The big guy travels through the book and becomes the female supporting role, torturing the scumbag a

It’s just that it’s difficult for him to control his body now, and his reactions are inevitably slow.

Seeing that the other party was just taking his pulse, he stopped struggling and wanted to hear if the other party could tell anything.

Everyone looked at Feng Xinyi nervously, waiting for her diagnosis.

Feng Xinyi felt the prince's pulse for a while, then finally let go of King Zhou's hand. Then she turned to ask the others, "Where is King Zhou injured?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and finally Yang Jing took the initiative to step forward, pull away the thin blanket covering King Zhou, revealing his wounds that had been re-bandaged.

This time, the bandage was not stained with a large amount of blood, only a small bloodstain. Obviously, shortly after the bandage was bandaged again, the bleeding of King Zhou's wound was successfully stopped.

The wound was only covered by a bandage, so the condition of the wound could not be seen at all.

Feng Xinyi asked Yang Jing, "Can you open it and take a look? After I take a look, you can have someone rebandage it."

She did not intend to do it herself, in case something unexpected happened to King Zhou again and she was blamed.

Yang Jing glanced at Luo Zheng indifferently, knowing that Luo Zheng would never give up until he had seen King Zhou's wound with his own eyes. So he nodded and asked a good doctor to come forward and carefully remove King Zhou's bandages.

The good doctor was very afraid of King Zhou, but he didn't dare to disobey orders openly. He could only walk over carefully, take a quick look at King Zhou, and then gently remove the gauze.

King Zhou's face looked extremely ugly at this time, and with his crooked eyes and slanted mouth, he looked even more hideous.

The good doctor didn't dare to look at the patient any longer, for fear of being hated by the King of Zhou.

After quickly removing the gauze, he immediately stepped aside to make room, while also avoiding King Zhou's murderous gaze.

King Zhou's wound was treated with medicine, but it did not hinder Luo Zheng and Feng Xinyi's observation.

Looking at the small cut that was only the size of a fingernail, Luo Zheng and Feng Xinyi couldn't help but be speechless.

Although Luo Zheng also used a self-torture trick this time, his wound was much larger than King Zhou's, and it was near his heart, which was shocking just to look at.

Unlike King Zhou's wound, which is so small and shallow, it's almost ridiculously fake!

However, the two of them felt disgusted but did not show it on their faces. They just secretly complained in their hearts.

What made the two of them feel even more ironic was that although the King of Zhou's wound was small and shallow, it was not sutured, so that the skin and flesh at the wound were slightly turned outward, allowing people to vaguely see the yellow fat inside.

Seeing that both of them were staring at King Zhou's wound, Yang Jing quickly explained, "My father has some martial arts skills and is a cautious person, so when he was assassinated last night, he was able to dodge most of the assassin's attacks in time and only suffered minor injuries.

At that time, the good doctor carefully examined the knife and thought that there was no poison. But after my father woke up today, the wound was much deeper and a lot of blood was flowing.

The palace's good doctor then suspected that the knife was laced with some strange poison. This poison was colorless and odorless, yet it caused my father's wound to bleed profusely and even caused him to suffer a stroke. It was truly extremely vicious!

"I see." Luo Zheng showed a look of sudden enlightenment, but in his heart he was once again complaining: This minor injury is actually the result of a deeper wound. How shallow must the initial wound be? This King Zhou is really afraid of death.

It just so happened that such a person who was so afraid of death had now suffered a stroke.

Is this what retribution means?

Luo Zheng looked at King Zhou's ugly face and suddenly felt better.

He immediately said, "Quickly bandage the prince's wound. It can't be left exposed like this."

After saying this, he asked Feng Xinyi, "You just took the prince's pulse. Did you find anything? Is there any hope for the prince's recovery?"

Feng Xinyi wasn't sure whether King Zhou was poisoned, but if it was just a stroke, she had a way to treat it.

Unfortunately, the other party was her enemy. She only wished that he would die miserably. How could she possibly offer treatment?

She then shook her head in shame and said, "The prince has suffered a stroke and is paralyzed. I am not well-trained and I am really unable to help you."