Chapter 216

Qian Moyang nodded weakly. He only felt a silver flash from the corner of his eye. He had more than ten silver needles on his arm

Her speed is so fast that Qian Moyang can hardly see how she stitches.

Then, something more incredible happened! Since he was injured, the pain that tormented him day and night suddenly subsided, and his frown was released unconsciously.

He wanted to talk, but he couldn't make a sound. After one doctor after another sentenced him to death on this arm, for the first time, he felt that the young girl in front of him might be able to save his arm! Maybe I can pick up the Throwing Knife with my right hand again!

"Thrush!" Nangong Yue extended his right hand to the thrush, and the thrush handed the scarlet scraper to Nangong Yue.

"Mr. Qian, now I'm going to scrape off the rotten meat for you. I suggest you turn your head After that, Nangong Yue didn't wait for him to answer, so he cut himself

She carefully scraped away the rotten flesh and pus from the wound, and washed the flesh and blood from the wound with water from time to time Her every knife fell very fast, but very stable, without hesitation, resolute and calm, as if she was not dealing with the living flesh and blood, but carefully carving a piece of fine jade.

Clean water basin into the room, red blood basin out

In addition to Baihui, the other several servant girls have already turned pale and don't dare to look again.

Zhou Dacheng always thinks that he has been through the battlefield for a long time, and there is nothing to make him change his color. But at this time, his intestines and stomach wriggle for a while, and his throat begins to turn sour too bad! He's going to throw up!

His face changed greatly and ran out. After a while, the sound of vomiting came from the door.

However, it seemed that these voices did not reach Nangong Yue's ears. She continued to lower the knife attentively. It seemed that even if there was a knife on her neck, she could not move her.

Lao Cheng does not look at Zhou Dacheng, but looks at Nangong Yue thoughtfully. He is surprised: she is only 11 or 12 years old, and her medical skills seem to have reached a new level!

He looked at Xiao Yi again in silence. Xiao Yi looked at every move of Nangong Yue. There was no doubt in his eyes, even a trace of Doting? Do you mean

He looked back and forth at nangongyue and Xiaoyi, and some thoughts came to his mind.

Nangong Yue finally put the knife back and put it on the small table beside her. Baihui wiped the thin sweat on her forehead.

Nangong Yue also took out a translucent catgut, and the corners of his mouth were hooked. The technique of suturing the wound was handed down by her grandfather. After her rebirth, out of caution, she prepared many first-aid items, including the catgut. I didn't expect to use it today.

She skillfully put the catgut thread into the embroidery needle, and then said to the little money, "Mr. Qian, now I'll take the tendon for you."

Qian Moyang did not take his eyes off from the beginning to the end. Even if the carrion on his arm was cut off one by one, he did not feel the slightest pain. He watched with wide eyes, and he wanted to see with his own eyes how the little girl in front of him changed her destiny!

Nangong Yue didn't expect Qian Moyang to answer. He focused on the needle.

After another stick of incense, Nangong Yue stopped his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with Baihui. He said again, "Mr. Qian, your tendon is connected. I'll sew up the wound for you."

The speed of suturing the wound was much faster, but in a tea time, she had sewed out a flesh colored "centipede", and then she put away the silver needles around the wound.

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