The Prince of An fainted from his severe injuries.
Zhuang Taifu was filled with both anger and anxiety, nearly fainting himself.
After all, it was his own blood grandson. He could not just leave him here unattended. Despite his anger, Zhuang Taifu had no choice but to bring the Prince of An back to the residence first.
The housekeeper quickly called their house doctor to treat the Prince of An's wounds.
The drug had worn off in Prince of An's body. His unconsciousness was primarily due to excessive blood loss from the thigh wound.
"Ah, his left leg got injured a while ago, and now his right leg... This is truly..." The house doctor wasn't sure what to say. Had the Prince of An ever been so seriously injured during his time as a hostage in the Chen state? What on earth had he been doing?
Buckets filled with blood were continually carried out of the room, filling the whole courtyard with a strong smell of blood.