They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 212 Pinch the mouth, will you?

Wu Ziyan doesn't have any antidote pills, but her blood, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should be able to neutralize any poison.

Just like when we saved Han Yuxiu last time, if all else fails, we'll have to call for Doctor Han.

Going inside, I saw the two people lying on the bed. Good heavens, they were both injured like this, and they were still wearing masks.

Is this some kind of industry regulation for them?

"Speaking of which, why didn't you take off their masks? Didn't you even consider their feelings?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare! Anyone who has looked directly into the faces of these esteemed officials will die!"

"What you're saying sounds so mysterious, is it some kind of urban legend?"

"Take off the mask. You can't expect me, an injured person, to do it."

“Take off your clothes, oh, of course, there should still be a screen between the men and women.”

"Then let the doctor examine the injury and clean the wound."

Hearing her instructions, they had no choice but to obey her orders, after all, she held that token.

After she finished speaking, she was panting heavily.

Sitting in the chair, she was extremely weak, her lips were pale.

"Doctor, please give me something to boost my blood and energy. I'm afraid I'll faint before they can detoxify me."

"It is the Fourth Prince."

The doctor rummaged through the bottles and jars inside the box.

He took out something that looked like a Maltesers and handed it to Wu Ziyan. He smelled it but it didn't have any scent.

But it's a bit much to make her swallow such a large meatball whole without chewing it.

While she was taking her medicine, the larks had already stripped Mo Baiyun and the kite owl completely naked.

Most importantly, they conducted the entire event while blindfolded with cloth strips.

This shows how much they adhere to industry rules and how they can't even see the boss's face.

If they knew that their leader was such a young boy, it would indeed be difficult to convince them.

Wu Ziyan dismissed everyone in the room, leaving only the doctor, whose forehead was covered in fine sweat.

Everyone here is a top-notch figure; even the slightest mistake could cost them their head.

"Now that they've all been stripped bare, you can deal with them."

"Remember to cut away the rotten flesh in the corners and edges, and then get two cups of warm water."

Although the doctor was nervous, his hand holding the scalpel remained steady.

Very cleanly, they cut away all the flesh that had been corroded by the poison from their wounds.

Fortunately, the incident didn't last long, and emergency measures were taken at the beginning.

However, it will take some time for Mo Baiyun to recover the piece of flesh on his thigh that he lost.

The owl was covered in tiny wounds, and Wu Ziyan examined her body.

In addition to the new injuries, there are many old scars on his body.

And there are so many of them, it seems like this line of work is really dangerous.

Wu Ziyan endured the pain and slashed his palm with the dagger.

The blood dripped into the two bowls of warm water that had been prepared, and soon the water turned bright red.

The doctor didn't know what she was going to do either.

She didn't dare ask, she didn't dare say, she just watched Wu Ziyan stir the water to dilute the blood.

"Come here and bandage my hand."

The doctor became very dull, doing almost everything Wu Ziyan told her to do.

"Your Highness, what is the meaning of feeding them blood?" The doctor, fearing responsibility, finally asked this question.

They didn't give them medicine, just two bowls of bloody water. What good was that?

"You give this medicine to the owl who is lying down. I will feed him myself."

Seeing the doctor standing there in a daze, holding the bowl, he said, "Don't worry, they won't die."

"If you die, I'll take responsibility. Are you at ease now?"

"Yes, Your Highness, I will give her the medicine right away."

"Oh...right, I gave blood for the two of them, you'd better keep that to yourself."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't know if you would wake up one morning and never wake up again."

These words startled the doctor so much that her hand trembled; how could she dare to say such a thing?

He quickly shook his head and picked up a spoon to feed the owl its blood.

But her mouth remained tightly closed, and after feeding her two spoonfuls, the food dripped directly down her cheeks.

The doctor was so anxious he was sweating profusely, while Wu Ziyan hadn't even gone to feed Mo Baiyun her medicine yet.

She was standing there hesitant and timid, and it was unclear whether it was because of her presence or her status that she acted unnaturally.

"You doctor, you can't feed it, don't you know how to do it?"

"Don't feel pressured because I'm here. Just continue as you normally would."

"Oh, good."

The doctor took out a pillow and propped up the owl's head.

This made her open her mouth slightly, and he used a spoon to feed her a little bit.

But that's too slow. Wu Ziyan said, "I just pinched her cheeks hard."

"Her mouth is already open, so let's pour it in! Time is of the essence, or the poison will spread to other places!"

The doctor had never treated a patient so rudely before.

It has to be said that this method is somewhat effective; as long as you pinch her cheeks hard, she will open her mouth.

They fed her the medicine in big gulps, even a little too quickly, and she choked a couple of times, but thankfully she finished it.

"Alright, go wait at the door for about 15 minutes, that's a quarter of an hour, you know? Then come in and see how she's changed."

"Alright, then Your Highness, Fourth Prince...?"

"I'll take care of the person next to me. Please don't bother them during this time."

After the doctor left and closed the door, Wu Ziyan walked over to Mo Baiyun.

She placed the bowl of medicine on the table, and seeing Mo Baiyun's severely injured appearance, she felt truly heartbroken.

With all that flesh gone and an arrow in her shoulder, she and he were now somewhat alike, brothers in misfortune.

He frowned deeply, his hands clenched tightly, as if he were having a nightmare.

Perhaps because he was in so much pain that he was covered in sweat, Wu Ziyan took out a handkerchief and could only use one hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"My little Yun'er, you are my life. Your life is not just yours, it's mine, you know?"

"If you dare to get injured this badly again, I won't let you off the hook!"

After saying that, I prepared to feed him the medicine, but he kept his mouth tightly shut.

I tried to pry it open with my hands, but one of my hands was in so much pain that I couldn't use any strength.

I could only pinch his face with one hand, but he was as stubborn as an ox, and I couldn't pry it open.

She gently stroked her head, then leaned close to her ear and whispered comforting words.

"Sweetie, open your mouth and drink your medicine. You'll feel better if you drink it."

It's unclear whether Mo Baiyun heard this, but his furrowed brows relaxed a bit.

His tightly clenched fist relaxed. With a gentle squeeze, Wu Ziyan pried his mouth open.

I took a sip of the bloody water, but it didn't have the bloody smell I had imagined. Instead, it had a faint bittersweet taste.

There was still a slight metallic taste. She bent down and fed him the medicine through her mouth.