Lu Fenying slowly opened his eyes. Even though he was too weak to stand up, his gaze was still intimidating. “Don’t.”
Gu Bailu sighed inwardly. Whatever Lu Fenying was thinking, Qian’er’s life was probably safe from him for now, at least until the baby was born.
Gu Bailu was conflicted as she stood there, wondering if she should save Lu Fenying.
She thought that she could kill the man while he was wounded, so that Qian’er would be free of him forever.
However, if she did that, neither she nor Qian’er would be able to escape his territory.
After hesitating for a long while, Gu Bailu took out a pill and gave it to the doctor. “Feed this to him. It’ll keep him alive.”
As she spoke, she seized the handle of the dagger and drew it out without any warning. Lu Fenying almost jerked upward at the pain as blood gushed out, and he glared at her coldly. Only someone who experienced it for themself would know how painful it was.
Lu Fenying really wanted to kill Gu Bailu.
Red Wolf clutched Gu Bailu’s wrist tightly. “What are you doing?”
“The dagger has to be taken out. How else can we stop the bleeding?” said Gu Bailu casually.
It would have been good if it was Qian’er who had done it; it might have helped dispel her fear of Lu Fenying.
After glaring at her, Lu Fenying passed out from the pain.
There was no such thing as anesthesia in this era. The injured here depended on spiritual power to contain the pain.
Lu Fenying had held on for so long with a dagger up to the hilt in his chest by relying completely on spiritual power. Now that his spiritual power was depleted, he was at his weakest.
It was like with Feng Qingtian back then, when Gu Bailu had taken advantage of him when he ran out of spiritual power.
“Be gentle,” Red Wolf said fiercely.
Gu Bailu couldn’t care less. Gentle? I’m going to pour salt on the wound.
“The wound is bad. We have to sterilize it. We don’t have many options. Go borrow some salt from the witch doctor,” Gu Bailu said to Red Wolf calmly.
Anger finally appeared on Red Wolf’s expressionless face. “What did you say? Why do you want salt?”
“To clean the wound. If you don’t want the injury to worsen and leave a permanent scar, hurry up and go.” Gu Bailu bluffed without batting an eye.
The doctor’s heart trembled. Lady, can you stop lying? There are tons of other ways to clean the wound. Why do you have to use salt?
But he didn’t dare say a word. He felt that this girl was the only person who could ensure he stayed alive; it was best for him to keep mum.
Red Wolf knew that Gu Bailu was doing this partly on purpose, but he didn’t dare disobey her.
Gu Bailu was smart, and no matter how she messed around, she wouldn’t kill the crown prince.
After the crown prince was out of danger, there would be many chances to get back at her.
Red Wolf soon returned from the cottage with salt.
Sitting by the furnace, the old lady looked at Qian’er, who had woken up but was still as feeble as a newborn cub, and sneered. “Cleaning such a severe wound with salt will only aggravate it. What a malicious woman.”
Qian’er knew that Gu Bailu was kindhearted, but she never went easy on her enemies.
There was no grudge between Gu Bailu and Lu Fenying, so Qian’er knew that Gu Bailu was helping her vent.
“Will… Will he die?” asked Qian’er timidly.
She wanted Lu Fenying to die; she had even personally tried to kill him. At that moment, she had used all her strength and unleashed all her hate.
However… thinking about it now, she realized that it was the dumbest and least helpful thing she could have done.