Vol 2 Chapter 7713:

Meng Yi glanced at the excited little girl, stretched out his hand to untie his cloak, and put it on Ping An.

Ping An is very small, and his cloak is too big for her, so he mops the floor directly.

Ping An looked at the man who was serious about tying himself, and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold."

"..."

Meng Yi looked up at her speechlessly, "Your clothes are torn."

Peace, "..."

"No wonder it feels cold back, but you beat her like this, is it okay?" Ping An asked him curiously.

"You still care about yourself, doesn't your back hurt?" Meng Yi frowned and looked at her.

Ping An was so happy that she didn't feel the pain. When he said this, she only felt a fierce pain in her back, and her legs instantly weakened.

"It hurts! It hurts too much, Zhou Ling, a bitch! You should have killed her just now!" He cursed peacefully.

She was injured for the first time here.

Meng Yi, "..."

He seemed to be unable to believe that she was so rude.

But now is not the time to care about these, he helped her get into the carriage first.

The two guards looked sincere and fearful, and Meng Yi gave them an unhappy look.

"Go back to the house right away! See an imperial doctor for treatment." Meng Yi ordered.

"Yes!"

"No, you don't need to find an imperial doctor. I can just go back and get some medicine. Don't let the prince know about my injury." Ping An quickly ordered.

"At this moment, you still want to hide it?" Meng Yi looked at her incredulously.

"I don't want him to know, just go to the front and buy some hemostatic medicine."

The guard looked at Meng Yi with a bewildered look, waiting for his order.

"Go to my house, my house is near here, stop the blood first." Meng Yi saw her wound dripping blood.

Ping An has no problem, she is in terrible pain now, as long as she can stop the bleeding, oh no, she has to stop the pain.

The carriage soon arrived at the Palace of the Kings of Yi, which looked very magnificent, but inside it was more sluggish than the Palace of the Eight Princes, and there were almost no people in it.

"Uncle Emperor, the place where you live is too much like... a ghost house."

"Shut up! Go in quickly, find Mother Li, and give her medicine." Meng Yi directly carried her in.

Meng Yi found a bottle of golden sore medicine and handed it to Grandma Li who rushed over, and ordered, "Give her medicine."

"Yes, Lord."

"Wait a minute, don't you need to clean the wound? It's all bacteria on it." Ping An is a little anxious. The ancient medical level is not good at all. How can he stop the bleeding directly?

"This..." Grandma Li looked at the prince nervously.

"Yes! Wait a minute." Meng Yi left for a while, came back with a bottle in his hand, and asked Mother Li to use this to clean her first.

Meng Yi walked to the door and turned her back into the room. Mother Li used scissors to help her cut the clothes on her back, pulled off the stopper on the bottle, and said, "The girl bear with me, the old slave is going to wash the wound."

"Wash quickly, move fast, and then apply medicine, speed." Ping An is actually quite afraid of pain.

Sister Li quickly poured the liquid in the bottle onto the safe wound.

With a scream, Ping An will probably never forget this pain in this lifetime.

Mother Li was shuddered, Meng Yi was also taken aback, and quickly turned and walked over. He looked at the already a little frightened Mother Li, quickly took the golden sore medicine and opened it, and quickly spilled it on her. On the back.