In the camp, Yun Qianyu began to carefully handle the injured arm of the soldier, by cleaning, disinfecting, and stopping the bleeding in an orderly manner. The injured soldier watched intently how Yun Qianyu was cleaning his wound.
Although he was about to faint from the pain, he stayed strong and clenched his teeth. Big drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead as his body trembled uncontrollably.
Looking at the soldier, Yun Qianyu could already imagine the pain he was going through. She quickly took a piece of white cloth from the medicine box next to her, folded it, put it into the soldiers' mouth, and said, "Here, if you can't stand the pain, bite hard, so as to divert your attention."
"Thank… thank you, Your Highness."
The soldier bit into the cloth and used it to divert his mind away from the pain.
