YM778.TV Chapter 1793: Fang Yong Had Been Too Eager for Quick Success
Chapter 1793: Fang Yong Had Been Too Eager for Quick Success
Li County was comparable to Dazhou City. It would not be easy for Fang Yong to take a bite at Li County with his few men and horses. He was so severely injured now.
Fang Yong had been too eager for quick success.
Ning Shu untied Fang Yong’s clothes, then took out rice wine and poured it on a dagger. She then placed the powdered medicine beside herself and said to the others, “Hold him down.”
“Sister, are you confident?” Chen Li asked, “If something happens, Fang Yong’s mother will definitely blame us.”
“I’m going to do everything I can. If he really dies, we will just take over the people under his command.” Ning Shu washed her hands with wine.
Fang Yong’s soldiers: …
Ning Shu was just saying that, though. There was no way the protagonist would die.
She held the dagger and cut the wound into a cross shape. Thanks to the sharp dagger, the cut was very neat.
“Ugh…” Fang Yong woke up from the pain. He opened his eyes and saw Ning Shu. She bared her white teeth and said, “Endure it.”
Ning Shu followed the incised wound, found the direction of the hook, and used a dagger to push the flesh away. Fang Yong’s face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
“Hold him down. I’m going to pull it out.” Ning Shu grasped the arrow tightly. She suddenly used all her strength, and with a ‘pop,’ the arrow left his body. Fang Yong’s body arched in pain. A fountain of blood sprayed out from the wound, landing all over Ning Shu’s face.
Ning Shu wiped her face and hurriedly sprinkled powder on the wound. She then used a cloth to press Fang Yong’s wound tightly.
“Brother, you go first. I will catch up to you later,” said Ning Shu to Chen Li.
“Okay.”
Ning Shu applied pressure on Fang Yong’s chest. When blood stained the cloth strip, she changed to another cloth.
Once the bleeding became less severe, Ning Shu used a needle and sutured Fang Yong’s wound under the horrified eyes of others.
Fang Yong was also strong-willed. He hadn’t fainted even after all this. His gaze was tired and dim as he watched Ning Shu fix him up as if she were sewing clothes. He was speechless.
When the sewing was finished, Ning Shu tied a knot, cut the thread with scissors, and wrapped the wound.
“Don’t let water touch the wound and change the cloth strips frequently.” Ning Shu put her tools away as she instructed him. She then slung her bag on her shoulder, flipped onto horseback, and chased after Chen Li.
When she caught up with Chen Li halfway, Chen Li asked, “Is Fang Yong okay?”
“He won’t die.” Ning Shu wiped the blood from her face and asked, “Do you know the situation in Pingzhen?”
“There’s no money. It’s pretty poor,” said Chen Li. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to get this task. No one else had any interest in it.
They just had to go and display some military force. It was easy to put Pingzhen under the jurisdiction of Dazhou.
When they arrived outside Pingzhen, the gate was closed. A group of people was watching them from the top of the city walls.
Ning Shu held the reins of her horse and stared at the people at the city gate.
“Are you from the rebel army?” someone shouted from the wall.
Chen Li’s face was unsympathetic as he said, “Yes, you have a quarter of an hour to open the door. Otherwise, we will attack.”
The people on the wall huddled together, discussing something quietly. Soon after, someone shouted, “We can open the city gate, but you can’t massacre the people in the town.”
“The rebel army does not slaughter commoners,” said Chen Li.
Translator: Take
Translator: Kaho