Mo Lingwei was teaching Xiu'er to read, when Gu Wei hurried over, "Young Madam, a general suddenly had unbearable pain in his stomach, Master Yichen said that he would have an operation immediately, and ordered me to come over and ask you to help... ..”

Gu Wei looked at Mo Lingwei's appearance, and said anxiously: "If it's not convenient for you, I'll call someone else."

"No need." Mo Lingwei stood up, unscrewed the medicine box from the cabinet, and said to Gu Wei, "Go."

From the moment she planned to come to the camp, she knew that her medical skills would come in handy one day.

Gu Wei didn't expect Mo Lingwei to agree so happily, he was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly took Mo Lingwei out.

Entering the hall specially set up by Feng Jiajun for patients, I saw the patient lying on a stretcher, sweating profusely from the pain, trembling all over, wishing to die.

The man was probably afraid that his cry would make Feng Yichen more irritable, so he could only bite his lip tightly, the lower lip was covered with bloodstains.

Feng Yichen's complexion was indeed a little bad, his hair was messed up, his eyes were red, and he was full of depression.

Seeing Mo Lingwei coming, he handed her the scalpel in his hand: "I was drunk last night, and I'm still not fully sober. You can do this surgery."

Everyone: "..."

The surrounding Feng family soldiers all sweated for the leader who was lying on the stretcher.

It would be a great honor for the boss if Master Yichen operated on the boss himself, and it would not be so easy for him to die.

Now it's fine that Master Yichen is drunk, but he actually handed over the operation of disembowelling to a well-dressed young woman. Isn't this forcing the boss to his death?

But since Mo Lingwei was the woman Feng Shaojin brought over, these people could only look at her with sympathy and pray secretly in their hearts.

Mo Lingwei quickly untied the man's clothes, pressed her fingertips around the man's waist, and asked, "Does it hurt here or here?"

The man couldn't help screaming, "It's here, it hurts me to death."

Mo Lingwei quickly opened the medicine box, and injected the man with anesthesia first. During the process, she took a moment to look up at Feng Yichen, and asked softly, "Cut it off?"

"Yeah." Feng Yichen rubbed his fingers between his brows, and nodded: "I heard that I have had inflammation many times, last time I was on the battlefield, suddenly the inflammation broke out, and I almost lost my life.

The appendix is ​​a superfluous organ in the human body, and of course the way to do it once and for all is to cut it off. "

The anesthetic gradually took effect, and the man slowly calmed down. He secretly looked at Mo Lingwei out of the corner of his eyes, and his heart immediately relaxed.

"Young Madam, it turned out to be you." The man said gruffly: "A few years ago, I was shot in the leg and carried into the church. It was you who helped me get the bullets. That was the first time I was shot so Serious injury."

Mo Lingwei didn't have much memory of this incident, but she was brought back to Yuncheng from abroad by Feng Shaojin a few years ago, and she did go to church from time to time to help those injured and sick patients perform operations.

Mo Lingwei smiled slightly, and said in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, the operation will definitely be smoother than before."

Hearing Mo Lingwei's assurance, the man heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Of course I believe in you, Young Madam."

Mo Lingwei pulled the man's pants down to the hip bone, put the scalpel on the fire and roasted it, and pressed the fingertips on the painful spot just now, the thin sharp blade cut through the flesh, and blood gushed out... ...



When Feng Shaojin heard about this and rushed over, she saw a circle of people outside the pharmacy, all stretching their necks to look inside, blocking the door tightly...