Poison Genius Consort - Chapter 493

Chapter 493: Do I need to explain my actions to you? Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

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Gu Qishao knew that there were guards at the Han Estate, or else he wouldn’t have charged in so openly. He gave Chu Xifeng a belittling smile. “You think the likes of you can block me?”

“Gu Qishao, if you really have the skills, go track down the assassins instead. Stop causing upsets here!” Chu Xifeng huffed.

Gu Qishao laughed out loud. “You’re saying that Long Feiye doesn’t have the skills to find those assassins himself?”

“You’re the one with no skills!” Chu Xifeng retorted.

“So His Highness Duke of Qin has already caught the culprits?” Gu Qishao feigned astonishment.

Chu Xifeng couldn’t best him in a verbal spar and simply unsheathed his sword. Gu Qishao’s eyes turned cold before he kicked the weapon aside. “Poison lass’s wound hasn’t been treated yet. This old fellow will take care of you some other time!”

Esteemed wangfei’s been hurt? She didn’t treat it?

Now Chu Xifeng was frantic as well. He followed Gu Qishao as he knocked on the door, but nobody answered their calls. Naturally, Han Yunxi heard them from inside, but she hadn’t bothered to deal with them, too busy puzzling over the injury on her shoulder. Someone had finished an amazing treatment over the wound. The injury had been deep, the arrowhead almostly completely buried in three inches of skin, but the person who treated her didn’t even need to unclothe her to heal her! Even more astonishing…was the face that they hadn’t even cut apart her clothes around the wound.

Who has skills like that?

Han Yunxi quickly took off the covering of gauze on her shoulder, then the clothes underneath, before seeing the wound in all its clarity. The sight only amazed her all the more. Whoever treated her wound hadn’t even bothered to stitch her up! But even so, the wound didn’t fester or bleed.

“How did they take the arrow out?” Han Yunxi muttered to herself. She suddenly realized that her stitching skills on Gu Qishao were really weak in comparison!

Although she wasn’t bleeding, the wound still ached, so Han Yunxi quickly re-bandaged it and got dressed. Only then did she notice the bottle of medicinal powder and the crossbow arrow wrapped in a white cloth at the head of her bed.