Shen Ning didn't expect that the young man in linen would notice his injury and specially prepared ointment for himself.

"Thank you, Mr. doctor. Your medicine is so good that it doesn't hurt much after it is applied." She said with gratitude.

She had some slight apologies to him. After all, the way she asked him to come to see a doctor was not open and aboveboard, even a little shameless.

But in order to save Shaobai, even if it is again shameless, she will not hesitate to do.

She thought that the young man in linen would hate him to the bone. Unexpectedly, he looked cold, but he was so careful that he even noticed the small details of his injury.

He is not nostalgic for his own medicine, but he also everywhere with his heart, is really too wrong.

Shen Ning decides that after the wound on her hand is healed, she will write down several medical books that she has remembered in her heart and give them to the young man in hemp clothes.

"Well, you think this is the ointment for your injury? It's beautiful. " The young man in linen snorted coldly, took a handkerchief and wiped off all the light green ointment on the back of her hand.

Shen Ning is stunned.

"What kind of rag did you paint on it? Do you think it can cure your wound?" Doctor young mouth slightly hook, sarcastically said.

She understood that the young man in linen was referring to the ointment she had painted and prepared for her by mochuan. She said with a smile, "that's the best Jinchuang ointment. Don't you think it's good for the doctor?"

"Well, you really don't know how to do medicine. It's bullshit! The best Jinchuang ointment? It's for the treatment of broken wounds and bleeding. The back of your hand is bruised. It's totally different. Can you use the same ointment? " He snorted coldly.

Shen Ning blinked her eyes and suddenly realized: "I understand. No wonder the wound on the back of my hand is getting worse and worse. It turns out that I have applied the wrong medicine."

"You're not stupid enough. I can tell you that if you continue to apply your bullshit Jinchuang ointment, the back of your hand will fester and fester tomorrow, and then it will rot into a big sore."

"Could it be so serious?" She opened her eyes wide.

"Don't you think it's serious? Hum, do you think the wound on your hand is hidden so that others can't see it? I can smell what medicine you're wearing

The young man in hemp snorted and opened another medicine box. This time, it was a box of ointment as red as rouge. He took a large piece and applied a thick layer on the back of her hand. Then he took a white bandage and bound her hands tightly.

"I used to apply green grass ointment to you. First, remove the damp fire in your ragged ointment. This time, peach blossom ointment has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. In about 12 hours, it can remove blood stasis and detumescence. However, during these 12 hours, you can't touch water, let alone move, do you know?"

His technique is very natural and skillful, and his movements are graceful. He has been bandaged in a short time.

Shen Ning looks at her wrapped hands like rice dumplings, and she just feels neither laughing nor crying.

It's just a little hurt. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?

However, she was deeply grateful for the kindness of the boy in linen.

"I don't need you to thank me. I didn't mean to cure you. I just want to make your injury better quickly and give me what I owe you in silence."

Ma clothes youth white her one eye, see the gratitude in her eyes, immediately disdain of the hum.

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