The jailer looked around warily to prevent anyone passing by.

This feeling made the jailer's face very tangled, and he did not know why he would risk his head to put people in.

I can't bear to see such a little prince die in his cell. After all, he has such a big son who will act coquettishly in his mother's arms. However, the prince born in the royal family has lost his mother and is still in danger.

The jailer felt better when he thought about it. When he saw the news, he could not help turning around and saw the girl tearing off his sleeve. He was a little anxious and said, "what are you doing? I just want you to go in and see him. Come out as soon as you've finished. Someone will come soon! "

Han Fei raised her head. Her face was ferocious and terrifying, as if she was about to kill people. Especially her eyes were full of strange red light. She said word by word: "give me some more time."

The jailer was so frightened by his eyes that he didn't dare to say a word, let alone refute it. At that moment, he felt that his soul was hanged.

The jailer turned back in silence and wanted to cry without tears, so he had to continue to play the role of letting go.

Hanfei exhausted her self-control and controlled her hands. Her shaking would aggravate the pain of the child.

His wound is too serious, and what's worse, because he has not been treated for a long time, his flesh and blood have melted into his clothes. If you want to tear off his clothes, it will be very painful.

Han Fei couldn't help saying, "che'er, hold on, it will hurt, but you can hold on. I believe you. "

Han Fei takes a deep breath and tears his pants. The comatose child is convulsed with pain.

The small body pulls out one by one, the small face is full of pain.

Han Fei was heartbroken, but she didn't dare to stop. She pulled off all the clothes in one puff, and this action made the wound that had been coagulated was torn open again, and the blood gushed out.

Han Fei suddenly said, "I want water! Come on

The jailer was very depressed, but he went to a bowl of clean water and took it.

Hanfei used a cloth stick with clean water to clean up the dirt on his knees, and took out the gravel.

Han Fei takes out the dagger. Mangye is afraid that she is in danger and gives it to her. She burns the candle with the dagger and disinfects it. Then she puts a cloth into the child's mouth to prevent him from screaming.

Those rotten meat on the knee must be cut off, otherwise the wound will be inflamed all the time.

Han Fei breathed deeply for several times, and then she was cruel enough to cut off the rotten meat at the most steady speed.

This also made the child scream, open his eyes and wake up, but the mouth of things blocked his scream, he began to struggle.

Han Fei was sweating and said quickly, "hold him down for me."

The jailer helps her to hold down the child's struggle. Han Fei quickly digs out the remaining rotten meat.

Suddenly, the red blood flowed out.

And dyed the filthy ground red.

The child has been convulsed with pain, tears fall down, the pupil of the eye can be seen clearly.

Han Fei was crying. She threw away the dagger as she cried. Then she quickly took out the prepared powder she had brought with her and sprinkled it all at one breath, covering up the big wound. Blood dyed the powder red, and Han Fei sprinkled a thick layer, which is the best hemostatic powder she prepared.

Later, Han Fei began to wrap the child's wound with a piece of cloth that had been torn away. She wrapped it very hard, so that the bone would be tied up, otherwise it would protrude in the future.

But this process is about to kill the child, he is in the pain faint and pain wake up between repeatedly,.

In this process, even the jailer who witnessed everything and helped hold down the child couldn't bear to see it. He almost didn't dare to see the scene of flesh and blood rolling. How could such a small child bear it? How painful it should be!

Han Fei can breathe a sigh of relief when she entangles the child's leg. She is sweating, pale and weak, which is no better than the child's.

This process took all Hanfei's strength, and now her hands and feet were a little weak.

And the child has been in a coma, but his breath is still there, Hanfei slightly put down his heart.

The jailer released his hand, looked at Han Fei's appearance, and said, "you, how can you understand so much?"

Hanfei shakes her head. Some of them have no strength to speak.

The jailer said again, "you're so good at this. Can he live?"

Han Fei was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."

This injury is too heavy, even if she has dealt with it now, the more important thing is to recover later and whether it will be inflamed.

There is no better disinfection tools, is the most likely way to cause inflammation, and once inflammation, with the child's current physique can not resist.The jailer looked at Han Fei and said, "you have to go out, or you will be found."

Han Fei got up in a panic and almost fell down. Her hands and feet were too soft to support the tonnage of her body.

Han Fei knew that the jailer had helped her a lot, and no matter how much he couldn't do, Han Fei sincerely expressed his thanks and bowed.

The jailer sighed in silence and said nothing.

As she was about to leave the cell, Hanfei heard a faint voice behind her.

It's so small, it's too light to hear.

If Han Fei didn't feel a tremor suddenly, she might not have heard it.

She turned her head abruptly, clutching the railing with both hands, desperately trying to put her head in to hear more clearly.

She heard the child in the gentle, low, like a small animal crying.

"Chubby Chubby... "

"Chubby Where are you... "

"Chubby I'm in pain It hurts... "

"Chubby My mother is dead You don't want me... "

"It hurts Stop fighting It hurts... "

Han Fei couldn't stop her tears again. She cried and bent down and knelt on the ground. She said desperately, "che'er, wait for me. I will bring you back. I will bring you back!"

"Chubby Why... "

"Chubby Don't betray me Chubby... "

The sound went down a little bit until it finally disappeared.

In the child's tightly closed eyes, two lines of clear tears fell.

Han Fei can't help it any more. She covers her mouth and swallows all her crying. She kneels on the ground and her heart is broken.

The jailer stood aside, looking at the scene, only sighing.

Han Fei finally knew why in later generations, Qin Che never wanted to say why his legs were injured.

It never occurred to her that he could not stand like this.

She hated, hated herself, and even more hated her weak self.

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