Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 902

After that was cleaning the wound, disinfection, and sewing the wound!

In order to let Wei Yuanwei see it more clearly, dozens of candles were lit in the tent, illuminating Ai Lin's solemn and serious face very clearly.

The three of them stood at the opposite side, silently watching Ai Lin st.i.tching the wound.

This ancient sewing naturally could not be compared with the ones in surgery, so it was still rather difficult for Ai Lin to sew it up. But fortunately, her many years of experience was here, so the sewing method was not sloppy at all.

The weather in the early autumn was already slightly cold, but a fine layer of sweat was slowly seeping out of Ai Lin's forehead.

This scene was a little b.l.o.o.d.y, and ordinary people would definitely feel unwell, but Ai Lin, from start to finish, did not even frown. Her expression was calm and cautious, which meant that she was already used to this kind of scene.

Looking at the way she was sewing the wound, she was experienced and skillful, which was definitely not something a novice could do.

When the last step was complete, Ai Lin let out a long sigh of relief, raised her head and looked at the three people in front of him.

"We still need to remove the st.i.tches after half a month!" This kind of thread was not a special medical thread, it would not be absorbed by the skin. When the time came, removing the thread would also be a type of pain, and it would also leave behind scars.

Beneath the mask, Cang Chu revealed a warm smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as I know you're Wei Yuanwei, it's fine!"

Ai Lin's thick eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at Cang Chu with her clear and beautiful eyes. Why did she feel that not a single person here was kind?

"I am Wei Yuanwei to begin with, why should I prove it?" Ai Lin looked at Cang Chu, his tone firm and his eyes resolute.

She is Wei Yuanwei, what proof do I need? This was Wei Yuanwei's body in the first place!

Turning around, Ai Lin walked out of the tent. With the autumn wind blowing on her face, she felt much better.

He didn't know why Ai Lin felt that these people had such heavy thoughts!

One by one, they appeared to be smiling, but their hearts were filled with many things.

"small tail!" Ning Zheyan walked over and held Ai Lin's hand: "Did you remember something?"

Ai Lin lowered her head and looked at Ning Zheyan holding her hand, then looked at the two in the tent, as though there was no reaction. Please, this was ancient times, she was a married woman, this man was holding her hand, and was even seen by others.

The two men did not seem to want to stop him, but one of them was wearing a black mask and the other was wearing a silver mask.

What did this mean?

It even reached that prince's ears. Would he not be angry?

Or was it that the prince was a man under the control of his wife?

Or was it because the people here were too open-minded?

"No, I didn't think of anything!" Ai Lin shook his head, he did not have any of the original owner's memories, and towards the person in front of him, he was truly a stranger.

"Although you don't have any memories, you can still receive blood transfusions, know how to sew up your blood type, and know how to make a wound. That's why, the Hymn of the Wind only erased your memories of people and things, but some things that are carved into your bones will never be forgotten!" Ning Zheyan's lips, which were as red as peach flowers in March, slightly opened as he smiled. He looked very pretty, but there was always a trace of sadness on his face, "So, your love for Mu Jin is also carved into your bones, it's useless for Feng Yin to erase your memories!"

That's right, so what if he brought her along? When she sees Mu Jin again, she would still like him!

Is it that much love? grabbed his hand and fell into deep thought.

The original owner also knew about blood transfusions, blood types, and how to st.i.tch wounds. This operation was truly not something an ancient person could handle.

Then why was the original owner's ident.i.ty so strange?

What she knew, the original owner knew, and what the original owner liked, she also liked!

Why is that?

Was he a transmigrator like her? And a doctor? Ai Lin laughed, a person who had teleported into the same body, was there such a coincidence in the world?

"Tell me, did I lose my memories because someone poisoned me with a venom?" Ai Lin had to confirm first to see if the original owner was still alive.

"Yes, once the Gu poison in your body is dispelled, you will be able to recall everything!" Ning Zheyan answered with certainty.

"That means I'm not dead!" Ai Lin muttered to himself.

"Feng Yin cannot possibly kill you, even if you die, he will find a way to save you. You are extremely important to Mu Jin!" Ning Zheyan said firmly.

If Feng Yin killed Wei Yuanwei, Mu Jin would lose control and perish together with Feng Yin.

Mu Jin's current plan was to establish that Wei Yuanwei was still alive. If she was dead, then Mu Jin's plan would not work.

So the original owner was not dead? Wei Yuanwei seriously thought for a moment, and even popped out that she had actually already transmigrated here a long time ago. However, it was because of the wind moan's poison that caused her ancient memories to disappear, which was also the original owner's memories disappearing. However, her own memories did not disappear.

But very quickly, Ai Lin dismissed that thought, laughing at herself for being a little too stupid, even thinking too much.

"Then what is your relations.h.i.+p with Mu Jin?" Ai Lin looked at Ning Zheyan and asked.

Ning Zheyan thought for a moment, "It's not a relations.h.i.+p, we just know each other!"

"Then, you were holding my hand and were seen by them. Aren't you afraid they would tell the prince?"

Ning Zheyan laughed instead: "Mu Jin won't bother about a dead person!"

"What dead man?" Ai Lin did not understand, his hands were clearly warm.

Ning Zheyan held Wei Yuanwei's hand and placed it on his chest. After pausing for a few seconds, Ai Lin's expression became solemn and wanted to pull her hand back. She was completely unable to feel his heartbeat.

"Zheyan died five years ago so she should have been buried in the ground as if she were an ordinary person. But Zheyan is different from ordinary people, Zheyan is eerie, if he wants to die in a eerie manner, he can only use fire. So, the current Zheyan is not human, he only has the ethereal charm of a person's body!" Ning Zheyan did not mind telling Wei Yuanwei these things.

After all, he was not a real person, not even a ghost, he was just a ghost. Furthermore, the white dot was a monster!

Ai Lin looked at the Ning Zheyan in front of him in a daze. It was no wonder why his eyes were always filled with such grief.

"But, you have the temperature!" Ai Lin touched Zheyan's arm. There really was a temperature, it was just that there was no heartbeat or breath.

He was just like a normal person!

"Because of the Shadow Bead, if not for it, Zheyan would even be afraid of the moonlight, let alone the temperature!" Ning Zheyan laughed again. He always did that.