Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Seeing Liu Zhiyi's expression growing increasingly grim, Song Hanchuan's eyes flashed with anxiety. He opened his mouth to explain, but was glared at by Liu Zhiyi.

Helpless, he could only purse his lips and dare not speak.

Without a word, Liu Zhiyi reached out to pull at the leather belt around his waist, but Song Hanchuan pressed her hand down. (Image caption: Song Hanchuan vs. Liu Zhiyi; The man awkwardly dodged the attack.)

"Let me do it."

"it is good."

Liu Zhiyi had no objections.

However, only after she actually took off her shirt did Liu Zhiyi truly understand how serious the injury was.

The wound on his back was so deep that the bone was visible, and it ran all the way from his shoulder to his waist.

The skin and flesh were turned inside out, the wound was festering and suppurating, and as the clothes were removed, a pungent and unpleasant odor instantly filled the air.

Besides this most serious wound, there are countless other wounds of varying sizes around it, all of which are quite severe, but none are as frightening as this one.

Liu Zhiyi's eyes instantly reddened.

Holding back her tears, she lifted the hem of his robe again, intending to tear off his underwear.

However, they discovered that the originally pure white underwear was now covered with mottled bloodstains.

The bloodstains had dried, their color a dark reddish-brown, and clung to his two long, slender legs. From thigh to ankle, without even looking, it was clear that Qingyun hadn't lied.

These legs were already a bloody mess.

"Tick-tock-"

Crystalline tears finally couldn't be held back, and like pearls from a broken string, they rolled down one after another, dripping onto the back of Song Hanchuan's hand resting on his knee.

Scalding hot.

It made his heart clench.

He helplessly reached out to wipe away her tears, but no matter how hard he tried, the tears kept falling back down, and he couldn't get them completely wiped away.

The man pulled her into his arms, gently rubbing his chin against the top of her soft hair, and sighed in a hoarse voice.

"Don't cry, your crying is melting my heart."

"Honey, it's all my fault. I didn't protect myself and made Qingqing sad. I swear, this will never happen again, okay?"

Liu Zhiyi burst into tears and threw herself into his arms, crying uncontrollably.

But she quickly stopped crying and hurriedly asked towards the cave entrance, "Qingyun, do you have any medicine powder on you?"

The person at the cave entrance breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Thinking to myself, "This ancestor has finally remembered this!" I quickly replied,

"Yes, I brought it. The first-aid kit is in my hand."

"What? The first-aid kit is in your hands, and you've been dawdling for so long? Hurry up and bring it in!"

Liu Zhiyi's chest heaved slightly as he glared at the cave entrance and roared angrily.

Qingyun: ...

If neither of you speaks up, would he dare to rush in and disturb your time together?

Qingyun pursed his lips, not daring to delay any longer. He quickly lowered his head and entered the cave, placing the medicine box in front of the two of them before quietly retreating.

Liu Zhiyi sat up straight and hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. Her eyes, now cleansed, instantly became incredibly bright and determined.

First, I took out hemostatic powder and clean gauze from the medicine box, and then I took out a small scalpel.

He heated the blade over the fire for a while before walking around behind Song Hanchuan and whispering,

"The wound is severely infected and the situation is urgent. I need to remove the necrotic tissue, apply medicine, and bandage it first. But we don't have any anesthetic right now, so it might hurt a lot, but I will try to be as gentle as possible."

Song Hanchuan shook his head.

She tilted her head slightly and said softly in a clear, gentle voice,

"It's alright, just take care of it."

Liu Zhiyi took a deep breath, her gaze fixed firmly on the hideous wound, and slowly tightened her grip on the knife handle, gritting her teeth as she began to scrape away the rotten flesh.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Except for a brief moment when the incision was made, when Song Hanchuan's back muscles tensed up, there was no further movement.

It wasn't until Liu Zhiyi had properly treated all the wounds on his back, stitching up those that needed stitching, cleaning the remaining wounds, sprinkling on medicinal powder, and bandaging them with gauze.

He didn't say a word.

If it weren't for the large beads of sweat covering his forehead, Liu Zhiyi would have really thought he couldn't feel any pain.

Next, it's time to treat the injury on my leg.

In order to avoid aggravating his wound, Liu Zhiyi had no choice but to take scissors and cut off all the unattached parts.

After cutting, gently sprinkle medicated wine on the areas where the fabric is stuck. Once the fabric is soaked, slowly peel it off, then clean and apply medicine to the wound, and bandage it.

After all this busy work, the east was already showing the first hint of dawn.

Song Hanchuan's legs were also wrapped up like a mummy.

Suddenly, Liu Zhiyi thought of something and reached out to touch Song Hanchuan's waist.

Before he could even move, his hand was firmly pressed down on the back of his head. A hoarse voice came from above.

"Xiaoyi, don't..."

Liu Zhiyi paused, looked up, and met the man's bright gaze. Upon closer inspection, she noticed a slight blush on her cheeks. She immediately glared at him, annoyed, and said reproachfully, "What are you thinking? I'm not a beast. I just wanted to see if you... cough cough, were you hurt anywhere?"

He lowered his head and muttered something under his breath.

"I'm just afraid you're too sensitive to seek medical help."

The man chuckled softly twice, gently pulled Liu Zhiyi's hand, and placed it beside him.

Her voice trembled, carrying a hint of grievance.

"Your heart is as still as water, have you ever considered that perhaps I am the beast?"

"Your soft hands have been roaming over my body all night, didn't you notice the changes in 'him'?"

Even if all the attention was on the wound, shouldn't they have noticed that his whole body was burning up?

Liu Zhiyi was dumbfounded.

Upon contact with that abnormal temperature, something exploded in Liu Zhiyi's mind in an instant, leaving her feeling chaotic and unable to think clearly.

Her lips trembled, and she stammered,

"you you……"

This is... yes, just as she thought, he... he's really healed.

"When did this happen?"

The man pulled her into his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his very bones.

She let out a suppressed sigh, her tone tinged with obvious joy, "Do you remember the day you went to the jade mine? I was supposed to go with you, but I received a summons from the palace and had to go there instead."

"On that day, for some reason, the Emperor suddenly took pity on me and gave me all the antidotes. He also told me that as long as I took them all at once, the poison would be completely neutralized in less than a month."

"It wasn't supposed to be this fast, but ever since I returned to the capital, you've been giving me acupuncture and medicine to help me recover. I was almost fully recovered by now."

"So, as soon as I finished taking the antidote, I felt a warm current flow through my previously blocked meridians, and my previously cold limbs warmed up. I felt refreshed all over."

"I knew then that the poison had been neutralized. I was even thinking of telling you this good news, but who knew..."