Lin Yiwan's heart sank, she knew Zi'er.

She is a cold, cruel, and ruthless secret guard who is very stingy with words.

She never showed any unnecessary expressions on her face, and seeing her crying this time only meant that Yingyi's injuries were indeed very serious.

She quickly said, "Zi'er, quickly help him into the warm room. I'll help him treat his wounds!"

Perhaps he heard her voice, Yingyi suddenly reacted.

He struggled to open his swollen eyelids and murmured hoarsely, "Master, where is the master?"

Zhan Yan stepped forward quickly: "I'm here!"

Ying Yi spoke with difficulty, "I have fulfilled my mission and finally tracked down the whereabouts of those private soldiers. After lying dormant for so many days, they finally left Black Forest Mountain!"

Zhan Yan asked without hesitation: "Where did they go?"

Ying Yi replied, "I went to Jiming Mountain to rescue the King of Loyalty and Bravery. When I followed him secretly, I was accidentally discovered, so I returned injured!"

He blamed himself and said, "It is my incompetence. Please don't blame me, my Lord!"

Zhan Yan said worriedly: "Let Madam treat your injuries first, don't say anything more!"

Ying Yi shook his head with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes suddenly falling on Zi'er. He said weakly, "I have to tell you, otherwise I'm afraid I'll never have another chance in this life. I'm sorry, Zi'er. I'm sorry for you!"

Zi'er's tears fell, and she broke down and said, "You are sorry for me, so you must live to make it up to me in the future!"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, I will make it up to you!"

After he finished speaking, he was silent.

Lin Yiwan urged with a serious face: "Help him into the house quickly, hurry up!"

When Ying was placed on the couch, one could see that his body was covered with bleeding wounds of varying depths.

Lin Yiwan could imagine that he must have been besieged by many people.

He is suffering from severe blood loss at this moment!

Ordinary treatments have no effect at all!

She gritted her teeth and said quickly, "Shadow Soul, go find a cow!"

Yinghun was stunned: "Looking for a cow? Why would you go looking for a cow?"

Zi'er yelled at him, "Madam told you to go find the cow, so you went. Why are you wasting your time talking?"

Yinghun didn't dare to delay, turned around and ran out quickly.

Seeing Ling'er outside, she whispered, "I remember there's an old buffalo in Yao Lao's yard. Go to his house and carry it!"

Shadow Soul nodded: "Thank you!"

He moved so fast that he stole Yao Lao's buffalo without anyone noticing in just a moment.

Lin Yiwan asked Zhan Yan to carry the unconscious Ying Yi into the yard, and then ordered Ying Hun to cut open the cow's stomach.

As Shadow Soul cut, he said guiltily: "Brother Niu, I didn't mean to kill you. I wanted to save my brother's life!"

As if sensing his plea, the old buffalo didn't even struggle at all.

It lay obediently on the ground, allowing the sharp dagger to cut through its abdomen.

Blood gushed out, and Lin Yiwan directly stuffed Yingyi in.

Zhan Yan's pupils contracted violently. An ordinary person would have been frightened to death after seeing such a scene, but his young wife remained calm and responded calmly.

He really married a treasure!

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone's nose was filled with the strong smell of blood.

However, no one retreated. They all stayed by Yingyi's side, holding their breath and waiting for him to wake up.

Lin Yiwan was worried, she didn't know whether this method would work or not.

After all, she had never tried it before.

However, Yingyi is already in critical condition. If he doesn't replenish his blood in time, he will die!

I can only take a gamble with the old buffalo!

About half an hour later, Yingyi's originally pale face suddenly became rosy.

Lin Yiwan's eyes lit up, there's a way!

She quickly reached out to check Yingyi's pulse and found that his pulse had begun to beat steadily and strongly.

She quickly said, "Shadow Soul, pull him out quickly!"

As soon as Yinghun pulled out Ying, who was covered in blood, she began to clean his wounds and stop the bleeding and suture them.

She moved in an orderly manner, without a trace of panic.

There were about a hundred wounds of varying sizes, all of which were treated by her one by one.

After doing all this, her wrists were so sore that she could hardly lift them.

At this time, Yingyi's breathing had stabilized.

She let out a long sigh and said, "Next is the most critical moment, dealing with the high fever. He's so badly injured, whether he can survive depends on whether he can get through the high fever!"

Zi'er asked hoarsely, "Madam, what should we do if he has a high fever?"

Lin Yiwan spoke without hesitation: "Force the medicine into his mouth. Otherwise, he will still die!"

Zi'er clenched her fists tightly, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

After being busy for so long, Lin Yiwan naturally wanted to go back and rest for a while.

As soon as Zhan Yan carried her back to the main courtyard, someone from the palace came and asked him to enter the palace immediately.

He frowned and said, "Wanwan, I'm afraid the news of Prince Zhongyong's escape from Jiming Mountain has already been reported to the Emperor. I won't be able to leave the palace for a while. You have to protect yourself. He hates me the most!"

She nodded: "I understand, I will stay in the Marquis' Mansion and not go anywhere!"

Zhan Yan gave some more instructions before turning around and leaving.

Lin Yiwan took a short nap, and as expected, she developed a severe high fever.

She hurried to the warm room and saw Yinghun and Zier holding medicine bowls with embarrassed looks on their faces.

Shadow Soul spoke first: "Madam, I can't get the medicine into his mouth no matter what I do. He's gritting his teeth. What should I do?"

Lin Yiwan knew that the secret guards had a different sense of self-preservation than ordinary people, so it was not surprising that they gritted their teeth.

She frowned and pondered: "How about you try blowing the medicine into his mouth with a bamboo tube?"

Yinghun quickly ordered someone to find a small bamboo tube, but Yingyi's teeth seemed to be stuck and refused to open.

Yinghun remembered that he was sweating profusely and wanted to use his tongue to pry it open.

He said angrily, "Madam, how about I try to pry his teeth open first? He's biting them so tightly that nothing can fit in!"

Lin Yiwan could see that Yingyi was now in a state of mild coma. He could swallow things unconsciously. As long as he could drink the medicine, his fever would subside soon.

She couldn't help but look at Yinghun: "How did you pry it?"

Shadow Soul replied subconsciously: "Should I get the pliers for tooth extraction?"

Zi'er stopped him without hesitation: "No, let me feed him the medicine!"

Without any further hesitation, she picked up the bowl and poured a mouthful directly into her mouth.

Yinghun was shocked: "Zi'er, didn't you ask him to drink the medicine? Even if you drink it, it won't be his fault, right?"

"Puff!" Zi'er immediately opened her mouth and spat out, with a blush on her cold little face.

Lin Yiwan said helplessly: "Yinghun, come out with me first!"

Yinghun didn't dare to disobey her order, and followed her out with a suspicious look on his face.

As soon as she walked under the eaves, Zi'er closed the door.

Yinghun reacted belatedly and his expression suddenly became complicated.

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