When the king and the hermit first lay eyes on the wounded man stumbling out of the forest, he's in an absolutely terrible state. He's holding his hands pressed firmly against his stomach, which is bleeding profusely. It's clear that the man is very seriously injured indeed.

Without even hesitating, the king and the hermit stop what they're doing and go to assist the injured man. They quickly unfasten the man's clothes, which enables them to see a large wound in his stomach. The king tries to wash the wound as best he can, using his handkerchief for a dressing as well as a towel supplied to him by the hermit.

Unfortunately, this doesn't seem to work, so the king persists in washing and re-bandaging the man's wound. At long last, the flow of blood ceases, and the injured man asks for something to drink. The king duly fetches him some fresh water. As the sun is now starting to set, the king and the hermit lift the man into the hermit's hut, where they lay him down on a bed. Thanks to the care and support of the king and the hermit, the wounded man is able to sleep soundly through the short summer night and makes a full recovery from his injuries.