Exile? A mad, wicked woman empties the national treasury to escape famine.

She turned to look at Xie Moyao, and winked mischievously.

"Moreover, his serious injuries seem to be related to me."

Xie Moyao was stunned for a moment, recalling the round things that Ji Yunshu had poured out of the bag earlier, things that had thorns on them.

Two of the items still had traces of blood on them. He glanced at Ling Yun on the ground, looked at his wounds, and understood what was going on.

"Was he injured by that thing?"

Ji Yunshu nodded sheepishly, "Yeah, I didn't notice they were standing below, so I just threw this thing down from the tree. I didn't expect it to hit someone. If I had known there were people under the tree, I would have thrown it to the side."

If she had known there were people under the tree, she wouldn't have thrown this thing outside her space; she would have put it inside.

She hadn't expected it to hit anyone, but Ling Yun and Xie Mohe were lucky to be alive. If her hand had been even half an inch off, they would have been dead long ago.

Xie Moyao's expression was indifferent, and his tone was unhurried.

"Why are you so worried? He deserved to be hit by that thing. You went to get those things, so you must have gone quite a distance and found a secluded spot."

Since they were able to appear there, they must have followed you. They were following you, and they deserved to be crushed to death.

Ji Yunshu initially felt somewhat guilty, but after hearing Xie Moyao's analysis, she suddenly understood.

Right, Ling Yun and the others must have followed her there. Now that they've been smashed like this, it's a small lesson for them.

This will prevent them from always sneaking around following others.

Thinking this way, she felt less burdened and even her hand movements became much heavier.

Lingyun's forehead was scratched by the thorns of the durian, causing a lot of bleeding. His hair was also a mess, with a lot of hair stuck to the wound on his forehead.

She pulled Lingyun's hair out of the wound. Some parts of the wound's edges were dry, and the hair was stuck together. She peeled the hair away.

Perhaps because the blow was a bit too heavy, Ling Yun, who was unconscious, twitched a couple of times.

Ji Yunshu noticed Ling Yun's reaction and softened her movements, taking some spiritual spring water from her spatial storage and wetting Ling Yun's hair and wound a little.

With the softening effect of the spiritual spring water, the hair stuck to the wound became easy to peel off.

A moment later

The wound was now fully exposed, and the wound was quite large. The areas that had previously scabbed over started bleeding again after she touched it.

Perhaps because the wound was too severe, half of Ling Yun's head was swollen, round and bulging, and he looked somewhat different.

Ji Yunshu took out a razor from her spatial storage and shaved off all the hair around Ling Yun's wound, exposing the entire wound. Then she threw the razor back into her spatial storage.

They also took out scissors, hemostatic powder, some gauze, and tools for treating external injuries from the medical building.

With so many things, she eventually took out a first-aid kit.

The first-aid kit was fully equipped with supplies for external injuries. She opened the kit, took out a needle, drew some blood from Ling Yun's neck, and sent it into her spatial dimension with her mind, placing it on the blood testing machine to wait for the machine to slowly analyze it.

She then withdrew her thoughts and began to treat Lingyun's external injuries.

She first used the spiritual spring water to clean the wound on Lingyun's head, then disinfected it with antiseptic, and finally sprinkled hemostatic powder on the wound.

But the wound was too deep and the affected area was too large. She sprinkled a lot of hemostatic powder, but it didn't work. In the end, she had no choice but to take out gauze from the first-aid kit, fold the gauze neatly, and gently place it on Lingyun's forehead, pressing it down slightly to slow down the bleeding.

She couldn't give Lingyun a blood transfusion before the results of his blood tests were available.

To prevent his blood from flowing out too quickly, she increased the pressure on her hands. At first, Ling Yun had some reaction, his body occasionally twitching, but later he stopped reacting altogether. If it weren't for the warmth in her hands, Ji Yunshu would have suspected that he had kicked the bucket.

Her hands kept moving, while her mind explored the space to operate the machines and speed up the blood sample testing.

Xie Moyao lay on the bed next to him, staring dumbfounded at Ji Yunshu's actions, starting with the black object that Ji Yunshu had taken out at the beginning.

Ji Yunshu pressed a spot on it, and the black thing made a buzzing sound. When Ji Yunshu placed the black thing on Ling Yun's head, Ling Yun's hair was cut off!

What on earth is that thing? It's so magical! Just a touch and it can knock out a person's hair!

Then, before he could react, Ji Yunshu conjured up a whole host of things out of thin air.

Among them were a few items he had seen before; Ji Yunshu had occasionally taken them out for him to use when his leg was injured.

But there were many more that he had never seen before, especially the last box that was brought out. The box was so beautiful that he had never seen such an exquisite box in his life.

There were some odds and ends inside. He recognized one of them as gauze because he had gauze wrapped around his feet.

He stared at the pile of odds and ends on the ground with a strange expression, his heart pounding in his chest. He was terrified that someone might lift the carriage curtain and come inside, and upon seeing this collection of strange objects, they would probably mistake them for monsters.

He was about to say something to Ji Yunshu when he saw that she remained expressionless, still sitting there blankly, pressing Ling Yun's head.

He coughed twice, and seeing that Ji Yunshu didn't react, he guessed that she had gone into that space to retrieve something again. He was now extremely curious about that space.

He didn't know when Ji Yunshu would react, and he was worried that someone might suddenly barge into the carriage, so he gently lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.

Xie Lin happened to be standing outside the carriage. Xie Moyao said calmly,

"You stay outside the carriage and guard it properly. No one is allowed to enter the carriage without my order."

Sherlin nodded, and as he looked down, his gaze inadvertently fell upon the scene inside the carriage.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, he did indeed see many strange and wonderful things!

He opened his mouth, pointed at the things inside the carriage, and looked on incredulously.

"Your Highness, that..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw his lord glaring at him coldly, his eyes full of warning.

Sherlin immediately covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, shrank his neck, and nodded.

"Yes! Your Highness, rest assured, I will keep a close watch on the carriage and will not let anyone in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Moyao lowered the carriage curtain, leaving Xie Lin bewildered in the wind.

Schelling's mind was now filled with the scene inside the carriage.

Where did those things come from? It was a jumbled mess, and he had never seen any of them before.

Also, what happened to Lingyun's hair? How come it went bald after only a short time inside?