Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

He took the things, walked to the bedside, and according to the method Xiao Mo taught him on the way, he first sprinkled hemostatic powder on her arm, and then bandaged her arm with the corner of the clothes that had been torn off long ago.

After finishing this, he took a while before moving on to the next step.

According to Xiao Mo, after the knife wound on her arm was treated, it was time to remove the short arrow from her.

Because the arrowhead has a barb, it will definitely be accompanied by blood and flesh when it is pulled out. If the bleeding does not stop and there is no hemostatic medicine, the consequences will be unimaginable.

That's why she told Qi Yue to help her remove the arrow only when he had hemostatic medicine.

As he pulled out the arrow, Xiao Mo growled in pain, and after a while she slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

Qi Yue was so excited that he wanted to hug her but was afraid of hurting her: "Are you awake? I'll pull out the arrow for you."

Xiao Mo glanced weakly at the arrow in his hand that he had not yet thrown away, and struggled to sit up.

Qi Yue saw it and quickly dropped what he was holding to help her: "Don't move, the wound is bleeding, I'll give you some hemostatic medicine."

She shook her head, took a look at the wound on her shoulder, and found that there was no bleeding as she had imagined, so she asked Qi Yue to help her sit up.

Seeing that she insisted, he stopped trying to persuade her and carefully helped her up and leaned her against the head of the bed.

After sitting firmly, she raised her hand with difficulty and stretched it out to him: "Bring me the arrowhead."

Qi Yue didn't understand what she was going to do, but he handed the arrow to her without asking anything, with the arrow pointing towards her.

Xiao Mo endured the pain, frowned, and pinched a little dirty blood from the arrow with her thumb and index finger and sniffed it carefully.

She was smelling and reciting the names of some herbs. Qi Yue understood what she was doing and asked quietly after she stopped talking, "Are those the antidotes you just mentioned?"

"Well, is there?"

"Some have and some don't. Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Xiao Mo nodded weakly: "Where's the silver needle?"

"Do you want to give yourself an injection? It's too dangerous. I'd better go find a doctor."

Qi Yue's eyes were full of worry, but he still took the silver needle.

"Don't worry about it, just get the medicine." Xiao Mo's breathing was unstable, and she sounded like she was about to die.

Qi Yue was worried, so he looked at her deeply and then went out the window.

He moved very quickly and came back in less than an incense stick of time.

After returning, he saw Xiao Mo had taken off her outer clothes and was sitting cross-legged on the bed in her undershirt, seemingly practicing qigong.

After hearing the voice, Xiao Mo opened her eyes vigilantly. When she saw that it was Qi Yue who came back, her vigilant look relaxed slightly.

Her shoulders were exposed, like a lily under the moon, with a hint of unintentional temptation in her brightness, and the hair on her forehead wet with sweat added a bit of charm.

Qi Yue had never seen her like this before, and his masculine nature prompted him to swallow his saliva subconsciously.

He was afraid of being rude, so he turned aside and said, "I've got all the medicines here, nothing is missing."

Xiao Mo's face turned pale as she pulled the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Aren't you used to saying dirty words? Why are you scared now?"

Qi Yue was silent for a while, as if he had gone through a long psychological struggle. Thinking that Xiao Mo's injury could not be delayed, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind and walked over.

When he got closer, he found that her face was even paler than before. He lowered his eyes and saw a silver needle stuck in her wrist.

"You? Did you do it wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Xiao Mo patiently explained to him, "This is called the Shenmen acupoint. By stimulating this acupoint, I can regulate my autonomic nervous system and keep myself awake."

Qi Yue didn't know much about medicine, so he nodded in relief after hearing her words, "I've found the medicine, what should I do?"

"Add some water, mash the herbs into a paste, and bring it over."

Qi Yue said no more, picked up a bunch of herbs and went to the kitchen downstairs.

Soon, he returned to the room with a bowl of green, semi-paste.

Xiao Mo took a closer look and after finding that there was no problem, she took out a silver needle, dipped it in the medicine paste, and inserted it into the acupuncture points around the wound on her shoulder.

Qi Yue half-knelt in front of the bed, holding the medicine bowl in both hands. Although he didn't understand, he didn't dare to ask too much.

He was afraid of disturbing her. She was already distracted. If he didn't give her a quiet environment to concentrate, it would be disastrous if he made a mistake in the acupuncture.

Xiao Mo's fingertips trembled slightly. Not long after she gave the last injection, black blood began to gush out from the place where the poison arrow had pierced.

Qi Yue's pupils dilated as he watched, and he quickly reacted and asked Xiao Mo if he wanted him to wipe it off for her.

Just as Xiao Mo was about to answer, she uncontrollably vomited a mouthful of thick black blood.

This frightened Qi Yue. He wanted to go up and hug her, but he was afraid of getting the silver needles around her shoulders, so he could only coax her softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Go ahead and vomit. It will be fine once you vomit. When you recover, I'll take you to eat something delicious, okay?"

He held her hand tightly, controlling the strength, strong but not enough to hurt her.

After a while, he saw that the blood still flowing out of her wound was no longer dark, and her lifeless eyes instantly brightened.

"Amo, the blood is no longer black. Can I remove the needle now?"

Xiao Mo opened her eyes and glanced down at the wound. Seeing that the blood was indeed not as dark as it was at the beginning, but still had not returned to its normal red color, she shook her head and said, "Wait a little longer."

Qi Yue frowned, his eyes fixed on the bleeding area: "But, you lost a lot of blood."

"It's okay..." She gritted her teeth, too weak to utter a complete sentence.

After a while, she spat out another mouthful of purple-red blood. Qi Yue opened his mouth slightly, but before he could say any words of concern, she fell straight down.

Qi Yue was so frightened that his face turned pale. He helped Xiao Mo up in panic, but no matter how he called her, she didn't respond.

In a hurry, he could only pull out the silver needle from her body, wipe the blood stains on her body, put his coat on her, and carried her downstairs.

The proprietress had been waiting in the lobby downstairs. When she saw Qi Yue hurriedly coming down with someone in his arms, she quickly put on a smile and went to greet him.

Before she could speak, Qi Yue spoke first: "Are there any horses?"

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the backyard and said, "Yes, there is, but it belongs to the guests staying here."

"Here, go and get the horse." Qi Yue took out a fine jade pendant from his arms and threw it in front of the proprietress.

The proprietress picked up the things with shining eyes and put them in her pocket without even looking at them: "I'll go right away, right away."