Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 902

Murong Yu's wrists were red from being bound by the chains, and the marks on his wrists made one feel inexplicably guilty.

Under the dim light, he sat on the edge of the bed with a frown, his hands resting limply on his lap. A hideous wound on his wrist, with scabs around it, made his skin appear even paler.

Yun Xiyue bit her lower lip lightly, then hurriedly sat down beside him, clutching her medicine box, her eyes filled with heartache.

She carefully held his injured wrist, as if cradling a fragile treasure. She first dipped a cotton swab in medicine, then, with her hand suspended above the wound, she gently lowered it, afraid of hurting him.

These medicines were delivered by a ghost, and the tools matched the descriptions in the medical classic.

The medicine seemed to be activated after arriving at the snow mountain, and like a pet, it flew around her, as if it were a living being.

"Why does it keep following you?" Murong Yu found it very strange. It is said that there are houses of gold and beauties in books.

I never imagined that books could become pets.

It would be even more vivid and lifelike if it were a small bird instead.

"do not know."

Yun Xiyue looked at the little medicine book with the same gentle and doting gaze she would give a pet.

After we named it Little Herbal Classic, it seemed very happy, jumping around.

Watching her treat Murong Yu's injuries, she even came up with a plan on how to treat the wounds.

Yunxi Yue did exactly as it said.

Murong Yu's body stiffened slightly. She immediately stopped, looked up, and asked softly, "Does it hurt a lot?"

He shook his head before continuing, "It doesn't hurt."

"This medicine is very strange."

"There is a stinging sensation when it is first applied to the skin."

It's unbearable.

Yun Xiyue smiled and said, "This is called disinfectant. It was made by my master. The Little Medicine Manual said that it's normal for it to hurt at first when you treat a wound like this, because it's being disinfected and sterilized. Doing it this way will help the wound heal."

"I tried to make some myself before, and it was quite difficult."

"I'll ask Xiao Yaojing if there's an easier way later. We'll make more and send it to the military camp."

Murong Yu nodded. "Mm."

After disinfecting, I carefully applied the ointment to his wound. My fingertips touched his skin with such gentle movements that they were like a breeze. The ointment spread evenly, and the wound didn't seem so terrible anymore.

Finally, she took some gauze and wrapped it around his wrist, blowing on it as she did so to ease his discomfort. After tying it in a knot, her gaze remained on his wrist, her voice filled with worry: "Won't that stone burst from being wrapped?"

They left in a hurry, leaving the mess behind to Bai Daozi and his group to handle.

They returned to the courtyard where Canxue lived.

Both Ghost Hand and Yunnan Sheng are resting.

I haven't slept much for several months.

When I got back, I ate a few bowls of rice and then went to bed.

He also had an injury on his ankle.

"Hmm, there's no movement. We can hold out for a while. Since we know that the magnet can suppress the Thousand Machine Lock, even if this stone breaks, they can find another one."

"The rest is about the snow mountain. Let's rest for a bit and then prepare to leave."

Murong Yu took off his clothes and put on clean robes. He sat on the couch with his left trouser leg rolled up high, revealing a torn and bleeding ankle.

Seeing that the injury on her foot was more serious than the one on her wrist, Yun Xiyue's brows and eyes were full of anxiety.

"It's so serious, you've lost so much blood, why didn't you say so?"

As she spoke, she gently squatted down, firmly grasped the area above the male protagonist's injury with both hands, and examined the injury with a sharp yet heart-wrenching gaze.

Murong Yu looked down at her and smiled, "Just a young master. Compared to my father-in-law, I seem to be a bit too green."

That's because he's young, and he usually lives a pampered life in the palace, so his skin is naturally more delicate!

"Bear with it." After saying that, Yun Qingli dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant and gently touched the wound.

The wound was quite large, and Murong Yu couldn't help but groan, his body trembling slightly. Yun Xiyue looked up, their eyes met, and the concern in her eyes seemed to dispel the pain. She then focused on applying medicine and bandaging, wrapping the gauze around her wound.

"The pain will go away in a bit. Are there any other injuries?"

Murong Yu was in a good mood. He pulled her up and the two sat on the edge of the bed. "A-Yue, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury."

"You must be tired too, sit down and rest for a bit."

Yes!

Yunxi Yue looked tired; she had indeed been very exhausted lately.

But hard work pays off.

My master and father are both alright.