Chapter 247: The Branding Iron - Rebirth of the Noble Daughter

 Chapter 247: The Branding Iron

The coldness of the royal family can be even more terrifying than that of ordinary commoners; today she had witnessed it firsthand. Her resentment towards the powerful families and the royal clan in Dongdu City grew even stronger.

With everyone gone, only the physician and a servant remained.

Wen Xinglu’s forehead was drenched with sweat, clearly in intense pain. Despite this, he remained silent and calmly asked, “Physician, tell me the truth: is my leg beyond saving?”

“If we forcibly remove the arrow, there is a risk of excessive bleeding. The hemostatic powder I brought may not be enough to stop it, so…”

“So you mean, as long as we can stop the bleeding, there is a chance to save the leg?”

“That’s one way to put it, but I can’t give a full guarantee.”

“Just tell me, is there a chance?”

Seeing Wen Xinglu’s determined expression, even the physician felt a pang of sympathy and nodded.

“Yes!”

Hearing this, Wen Xinglu sighed in relief.

“In that case, prepare the branding iron. We’ll use it right after the arrow is removed; it’s very effective to stop the bleeding.”

He had seen this method used in his hometown before. Although it would cause burns that would need treatment afterward, it was far simpler than dealing with massive blood loss.

The physician, accustomed to treating nobility in the palace, was not familiar with such a crude method. Moreover, women in the harem valued their beauty above all else; they would rather die than have any permanent marks.

But Wen Xinglu, being a man, didn’t care much about the burn scar. Compared to the possibility of losing his leg and his career, a burn scar was trivial.

Thus, the physician agreed to use this method.

Branding irons in the polo field were usually used for marking horses, so there were people available who could do it.

The process seemed simple, but it was actually quite difficult; the wound needed to heal quickly without taking too long, or else it would become even more troublesome.

The man assigned to do the branding appeared burly and not very bright, but he was said to be the most skilled in this area.

Wen Xinglu had no other option but to take a gamble.

He nodded to the physician and bit down on a cloth.

The physician swiftly used a sharp knife to make an incision along the arrowhead, and soon the deeply embedded arrow was removed, causing blood to gush out as expected.

The person responsible for the branding iron acted quickly, applying the red-hot iron to the wound.

The smell of burning flesh filled the room as Wen Xinglu’s sweat poured down, his hands gripping the bed so tightly they began to bleed slightly. The pain was unimaginable!

In a moment of distraction, the man quickly removed the branding iron. The wound looked grim, but at least the bleeding had stopped.

The physician, relieved, immediately applied a thick layer of burn ointment and gave Wen Xinglu several pills to invigorate and replenish his blood.

After everything was bandaged up, he slowly said, “Prince Consort, you’ve taken a great risk. I admire your bravery! As long as we ensure the wound stays dry and doesn’t get infected, there shouldn’t be any major issues. However, once the wound heals, you will need to practice walking diligently, or else all this effort will be in vain.”

Knowing that his leg was basically saved, Wen Xinglu lay weakly on the bed and said, “Thank you, Physician. I’ll rely on your care during this period.”

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“You’re welcome, Prince Consort. It’s my duty.”

With that, the physician took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to him. “These are fever-reducing pills. If you feel unwell, you can take them.”

“Alright.”

After everything was settled, the physician left, and Wen Yuwei rushed in like a gust of wind.

Seeing her brother, who looked as if he had just been pulled from the water, her eyes were red, but she didn’t dare cry out loud.

“Yuwei, I’m fine.” Wen Xinglu said, using considerable effort to speak those words.

Glancing at the door to ensure no one else was coming in, his heart grew colder and more detached toward some truths he had long known.

“Brother, I hate it so much! I hate that we weren’t born into a good family, I hate that whenever something goes wrong, we are always the ones to bear the blame, I hate that in times of trouble, no one ever helps us! Why? Why?”

Wen Yuwei turned her frustrations into tears, now only daring to voice her complaints in a whisper.

Ultimately, it was the power and influence that caused the trouble!

In the eyes of the imperial power and nobility, they were as insignificant as ants. Even family members would trample on them in times of difficulty, with no one to help or look after them. Everything had to rely on themselves.

Wen Xinglu shared her sentiments but had grown more desirous of power.

One day, even someone as noble as the princess would have to kneel at his feet, living off his charity!

With this thought, even the pain in his leg seemed to diminish.

His eyes were filled with a cold and radical determination.

With these two incidents occurring, the polo match could no longer continue.

Thus, Princess Changlin, citing her own health issues, left Mingchi early.

Wen Xinglu’s leg injury made movement difficult, and Wen Yuwei needed to care for him, so the two temporarily stayed in the princess’s quarters.

They lacked for nothing, and the physician remained to oversee their care.

Though recuperating was not a problem, there was a lingering feeling that this newly appointed prince consort was being abandoned.

Given her past experiences with various courtiers, this was not surprising.

After hearing about these arrangements, Su Cheng and others had no objections.

After all, their paths were different. Saving Wen Xinglu was just a small effort for them, and they had no further interest.

On the return carriage, Bai Siruo chattered about her opinions on the matter, while Feng Jinyao remained unusually silent.

In her rebirth, she had changed the fates of many.

Now, her second brother had found happiness, but the Wen siblings had met with retribution.

Feng Jinyao had no compassion for them. Wen Yuwei, who had wronged her in the previous life, and Wen Xinglu, who had secretly plotted against her family, were not to be spared.

However, their current distance from the Wen family was quite significant.

If the truth came to light in the future, wouldn’t that give them a chance to escape?

No!

When they had destroyed her family, they hadn’t considered giving her a way out. Now that they were in a dire situation, Feng Jinyao would not hesitate to make them suffer more!

With this in mind, she felt the need to find an opportunity to pull them into the fray.

Otherwise, the supporting roles in this drama would be lacking.

And that simply wouldn’t do.

A calculating and shrewd smile appeared on Bai Siruo’s face, but she was too absorbed in her own thoughts to notice, still chatting away.

Meanwhile, in the princess’s residence, a long-serving guard leader was quietly silenced.

“Useless and unable to protect people properly, what use is such a waste?”

Princess Changlin’s anger was due to the incident of Bai Siruo returning unharmed.