Under the shocked eyes of Aunt Liu and others, Jiang Mo walked out of Ye Jintang's room in a grand manner.
He waved his hand and fired a flare into the sky.
"My people will come over in a while to help you clean up the yard."
"Can I still live in this yard?"
Ye Jintang frowned and made a pun.
"If the girl doesn't feel that it's unlucky to have someone die in the yard, she can still live in it. I will help her clean up the yard."
"OK."
Since someone was helping to clean up the yard, Ye Jintang didn't let the Zhou brothers interfere. He just asked them to go back to the house and leave the rest of the things alone.
Ye Jintang didn't want to look at the corpse in the yard. She turned around and was about to go back to the house when she saw Jiang Mo, who had been so calm just now, with a pale face and looked like he was about to faint.
After only a moment of hesitation, Ye Jintang stepped forward to ask about Jiang Mo's situation.
The oolong incident that happened just now can be regarded as indirectly saving her. She helped Jiang Mo take care of his wounds, and the two of them were even.
"Mr. Jiang, do you want to treat the injury on your back?"
"Does the girl know medical skills?"
Ye Jintang didn't know how to answer this question.
In her previous life, Ye Jintang initially studied Western medicine and relied on Western medicine to make her fortune. Unfortunately, the knowledge she learned before was completely useless here.
"I know a little bit about it. Mr. Jiang has his own medicine. I can help you sew up the wound to make it heal faster."
"Then please trouble me, girl."
It was obvious that Jiang Mo also felt a little exhausted, so he did not pretend to be calm and allowed Ye Jintang to help him into the house.
Jiang Mo was sitting on the Arhat bed in the outer room, feeling a little confused, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
He understood that this was the aftermath of excessive bleeding.
The two wounds on his back were still too deep. Even if he applied hemostatic medicine in time, he would still bleed a lot.
Jiang Mo took out a longan-sized black honey pill from his pocket and drank it. The medicine was extremely bitter, but he didn't even frown.
Not long after taking it, Jiang Mo finally felt better and was no longer in a daze.
"Lv Zhu, go get a basin of hot water, and Forsythia, go get the soju."
There was no sterilizing alcohol at home, so Ye Jintang could only make do with cooking wine.
Ye Jintang brought scissors and wanted to cut off the clothes on Jiang Mo's back.
As soon as her hand touched the clothes on Jiang Mo's back, she felt something was wrong with his clothes.
Looking down and taking a closer look, the black brocade clothes were all stained with blood. No wonder she always felt the smell of blood was so strong.
Ye Jintang, who was slightly germaphobic, cut all of Jiang Mo's clothes and asked Lvzhu to take them out and burn them.
After taking off his clothes, Ye Jintang held the scissors and stared blankly at the crisscrossing scars on Jiang Mo's body.
How could a man have so many injuries?
Some injuries look old, leaving only a shallow mark.
Some of the injuries were probably from the past few months, and there were clear traces of stitches on them.
"Miss Ye, do you want to give me medicine? Although I know that my injuries are very domineering, you can't stare at me so blatantly."
Jiang Mo turned his head and looked at Ye Jintang with a half-smile.
Seeing the evil smile on his face, Ye Jintang gave him a big eye roll.
"Mr. Jiang's injuries will probably scare the bride to tears if she marries him in the future."
After Ye Jintang said that, his eyes fell on the wound on Jiang Mo's back.
After taking a closer look, she discovered that the two wounds were much more serious than she had imagined.
The wound, which was more than 20 centimeters long, looked extremely hideous with the skin turned outwards.
"I have a golden sore medicine here that is very effective. You just need to help me spread it on the wound and bandage it."
"But I don't have the strength, so I have to trouble the girl to get it myself. It's in the secret pocket on my waist."
Ye Jintang lowered his head, and sure enough, he could vaguely see a bag in Jiang Mo's belt.
She secretly gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Mo was so seriously injured, she would definitely have ignored him.
Ye Jintang's delicate brows furrowed and he held back his breath to touch the bag on Jiang Mo's waist.
The two were so close that when Ye Jintang lowered his head, his black hair swept across Jiang Mo's chest.
Jiang Mo felt as if something was sweeping over his heart, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Soon Ye Jintang took out the hidden bag and took out a small white bottle with the words "Golden Sore Medicine" written on it.
"For such a big wound, just applying medicine is not enough."
"Mother Liu, go get the silk thread."
Upon hearing the silk thread, Jiang Mo couldn't help but look at Ye Jintang. She didn't want to help him sew his wounds. Seeing that she was young, she didn't expect to have such skills.
Last time he injured his arm and wanted to find a doctor in Yuezhou City to give him a few stitches, but he couldn't find a doctor who knew how to do it.
"Can you do it, girl?"
"You have to do it even if it doesn't work. For such a long wound, you can only use medicine to stop the bleeding. If it is not treated in time, it will easily lead to serious problems."
When cleaning Jiang Mo's wound, Ye Jintang found that a lot of hemostatic medicine had been sprinkled on the wound.
These medicines are very powerful and can stop bleeding in a short time, preventing Jiang Mo from bleeding to death.
She secretly sighed in her heart, if she had known she would have this day, she should have studied Chinese medicine back then, maybe she could still use it now.
While talking, Ye Jintang was not idle, and quickly helped Jiang Mo clean his wounds.
"It may be more painful during the stitches, please bear with it."
Ye Jintang handed a handkerchief to Jiang Mo, "If it hurts so much, just bite the handkerchief as hard as you can."
"Miss Ye, you underestimate me. This little injury is nothing to be afraid of."
"very good."
Ye Jintang saw Jiang Mo being so tough-talking and didn't waste any time with him.
She put the embroidery needle on the candle and carefully roasted it over the fire, then wiped it with wine, and then started to sew up the wound very neatly.
Logically speaking, even if it was an embroidery needle, blood would come out when it was poked into the skin, but she gave Jiang Mo several stitches in succession, and there was no sign of bleeding at all.
Seeing that there was no expression on Jiang Mo's face, it suddenly dawned on him that the hemostatic medicine Jiang Mo used on the wound not only had the effect of stopping bleeding, but also had analgesic and paralytic effects.
No wonder he was so tough just now and asked her to sew it with his hands.
It was impossible to stitch the two long wounds quickly. Two quarters of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and six men in black hurriedly ran into the yard.
"My subordinate is late, please forgive me, master."
Six men in black were kneeling in the yard.
"You must dispose of the bodies in the yard immediately."
"yes."
The six men in black moved very quickly and carried the body out in a short time. They even fetched water to wash away the blood in the yard.
By the time they finished handling it, Ye Jintang in the room hadn't finished sewing Jiang Mo's wound.
The other men in black quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only one man in black standing on the porch.
Ye Jintang thought they couldn't be killers or something, right? He was so skillful in handling the corpse.
