Chapter 268: There is no cure!

Style: Historical Author: Luo Mo KeWords: 2289Update Time: 24/02/20 17:57:08
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan was dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

It took a long time for him to react, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, Li Dongbi, you don't want to do such a bad thing to honor a bad person, so why don't you let me do it?"

Although Gu Beichuan and Xiang Zhirou had mutual feelings for each other and liked each other.

But there was nothing he could do to look at a person's body without permission.

When Li Dongbi heard this, he frowned and said, "Don't make a fuss. At this juncture, if we don't hurry up, if someone discovers us, we may be left without food."

"Doctors are benevolent. In our eyes, there should be no distinction between men and women. It's because of your impure thoughts that you feel awkward."

"Besides, we are the only two men in this room. Miss Xiang likes you. If you don't see it, do you still want me to see it?"

Gu Beichuan was left speechless by the question. He faltered and wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Li Dongbi: "The maid has not left, and she will probably come back later. How can you move?" Hurry up."

Gan!

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he also became fierce. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and then he gave up.

Although Xiang Zhirou looked pale at this time, her figure was even more exquisite under the close-fitting silk pajamas.

It is not difficult to imagine that the body under the clothes must have a unique beauty.

Coupled with her identity, she is the only daughter of the King of Zhenbei - Princess Anyang.

When the two are combined, 90% of men may not be able to bear this kind of temptation.

However, Gu Beichuan is a modern person after all, and he was tortured by a certain voice before traveling through time.

What kind of beauty have I never seen?

So it's not like I'm making a fool of myself, it's just that my breathing is a little short.

Gu Beichuan reached out his palm and unbuttoned the first button on Xiang Zhirou's shirt.

In an instant, a large expanse of white snow came into view.

Gu Beichuan remained calm and continued to unbutton the second button.

At this point, certain distinctive features are already visible, looming, and most alluring.

Gu Beichuan's nose twitched, smelling the fragrance of Xiang Zhirou's virginity, his breathing became rapid and his throat rolled.

He was careless and didn't dodge!

This is completely different from those girls in later generations who are full of technology and hard work, right?

The degree of temptation is completely different!

Especially now that Xiang Zhirou is lying unconscious on the bed, she can be said to be at your mercy.

If his hand slips at this time, no one will know what he does.

Gan!

Isn't this just a crime?

Fortunately, Gu Beichuan had enough energy to concentrate on himself, so he turned his gaze away and tried not to look.

He casually reached out and continued to unbutton the third button, because the wound was not completely exposed yet.

During the process of unbuttoning the third button, because my eyes were averted, I naturally couldn't do it quickly and accurately, so there was inevitably more contact with the skin.

Gu Beichuan felt that he was careless again and did not dodge!

I thought that women in ancient times did not have the skin care products of later generations, so their skin would not be as good as those of later generations.

But Xiang Zhirou taught him a hard lesson with her own experience, what is skin like skin!

What does it mean to have skin so tender you can squeeze out water!

What does it mean that just skin-to-skin contact can arouse people's imagination and imagination?

Add to that the striking features of its grand scale, and it’s really…

Gu Beichuan took a quick look. Even if judged by the standards of future generations, this scale would at least rank fourth in the alphabet.

Miss Xiang actually has such talent, you can't tell it when she wears clothes.

Gu Beichuan's mind was in a state of confusion at this time, and he unknowingly recalled that sentence: A woman who lowers her head and cannot see her toes is the most beautiful woman in the world.

That Xiang Zhirou is not only stunning in the world, but at least two of them are stunning in the world.

Fortunately, he didn't forget about the business. His eyes moved towards his shoulder blades, and he saw patches of blood seeping out of the bandages that had been wrapped.

It must have been more than half a month since Xiang Zhirou was stabbed.

This wound is still bleeding?

The situation was probably not optimistic. Gu Beichuan's heart shuddered slightly, and he began to stretch out his hand to remove the bandage. His movements were very light, as if he was trying his best not to touch Xiang Zhirou's wound.

After a while, all the bandages were removed, revealing the wound.

Gu Beichuan took a quick look and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

I saw that the wound was not getting better than when I first saw it, but was becoming more serious.

The area around the wound had turned purple, and black blood even seeped out from the deepest part.

During the days when he was waiting for the arrival of Messenger Huang in Huainan, Gu Beichuan was not only practicing martial arts, he also occasionally supplemented his medical knowledge with Li Dongbi.

He now combines the knowledge of Medicine Palace and modern medical knowledge to see how bad Xiang Zhirou's situation is.

Among other things, infection alone is a big problem.

The area around the wound was green and purple, and the center had turned black!

If there was no bacterial infection, Gu Beichuan would never believe it.

Bacterial infections are no big deal in modern times because there are a large number of antibiotics for targeted treatment.

But in ancient dynasties, it was a serious disease that could kill people!

So why do we say so many people die in wars?

This is because knife and gunshot wounds can easily become infected if not treated properly.

Seeing Xiang Zhirou's current condition, Gu Beichuan didn't have any charm left. He repackaged the bandage with a sullen face, then gently put on Xiang Zhirou's clothes, and then climbed over the wall with Li Dongbi and left.

Of course, I didn’t forget to close the door before leaving.

On the way back to Qian'en Garden, Gu Beichuan's face had not been very good.

Li Dongbi was also taciturn, resulting in almost no conversation between the two along the way.

It wasn't until he returned home that Gu Beichuan asked, "Dong Bi, what kind of poison was the poison on Qin, the female assassin's sword?"

"A kind of poison from Beiyan, called Sword Corrosion Powder."

"If you are cut by a sword with this medicine applied, the wound will deteriorate rapidly. Within a few days, it will turn black and purple, until it finally turns into pus and rot."

"The whole process was extremely painful and unbearable."

"In the end, people die in pain, and they use an extremely cruel poison."

"I thought that with the help of the palace doctor, Miss Xiang's injuries should not be a problem."

"Now it seems that the doctors at Daqianye are probably half-skilled. They can only delay the onset of the poison, but they cannot completely cure it."

When Gu Beichuan heard this, his brows furrowed again.

If they had known that Daqian's imperial doctors were so unreliable, they should have come earlier.

"Then do you have a way to get rid of the poison?" Gu Beichuan said with a hint of hope in his tone.

However, Li Dongbi shook his head and said regretfully: "Sword Corrosion Powder is a poison that becomes more and more toxic as time goes by."

"If it was half a month ago, I could still suppress it with my prescription, and then use the Medicine King's true energy to cleanse the whole body. Over time, the poison will naturally be worn away."

"But now half a month has been wasted. The toxicity of Sword Corrosion Powder has reached its peak. I'm afraid the effect my prescription can have is minimal."

"Feel sorry…"