Let him lie down again, and also stick gauze on his chest.
Then help him lie flat again.
Fu Chou stood by, watching the master's careful actions, seemingly afraid of causing pain to Xiao Yuchuan's wound.
Moreover, the master was extremely meticulous in applying the medicine, even considering the dirty wounds. Actually, just applying medicine to the surface would suffice; he wouldn't die.
The master's meticulous care clearly showed she didn't want Xiao Yuchuan's injury to leave any long-term effects.
A glimmer of sadness flashed in Fu Chou's eyes as he suddenly said, "Master, Xiao Yuchuan actually poisoned you. It's an unforgivable crime. Without his antidote, you can't really cure the poison?"
"What do you think?" Su Qingyue didn't answer directly.
He understood that the master couldn't cure the poison, so he said no more.
