Capítulo 1780: Chapter 1777: Applying dicine
“However, maybe when we return to the capital, Young Master Chu might need to co to the yan once, but don’t worry, it’s just for the conclusion of the case. If there are no major issues, Chu Bo won’t need to co in person.”
Ye Muyu said, “Whatever needs to be done, just do it. By then, Lord Zhao can arrange for soone to co notify us. My nephew is seriously injured, thank you for today.”
“Prince, goodbye.”
After exchanging greetings, Ye Muyu imdiately arranged for Chu Bo to be escorted down the mountain.
Madam Wang couldn’t stay any longer. She hurriedly instructed the maidservants to pack the luggage, and the group left in haste.
After getting into the carriage, Ye Muyu said a few words to Madam Xie before joining Madam Wang in the carriage where Chu Bo was.
The younger children remained in another carriage.
The carriage moved slowly; Ye Muyu took out scissors and cut open Chu Bo’s pants, preparing to apply dicine to him.
Madam Wang went over to help, taking out clean gauze.
Ye Muyu pursed her lips. As she opened the blood-stained gauze, her hands trembled slightly, worried sothing had happened during the interrogation leading the real culprit to retaliate against Chu Bo.
At the mont of removing the gauze, seeing the wound was just a simple tear with little blood, Ye Muyu paused, taking a mont to comprehend.
She pursed her lips again, took the hemostatic dicine bottle from her waist, and gently sprinkled the powder on, stopping the bleeding as the wound slowly ceased to bleed. Since it had been treated once before, this application of dicine proved effective.
Madam Wang carefully wrapped the gauze, “This child, thankfully it doesn’t look serious, I was worried sick.”
Chu Bo blushed a little, “Mother, it’s all my fault, please don’t be angry.”
“Am I angry? I’m anxious. Anyway, what exactly did you go through inside that made the wound tear open?” Madam Wang babbled, seeing Chu Bo’s appeasing smile, feeling that this chubby son was too foolish, too mild-mannered, always eager to help others.
Why not just run? Anyway, that group doesn’t dare to reveal themselves directly; there are others around as well.
Of course, Madam Wang didn’t deny that if it were her, encountering bad people, her first reaction would probably be getting scared stiff, most likely hiding, especially with a Miss Guo in the situation.
Madam Wang patted her chest in relief.
Ye Muyu finally spoke, a peculiar expression on her face, “Abo, tell Third Aunt, did Lord Zhao do anything to you during the interrogation in that room?”
“Huh?” Chu Bo was startled, cold sweat on his forehead lessening, clearly looking less pained. He looked at Ye Muyu and said blankly, “No, I was just lying down, and Lord Zhao asked questions, and I answered.”
“Then why did your wound tear open?” Ye Muyu raised an eyebrow.
Chu Bo thought about it, blushed a little after a mont, glanced at her awkwardly, and said softly, “Well… Third Aunt… well…”
“Seems like, when I was pressing my fingerprint, I turned slightly, and when I ca out, the wound felt very painful… and then I saw you all, so… I couldn’t hold it in.”
“Pfft.” Ye Muyu rubbed her forehead; she had just checked Chu Bo’s pulse and found no major issues, which ant Chu Bo hadn’t been sched against. Hearing it now, there was nothing strange.
“I get it now; your wound didn’t tear too badly.”
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