She handed one of the bundles back to Hong Xiangjun and swiftly stuffed a roll of rag into Liang Yuening's mouth.
Afterward, she pulled out a dagger and carved a cross into the wound on Liang Yuening's shoulder, finally digging out the barbed arrowhead.
During this process, Liang Yuening, who had been unconscious, was awakened by the pain.
But clearly, he was delirious, his face covered in cold sweat, and with a rag stuffed in his mouth, he could only let out faint muffled sounds.
Dong Huiying looked troubled as she applied the ointment and sprinkled the powdered medicine over the wound before binding it up. Then, with a complex expression, she looked at Liang Yuening and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"It's all right now, all right, the pain will subside soon. You should sleep again, get some good rest!"
Liang Yuening gave her a scattered look, with the focus gradually leaving his eyes.
He passed out once more.
