Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Chu Xuanchen grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit down in the tea room next to him, "What are you doing, man? What if your injury never heals and it affects our disaster relief?"

"Since Brother Huang said so, I will have to trouble my sister-in-law." Xian Wang said.

Seeing that King Xian finally agreed, Yun Ruoyue hurried over, she asked Feng'er to bring the medicine box, and she picked up a pair of scissors and began to cut the clothes on King Xian's back.

When she cut off the clothes on his back, she found that there were not only some large pieces of porcelain pierced on his back, but also many small ones.

Looking around, the back is covered with large pieces of fine porcelain, but luckily none of them are pierced deep, luckily it won't endanger life.

She hurriedly said: "These tiles are dense and numerous. If you don't have precision tools, it's really difficult to handle. If any tile leaks, if you don't get it out, it may cause infection and cause serious problems."

Having said that, she quickly looked at Feng'er, "Feng'er, quickly bring the tweezers, I want to help the prince to take out these porcelain pieces."

"Yes, ma'am." Feng'er hurriedly selected a pair of disposable tweezers from the medicine box and handed it to Yun Ruoyue.

Yun Ruoyue hurriedly found a stool and sat down, and helped King Xian hold those porcelain pieces.

During this process, he didn't even hum, no matter how painful his back was, he gritted his teeth fiercely, not wanting others to see his fragility.

His mother and concubine told him since he was a child that he is a man and a prince, and he must not be weak when encountering things, but must be patient.

So no matter how painful it was just now, he didn't cry out.

Seeing that his nerves were tense, Yun Ruoyue couldn't help but said, "My lord, you must be in pain, right? If you're in pain, just call out, it will make you feel better. You can't hold it in, it will make you feel uncomfortable."

Chu Xuanchen interjected, "We are men, so what is this little injury? When we went to the battlefield, the injuries we encountered were many times more serious than here. Why don't we have to bear it and not even hum, lest people say that we are Afraid of pain, afraid of death!"

Yun Ruoyue looked at him distressedly, "No way? Don't men feel pain? I think men can feel pain too. When you feel pain, you should bravely shout out and let it out. Your mood will brighten instantly. It's better than holding it in all the time." .”

Chu Xuanchen was startled.

Yun Ruoyue's words seemed quite reasonable.

Sometimes it is better to shout out to vent than to hold back.

Hearing Yun Ruoyue's words, King Xian snorted, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

After he hummed it, he found that his heart was indeed much more comfortable.

Gritting your teeth and holding back like before, it's really uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Yun Ruoyue smiled, and immediately helped him clean up the tiles seriously.

When she was working, she was very serious, her techniques were skillful, and her medical skills were superb, Chu Xuanchen's lips curled up slightly. Her profile is beautiful, with a little sweat dripping from it.

Chu Xuanchen quickly took out a brown silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead, "Yue'er, are you tired?"

"Not tired, the prince was hurt because of me, he is really hurt and tired." Yun Ruoyue said, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her temples, and continued to clean the porcelain on the back of the virtuous king .

Soon, she cleaned up the tiles, checked again, and after making sure that there were no more tiles, she began to disinfect his back.

After wiping the povidone iodine for disinfection, she gave him some more medicine, and finally took a long roll of gauze and wrapped it around his back.

After wrapping it up, she handed him a few anti-inflammatory pills and told him to take it with water.