Chapter 9

It can be imagined how strong-willed this man was. With such injuries, if it were anyone else, not to mention taking her to empty the national treasury, they probably wouldn’t even dare to move an inch.

Mo Jiuye's skin had turned purplish-blue, with several open wounds still oozing bright red blood.

Moreover, the injured area was extremely large, with almost no good spots left on his buttocks and thighs.

It was evident how merciless the person who administered the punishment was.

Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a chill as he instinctively reached down to pull up his pants.

Due to her profession, He Zhiran instantly transformed into a professional doctor with a strong sense of occupational ethics.

Her voice was stern yet uncompromising.

"Don't move."

Hearing this, Mo Jiuye's hand that had just grabbed his waistband instantly froze in place.

He Zhiran peeled his hand away without hesitation.

"Although you didn't injure any bones, these injuries are still not minor. Don't underestimate external injuries, or they can also be fatal if not treated promptly."

Listening to her nagging on like an old lady, Mo Jiuye finally resigned himself and retracted his hand.

He closed his eyes and allowed He Zhiran to treat his wounds.

He Zhiran worked skillfully. First, she poured some alcohol on a cotton ball, then used forceps to hold the cotton ball and gently dab Mo Jiuye's wounds.

"It will hurt a little, bear with it."

"Mm." It did hurt somewhat, but to Mo Jiuye, this was nothing.

After disinfecting the wounds, He Zhiran took out a package of Yunnan Baiyao powder from her spatial ring. This medicine worked best for Mo Jiuye’s injuries.

She gently and evenly sprinkled the medicinal powder on Mo Jiuye's wounds. Her fingers inadvertently brushed against his skin.

This sensation made Mo Jiuye's body involuntarily shudder. At the same time, he was acutely aware that his face felt like it was on fire.

He Zhiran was fully focused on treating Mo Jiuye's wounds and didn't notice his reaction. By now, she had finished bandaging the wounds.

She nimbly gave him a tetanus shot as well.

Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a stinging pain in his arm, like a needle prick, and his body instinctively tried to avoid it.

"Don't move," He Zhiran reminded him.

Mo Jiuye's body instantly froze until the needle prick sensation disappeared, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

After taking care of these things, He Zhiran looked towards Mo Jiuye's bloodstained underwear.

"Where are your clothes? I'll go get you a clean pair of pants."

Mo Jiuye knew his face was flushed, and didn't dare turn his head when asked.

"My clothes are in the cabinet on the left."

He Zhiran randomly grabbed a pair of white underwear from the cabinet and placed them on the bed. She then went to take off the pants she had already pulled down to Mo Jiuye's knee hollows.

Mo Jiuye quickly stopped her, "I'll do it myself."

He was embarrassed enough already. If he let this woman help change his pants, wouldn't he have to find a crack in the ground and burrow into it?

He Zhiran didn't think much about matters like these. After all, she had undressed countless patients in her previous life.

"Your wounds have just been treated, you shouldn't move around. What if they start bleeding again? My efforts would go to waste."

Mo Jiuye still insisted, "Men and women should not have physical contact. How could I let you help me change pants?"

Hearing this, He Zhiran couldn't help laughing out loud. She no longer held back when she spoke, disregarding Mo Jiuye's feelings.

"I've already seen every inch of your butt, so what's the difference in just changing your pants?"

Mo Jiuye...

He now felt as if there was a huge boulder blocking his chest, nearly suffocating him.

This woman really had no filter, dredging up past events however she pleased.

But thinking about it, she was not wrong either. His butt had been exposed here for half a day already. If he kept refusing in this situation, it would seem somewhat pretentious.

"Cough cough... If I live through this, I will definitely take responsibility for you."

In Mo Jiuye's mind, this was equivalent to him having physical intimacy with He Zhiran. As an upright man, he absolutely could not let the woman suffer any loss because of him.

Hearing his words, He Zhiran couldn't help laughing again.

However, she tried to restrain her laughter to prevent the servants outside from hearing.

"Hahaha... Don't take it so seriously, okay? I'm treating your injuries purely out of a doctor's basic ethics. Don't think about responsibility or anything like that."

To be honest, He Zhiran had never considered her future with Mo Jiuye.

Although she admired this hero, the two had only just met. There was no feeling between them whatsoever.

To He Zhiran, a soul from the modern world, she only wanted Mo Jiuye to survive the exile journey.

As for anything else, she would let nature take its course.

It could be said that He Zhiran was quite rational in her attitude towards her relationship with Mo Jiuye. She would not blindly accept this marriage that did not originally belong to her just because the other party was her idol and hero.

Of course, if the two developed feelings for each other through their interactions, she would also try dating Mo Jiuye until both felt that the other was their destined partner. Only then would being together seem natural.

But now was not the time to consider such things. The long exile road still lay ahead, and she needed to think about how to cope.

After restraining her laughter, He Zhiran carefully helped Mo Jiuye into his pants.

Once the pant legs were pulled up, Mo Jiuye refused any more help from He Zhiran.

"I can do the rest myself."

He Zhiran did not insist. He could even walk on roofs and walls, carefully pulling up his pants should be no problem.

Before Mo Jiuye turned over, she quickly stored the medical supplies in her space ring.

She also took stock of the alcohol quantity. This made He Zhiran instantly delighted to find there were three bottles left.

Even the Yunnan Baiyao powder, gauze, tetanus medication, disposable syringes and forceps she had just used were all restored to their original amounts.

What was even more exciting was that the number of forceps had increased by one.

What did this mean?

It meant that the original items in her space ring did have a replenishing function.

Of course, those things she had tossed in during ancient times did not replenish, since the items she left in her ear space were gone.

Even so, He Zhiran was very satisfied.

With this feature, she felt her backbone straighten quite a bit.

Because her space ring contained much more than just these simple medical supplies.

She knew now was not the time for joy. Time was tight and she still had many things to handle.

Thinking of this, He Zhiran took out the two indenture contracts and walked out again.

Qiao Yu had been waiting at the door. Seeing her emerge, she hurriedly asked respectfully, "Miss, is there anything your servant can do for you?"

"Qiao Yu, go to your room. I have something to discuss with you and Qiao Xin."

After speaking, He Zhiran immediately headed towards the maids' room.

Qiao Yu had served the young miss for many years but had never seen her be so formal. She quickly fell in step behind her.

At the same time, her heart thumped anxiously.

Judging by the young miss's demeanor, there must be some important matter at hand.