't be afraid, I'm helping you."

In an instant, all the fire in him was extinguished.

Luo Junhe was shocked. Was he dreaming?

But why does the woman's voice sound so real?

Luo Junhe had had this dream no less than a hundred times, and each time he was burned to death in a sea of ​​fire, or pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows on the battlefield.

No matter how he struggled it was of no avail.

But why did he feel unprecedented relief this time?

Is he really going to die?

When Luo Junhe hesitated, the woman's gentle voice sounded again.

"You won't die as long as I'm here."

Luo Junhe was shocked, and he finally confirmed it at this moment.

This is not a dream!

Someone was really talking in his ear.

Ji Yuntang found that Luo Junhe really calmed down after her comfort, and she continued to whisper in his ear.

"Relax, don't be nervous, I'm your princess, I won't hurt you."

His princess?

Did he marry again?

But he is no different from a useless person now, why do they still want him to get married and harm other people's girls?

Luo Junhe was in a complicated mood.

His body couldn't move and his eyes couldn't see, but his perception didn't weaken in the slightest.

Before this, his father and mother had married four princesses for him.

When the four women saw him for the first time, they either screamed in fear or stared at him with disgust as if he were a dirty thing.

I started calling him ugly and useless, and asked why he didn't just die if he lived like this!

She has completely lost the reserve and cultivation that a lady from a noble family should have.

Only Ji Yuntang did not cry or make a fuss when he saw himself, and was extremely calm.

Luo Junhe suddenly wanted to open his eyes and look at her to see what kind of person she was.

But soon, he felt sleepy and fell asleep again.

"Your Highness, have a good sleep."

Ji Yuntang gave Luo Junhe an injection of anesthetic and continued to deal with the rotten flesh on his body.

She took some spiritual spring water from the space, washed the blood off the other person's body, then applied medicine with a cotton swab and wrapped it with gauze.

In one night, Ji Yuntang only helped him clean the chest and neck area.

After doing all this, Ji Yuntang went to the supermarket again and took out a few packs of adult diapers and changing pads.

As soon as he took off his pants, a strange smell came to his nose, and Ji Yuntang discovered that Luo Junhe's body was wet again.

There was no other way, she could only help him change into another set of clean clothes.

They also placed a changing pad and diapers under Luo Junhe's body.

The clock struck eight, and Ji Yuntang picked up Luo Junhe and left the space. She glanced at the furnishings in the room, and found nothing had changed from last night.

No one has brought them a bed yet.

That ice stone bed is definitely not habitable anymore. Because there is ice in Luo Junhe's room all year round, the bedding, pillows and clothes are all damp and can no longer be used.

Ji Yuntang could only carry him out and prepare to change to a dry room first.

As soon as she walked out the door, she saw a burly, black-faced man coming over and blocking her way.

"Princess, it's time for the prince to expel the fire poison. Where are you going to carry him?"

Ji Yuntang looked at him and saw that the man was big and strong, two heads taller than her. He was holding two large buckets of ice in his left and right hands, and was staring at her ferociously.

"Your Highness, you don't need to expel the fire poison anymore, and you don't need to send ice cubes anymore."

Ji Yuntang's voice was as cold as ever, "Have someone prepare a clean room for the prince. We won't live here anymore."

The man laughed fiercely, "That is not up to the princess to decide. If the prince does not take an ice bath for a day and something happens to his body, I cannot be held responsible."

"If your princess is sensible, you should quickly release the prince, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ji Yuntang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he held Luo Junhe's hand tighter, "What if I don't let go?"

"Princess, I'm sorry!"

After the man finished speaking, he put down the bucket in his hand and swung his fist towards Ji Yuntang's face, with a strong force and a whistling sound.

Ji Yuntang bent down slightly and dodged sideways.

She was no problem in close combat, but at this moment she didn't dare to make any large movements for fear of hurting Luo Junhe in her arms.

Ji Yuntang had not expected that the servants of Prince Ye's Mansion were so bold. Not only did they ignore her, but they even ignored Prince Luo Junhe.

She has never been someone who would be bullied. There is no reason for Ji Yuntang not to punish someone who came to him on his own initiative.

She just flipped her wrist and three silver needles flew out from her fingertips and shot towards the man's face.

The man smiled disdainfully. Just three silver needles, and you think you can hurt him, Chen Hu?

But the next second, his smile froze on his face.