The room was perated with a thick dicinal sll.
Xie Tai was severely poisoned; surviving was truly a miracle, and at this mont, he was in the detoxification stage. Thus, he appeared quite terrifying, his skin was black, especially now when he was still unconscious, lying there motionless, almost like a... corpse, one that seed to have been dead for a long ti, appearing as if it was about to rot.
"Brother Atai?" Murong Xiaoxiao exclaid, but she dared not approach. The odor made her feel like vomiting.
"He is deeply poisoned, with multiple wounds on his body that have already festered." Yang Ruxin walked over, "Earlier, there was only Xie An here. He, being a man, isn’t ticulous enough. Now that you’re here, it’s better." As Yang Ruxin spoke, she gestured for Chun Hua to bring over a bowl of pitch-black dicinal concoction. "This concoction needs to be applied to the wounds carefully. You must clean the pus from the wounds thoroughly and then sprinkle this dicinal powder and bandage it. Rember to apply and bandage it every hour. It’s up to you now..."
"I..." Murong Xiaoxiao wanted to refuse, but Yang Ruxin didn’t give her the chance to refuse and turned to leave.
Chun Hua also cast a sympathetic glance at Murong Xiaoxiao and quickly followed. The dicine had been changed just a quarter of an hour ago, and actually, changing it every six hours would suffice. However... one look at this girl, and it was clear she wasn’t capable of such tasks, hoping she could persevere.
Yang Ruxin returned to the main hall, her face still unpleasant.
"Xinxin, don’t be upset. It might be the old madam’s idea." Gu Qingheng understood his wife. Despite her polite deanor earlier, she was already angry inside. He didn’t care about others, but he couldn’t let his wife suffer due to anger.
"Since Xie Tai couldn’t handle his mother, why ss with others?" Yang Ruxin snorted. "Now he even has a fiancée. What is this supposed to an?"
"Indeed, Brother Xie’s actions this ti were inappropriate."
"If I get more upset, I’ll give him a couple more dicine pills and render him useless."
"Haha," Gu Qingheng laughed, "I support you, or I could give him a sword strike and a palm blow. That’d finish him off instantly."
Yang Ruxin raised her eyebrows at Gu Qingheng, then burst into laughter: "Co on, I was just montarily angry. At any rate, I’ll wait until he wakes up to decide."
After bandaging and applying dicine to Xie Tai once, Murong Xiaoxiao was sowhat overwheld. She liked the handso and charming Xie Tai, not the man now with blackened body and wounds emitting a foul odor.
Of course, more importantly, Yang Ruxin ntioned that it was still uncertain whether Xie Tai would regain consciousness and if he did, whether his intelligence or motor functions would be affected.
If he becos incapacitated, am I to marry him? No, absolutely not.
"Madam," even if Murong Xiaoxiao had to leave, she wanted to do so honorably, "I need to go back for a while."
Yang Ruxin subtly raised an eyebrow.
"Rest assured, I’ll be back soon." Murong Xiaoxiao sighed, "The old madam is still at ho waiting. I need to go back and inform her."
"You could just send soone to notify her."
"If the old madam learns Brother Atai is injured like this, she’d be heartbroken. I’m worried about her health, so I need to be there to comfort her..."
Yang Ruxin displayed an understanding expression: "Then feel free to go."
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