The wounds were very wounded, and the flesh was tumbling, because they had been soaked in the rain for a while, and there was not much blood on those wounds, but they looked pale and pale.
Mei 13 quickly treated his wound, then sprinkled a few pieces of medicinal powder on it, and then took a bandage and bandaged his wound.
Then, he was fed another pill, which stopped the attack.
Hongyi kept looking nervously, and when he saw that Mei Shisan had finished dealing with it, he hurriedly handed over the hand towel and asked Mei Shisan to wipe his fingers clean, and asked anxiously: "Mei Gongzi, is he still in trouble?"
” Mei Shisan wiped his fingers carefully and said lightly: "It's no big deal!"
” He looked at Changsheng's unconscious appearance and added: "If you let him get wet in the rain again, I am afraid that it will cause wound infection and then a high fever, and it will definitely not be saved." ” "He's been in the rain for almost an hour, will he have a fever?"
Hongyi said, stretched out his hand to probe Changsheng's forehead, and then probed his forehead, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he was a little relieved.
Chongmen Huan, who was sitting next to her, kept looking at Hongyi, she didn't notice that Chongmen Huan was looking at her, thinking that she was really flustered, so she didn't have time to see Chongmen Huan.
Judging from the various behaviors of the red clothes, Changsheng may have a different existence for the red clothes.
Because Changsheng and Hongyi were both wet, and there was no change of clothes, Mei 13 started to light the charcoal stove in the carriage.
This allows Red Yi and Changsheng to bake the clothes on their bodies, and they can also dry quickly.
Seeing that Changsheng was safe and sound, Hongyi was finally relieved, stretched out her hand to roast on the charcoal stove, her body trembled a little, and her highly nervous spirit relaxed all of a sudden, and she felt exhausted.
Before she could come to her senses, Chongmenhuan's voice rang out: "Tell me, what's going on?"
” I could hear that there was something cold in Chongmenhuan's voice, and Hongyi suddenly came back to his senses, because he was too worried about immortality, so some of his behaviors just now may have been a little out of shape.
Hurriedly got up in fear and knelt down in front of Chongmenhuan.
The carriage that kept shuttling in the rainy night was a little bumpy, she knelt there and swayed her body slightly, bit her lip and said: "Niangniang, the slave and maid brought people back without your permission, if you are angry and blame the slave and maid, the slave and the maid have no complaints!"
” Chongmenhuan's hands were wrapped under the wide sleeves, the wound on the palm had not yet healed, she brushed her own wound, but her words were faint.
"Do you save him, public or private?"
A woman is so interested in a man, in addition to having him in her heart, Chongmenhuan feels that other reasons are a bit far-fetched, especially a calm and ruthless person like Hongyi.
She's not a casual treat to other men.
What's more, braving such a heavy rain and lurking dangers, he helped Changsheng walk for more than an hour.
How can ordinary people have such patience?
Being tortured by her like this, no matter how calm Hongyi was, she couldn't hold it anymore, she knelt there and lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Menhuan, and explained softly: "Lord Changsheng used to be the teacher of the slave maid, and the slave maid and the four people in Tsing Yi were all taught by him, although they rarely saw each other again, but ......"