CH 13 treating a serious injury

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'This is an opportunity to test the power of that girl.'

Ja-hyeon thought as he looked at the young discipline , who was dangerously stuck on the back of head by a horse and bleeding profusely.

The disciple, now just 14 years old was very unlucky, kicked in the head. Luckily he did not die on the spot because he was hit near his temple, but his condition was serious enough.

 'Can he withstand tonight? Even if he lives , there is no guarantee that he mentally would be stable.'

' But this may be a good opportunity. If Soru manages to save someone who's on the verge of death, She will have no problems curing the people on the list. Princess Soru will be of great helping to expand the family, as Bir-yeong said.'

Without further thought, he called and ordered Si-bi, who was standing nearby to call Soru. The designated boy staggers

"Pardon My lord? You want me to bring the Princess? "

“… Haven't you been told to bring her here?"

“Yess, I’ll get her right away.”

"And send everyone out"

After reciting it , he becomes contemplative and leaves the room downstairs.

Ja-hyeon clicked his tongue. When that girl is by my side, the ghosts won't do any harm to me. Although she was ranting, how could my reluctance to shake off so easily? It is said that no one comes close to the ghost Princess except for one young maid he gave to Soru. That must be why the ghost princess is so scary and disgusting.

Even the slaves of the palace ran away one after another, but where is the difference? That was the reason why he wanted to send the girl away . He was worried that the ghost princess would bring harm to the family of Jaho and so he allotted her a private house, but it does not helped to keep the slaves and workers from escaping.

'… It wouldn't be good to put her in front of people.'

There is no need to remind people of the existence of the ghost princess. It maybe that the footsteps of those who visit may be cut off because of the reluctance to do so. The momentum of the expanding family cannot be allowed to falter. However, considering the future, it was not appropriate to have only one maid as it is now. I'll have to attach a few more people with heavy mouths for surveillance. While he was trying to figure out which one is suitable for her, The servant muttered from outside saying,

 " My lord, The Madam has arrived ."

 Ja-hyeon smirked. 'Madam' that's what she's called now.

“Listen.”

Suddenly, the door opened, and the maid swayed to one side. Soru, who was standing behind her, cautiously enters the room.

“… did you call for me?”

He looked down at the woman standing by the doorway. A modest but clean attire with neatly styled hair. It mimicked a woman who had gotten married for some year, but looks clumsy and young. Or, have she been a few more years younger than that? Her small face looks as young as that of a young girl of 14 years old. She didn't feel like my wife at all.

"Yes, there is something I need you to do."

 Ja-hyeon, who had a frown on his face, ordered Si-bi to go away, then grabbed So-ru's arm and led her in front of the boy.

The woman, who had flinched as if surprised by the sudden contact, pauses as she hears the painful , short breath. He carefully placed his hand on the boy's face. The woman fumbled and touched the wounded area.

“This is my disciple, Can you save him?”

“… Did he hurt his head?”

"Yes ."

“… I am not sure, I've never treated such a serious wound before."

The woman said with a puzzled face. Ja-hyeon frowned.

“How far have you been treated?”

“When I was young… If the person who raised me get hurt i would bite my lip and lick it.... After that no one wanted to come near me... In fact, I haven’t treated many of them.”

"And yet you so fervently claimed to be useful to me? Forget it.."

“I’m really useful. Atleast let me try!"

"Just go back to your _."

"please just once!!

 To say it cynically, the woman's face became pale. She was afraid of being useless, and getting driven out of his house. With that expression on her face, he felt like he had become a scoundrel who bullied a young girl.

" Very well, you save him or not, try it once.”

Saying so bluntly, he took the woman's hand and held out her palm. Even her hands were small. As she holds the dagger in her tiny hand, the woman stiffens her shoulder. He said in a slightly coercive tone.

“… I brought it because I thought you needed it. You'd be more comfortable using it than biting in your mouth."

"Knife… is it?."

"Yes. Its better than biting your lip. Now press your finger against the blade"

 The woman who had been stroking the dagger immediately put her finger on the tip. With the tip of a sharp knife, the soft skin can be cut as easily as tofu. When bright red blood began to form on the tip of her finger like a flower bud, the woman touched it as if to confirm it, and the next moment, she slashed her palm.

"What the hell are you doing??"

 Blood was dripping from the wound that had been drawn along the index finger.

"Oh I thought you wanted me to heal him"

" Huh!! carry on. "

 "Yes!" She fumbled and shoved it into the boy's mouth. It was an unfamiliar sight. Ja-hyeon asked in a firm tone.

“… Does it work?”

“It feels like his breathing has eased a bit.”

 She tilted her head to the boy's chest to check the sound of his heart beats, and said in a slightly bright voice. The sound of breathing, which earlier seemed to be can stop at any moment, had become calmer. Soru started stroking the wounds on his head as if she was a little attached to him. Bloody black hair wrapped around her white fingers horribly. It was not clear whether the wound was healing due to excessive blood loss, but the amount of blood soaking the pillowcase was significantly reduced.

Moments later, she pulled her blood-drenched hands from his hair.

“He seems to be all right.”

“… already?"

"Yes. See it with your own eyes.”

He hesitated and walked closer to the bed. The young boys face, which had certainly been pale, had returned to his complexion, and his breathing was normal. He lowered his head to examine the wounds, and saw the torn scalp was completely healed. The skull is also intact. It's so clean like if it's never been hurt in the first place.

Cold sweat dripped down his back. It was truly an amazing effect.

“… Indeed, the demons are worthy of covetousness.”

The person sitting next to him stiffened at the words that came out unintentionally. Did I hear you say sarcastic words? It certainly wasn't a complete compliment. It's really weird and bizarre, isn't it? Healing the dying with blood.

'This girl, who the hell is she?... Her power is really something "

Ja-hyeon hardened his face with an instinctive aversion to the mysterious. The woman's face turned pale, perhaps noticing that she was looking down with sullen eyes. It was like a child who was anxious for fear that his parents would get angry.

"If he is not getting any better, I can give him more blood"

 On that pathetic face, the words of the ghost that were trying to coax him out came to mind.

'… It's not even funny.' It is clear that this woman is useful, but dislike is dislike. Ja-hyeon, who was too honest with his feelings, didn't want to hide those feelings for her own benefit and act hypocrisy.'

 However….' For a moment, looking down at her stiff shoulders, he impulsively placed his hand on the woman's small head. The smooth, cool hair felt just like fine silk. He paused for a moment at the unfamiliar touch, then Ja-hyeon raised his hand and spoke awkwardly.

“Good job. It was helpful.”

The woman shakes her head as if in surprise. Ja-hyeon hesitated for a moment at the frightened attitude. He had no talent to convince people. What should I do next? Hesitating, he immediately patted his head as if he were a dog. Unbelievably, the woman's face turned red from the rough touch.

“My Lord, was I really helpful?”

“… You saved a dying person. Of course, IT was a great deal of help.”

"I see…. I was actually helpful.”

A smile lingers on the woman's lips as to what makes her so happy. A corner of his heart felt uncomfortable at the innocent, childlike expression on her face, and he removed his hand.

“It just happened. Go back to your place I will send you some medicine to heal your hand.”

“… okay."

Then, as if feeling the pain, the woman examines the wound on her hand.

'She heals other people's wounds so well, but she doesn't seem to be able to deal with her own wounds. '

Ja-hyeon , who unconsciously looked over the table to see if there was something to cover the wound, frowned.

"I will call for someone to escort you back. Medicine will be also sent to your quarter."

"Alright! Thank You "

Isn't it funny to pretend that I'm worried about the wound after handing her a knife to stab herself? Ja-hyeon, who was looking down at the small hand that was still spitting out red blood for a moment, turned around with a displeased face and opened the door. For some reason, he was nervous. As if shaking something, he moved on without looking back.

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