Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

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"Wang Hao, save, save her..." The white body is shaking, and it is necessary to fall forward.

"White 芍 -" Jing Hao quickly reached out to pick her up, but someone was one step faster than her.

The black girl’s strength to hold two people is still there. “Sister, sister...” The tears couldn’t stop falling, she didn’t close her eyes this evening, even the clothes didn’t take off, white I have been forced to cry when I was in the day. Now I can see how it can be tolerated.

"Quickly send people to the house. Gong Jiu? Didn't you come over?" Jing Hao kept as calm as possible, but she did not know that she had the murder mind at this time.

Jing Hao’s voice just fell, Gong Jiu also arrived. After the ceremony, Gong Jiu-Jian gave them a pulse. “Wang Hao and rest assured that they have no life worry.”

Jing Hao was relieved a little. "You have to pay more attention. No matter what medicines are used, I hope they can recover the best."

"Yes."

In a hurry, the person was sent into the house, and Jing Hao called several big sisters to go in and help to get the handle.

Jing Hao is about to ask Li Suyan and others who are standing behind him. Li Hongyuan, who is in a low pressure, is late. It is not that he wakes up later than Jing. In fact, because Jing Hao sleeps unsteadily, he sleeps even more. Shallow, just Jing Hao got up and opened his hand on her body, which made him very uncomfortable. He got up and sat in bed for a while before coming out.

The hair was scattered, the clothes were not uniform, and the shoes were pulled, so that the boy was smashed. The pressure on Li Hongyuan was lower. As for his own upper body, he was not a man. He is a man. Don’t care about this kind of thing. It is. Directly in front of Jing Hao, help her rationalize the clothes, "Go back to sleep, I will deal with this matter." Jing Hao wants to say something, Li Hongyuan directly put his finger on her lips, "being The next person, but the main child worried. The man is alive back, Wang Hao wants to let the king turn back and deal with people?"

At this moment, Li Hongyuan has an unbearable strength, which is absolutely rare in front of Jing Hao.

Li Hongyuan gently licked her cheek. "Do you not believe in husband?"

Of course, I believe that anyone else can be more believable than him. No matter how revenge he is, this man will only be more thorough and more arrogant. Jing Hao looked at him behind him and decided to bow his head, so he picked up his toes and dropped a kiss on Li Hongyuan's lips. "I won't say thank you."

Li Hongyuan smiled lightly. "It is my pleasure to serve you. No matter what, you don't need to thank me."

Sweet words are full of skills. Jing Haofu kissed his chin and turned to the dormitory.

Without the prince of Jin, the prince of Jin returned to normal state, and slowly put on the clothes handed by Gong Yu, but he only wore it on his body, from the neck to the waist, as usual. "Say it."

"Back to the prince, the white girl is not what I found, but I met it halfway. I want to come out with her own people." Li Suyan said respectfully.

"Who is the white man brought back?"

"Back to the prince, the status of the girl is not quite right. On the way back, she didn't say a word, she wanted to take the handle, and I was not allowed to touch the girl. I didn't see the face, so I don't know if this woman is Who."

Therefore, it is still unknown what is still happening. "Go back to rest, say tomorrow." After that, Li Hongyuan turned and left.

Jing Hao was just lying down and saw Li Hongyuan coming in. It was an accident. "What happened?"

Gong Hao was "empty" and explained the first two sentences. "...Wang Hao, you and the prince are resting first, and the slaves in the white scorpion will squat."

Jing Hao nodded. "It can only be like this. There is labor."

"The slaves should do it."

Later, Jing Hao fell into a deep sleep next to Li Hongyuan. After all, the spirit of the day was tight and he could not relax at night. He would be tired and normal.

Li Hongyuan gently touched her face in the darkness, took her into her arms, adjusted her sleeping position, and closed her eyes.

In the far away room, it was brightly lit and busy.

At this time, Bai Yu also fell into a coma.

The person brought back by Bai Yu, at this time has already opened the scattered hair on her face, the black girl and Gong Jiu, the first time she recognized her - the first card of the building is dawn.

Why did Bai Yu stay with her, and brought people back, all of which can only be known when people wake up.

The dawn looks very bad. The clothes are full of blood. It looks like it should be worn by grass. The lower body only wears trousers. There are a lot of trousers on the trousers. It looks like it is being whipped and the fabric is drawn. In this way, the flesh and blood will be what it is, I can't imagine it. Take it for granted, the upper body under this blood coat is not afraid to go there.

In the end, Gong Jiu is a man. Naturally, it is not good for casual women's clothes. However, it is only a piece of cake for Gong Jiu. ——The Gong Jiu medical skills that Jing Hao saw were only fur.

The day is not so bad, but in fact, the injury on her body is heavier than that on the dawn, because the damage caused by the beneficial device on her body, especially the abdomen, because of the simple treatment, of course, just tore the clothes, 狠The two layers of shackles were untied. At this time, the clothes were opened. Looking at the wounds alone, Gong Jiu’s eyes could not help but touch it. He could not help but look up and stopped for a moment on the face of Bai Yu. Being able to live to the present, even if it has not been down before, is already a miracle.

Gong Jiu only stabilized the situation of the two people. The treatment of the wound had to be handed over to others. It happened that Gong Yu came in and Gong Yu did not hesitate to take over. The origin of the dark guard, even without Gong Jiu's medical skills, the basic wound treatment must still be, after all, the task may be injured at any time, at least know how to stop bleeding, and strive for more survival time.

Gong Ji left the room to prepare medicine, too many wounds, and the medicine for external use was not enough, but also to be taken orally.

Even if I slept relatively well, I couldn't make up for the lack of sleep in the first half of the time. Jing Hao still woke up at a fixed biological clock. After a simple grooming, Jing Hao went to see the situation of white enamel, people still haven't woken up, but they have changed their clothes, at least they don't look so embarrassed, at least their faces are still pale.

"This is, the girl named Xiao Xiao?" Do not blame Jing Hao for remembering her, the impression is really profound.

"It's her." The black girl nodded.

Jing Hao looked at the black girl's look a little tired, "go to take a break."

"Thank you, Wang Hao, I have slept before the slave."

Jing Hao didn't say much, but if she didn't wake up, her heart couldn't settle down. “Has Gong Ji said that they can wake up when something?”

"It is said that I will apply another needle later, and I should wake up today."

When it comes to it, Gong Jiujin enters the house and respectfully treats Jing Hao, "Wang Hao."

Jing Hao nodded, "Is it a needle now?"

"You still have to wait another half hour. The girl's wound is deeper and harder to heal. It is a medicine with a stronger medicine." He said that he would give the medicine to the black girl.

The black girl is naturally not slow, and she is going to give the white peony medicine.

"Leave the wound out, I will take a look." Gong Jiu said.

The black girl nodded quickly, waiting for Gong Jiu to turn around, carefully untied the white clothes, and then untied the white cloth to cover the skin of the white scorpion. "Gover, good luck."

Jing Hao looked at the wound, his eyebrows were close, and he almost crossed the entire abdomen. Although he did not penetrate, he did not reveal the contents of the abdomen, but it is not expected to be too much. Such a wound must be difficult to heal, and it will heal and stay. The scars that must not be removed, the weather is too hot, and the wounds have been slightly inflamed.

Gong Jiu saw the wound, and his heart was also not optimistic. He first gave the white sputum a diagnosis and then prepared to take the medicine.

"Gong Jiu..." Jing Hao slightly opened his mouth.

Gong Jiuyi, "What is Wang Hao's command?" Did not show emotions because of Jing Hao's interruption.

"This wound is so big, can you stitch the surface?"

Gong Jiuwei said, "Wang Hao said, sewing like a piece of clothing?" Looking down at the white wound, the eyes flashed a trace of fluctuations.

"Yes, I feel that the wound is too big, stitched up, the wound will become much smaller when it comes into contact with the outer fabric, and if the flesh and blood are attached together, is it faster than growing back?" I don't understand. In the past life, she only learned basic first aid, so she can only give opinions.

"Wang Hao's idea... very good, just this way, you should cut off the necrotic meat on the surface of the wound."

"Yeah." Of course, the carrion must be cut off. "Just, will it hurt?"

"Wang Hao and rest assured that the subordinate will give the white girl a needle, will not let her have a strong pain."

Acupuncture anesthesia? Too bad! "So very good."

"Specific, the subordinates still need to ponder, Wang Hao you..."

The so-called esteem is different, she did not feel anything, but the princely prince stayed in the next room for a long time, always is not a thing, "I go back to the king with breakfast, here I will hand it over to you."

"Wang is relieved."

Jing Hao returned to the house, Li Hongyuan has gotten up, but sitting on the edge of the bed, like a sculpture, has not moved for a long time.

Obviously, I was angry again. Jing Hao was very helpless, stepped forward to change his clothes, and then personally sent him. Li Hongyuan has not spoken, but it is also very cooperative.

After the breakfast, the dark one brought news. "Wang Ye, the first salt merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, was the head of the iron salt. It was decided that the white-haired girl came out from his other house last night."

Jing Hao lived.