Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 11 fainted

After half an hour, Feng Qingyan felt that the stripping was almost done.He shook his sore wrist, calmed down, raised his hands, and firmly held the part where the arrow was exposed outside his body.

Feng Qing held his breath and concentrated, slowly moving his hands.As the arrow was pulled out of Old General Feng's body, Feng Qingyan let out a heavy breath.There was no secondary damage to the heart veins, and everything went well.

"Wine." Feng Qingyan threw away the arrow and wiped her hands.

He took the bowl that Ji Rufeng handed over, poured it into the wound, cleaned and disinfected it, and then cleaned it up with his hands.

Due to the stimulation of alcohol, some of the coagulated blood vessels ooze blood again.Feng Qingyan immediately sprinkled the powder of the hemostatic pill, unexpectedly the effect was not bad, and the bleeding was quickly controlled.

Clean up the area around the wound, pick up the needle and thread, and prepare for suturing.The thread turned out to be silk thread, thin and tough, which made Feng Qingyan very satisfied.

"Miss Feng, what is this?" Ji Rufeng had never seen such a treatment technique before, seeing Feng Qingyan's relaxed expression, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Sew up a wound, haven't you seen it? Have you seen sewing clothes before? It's the same!" At this moment, Feng Qingyan felt much more relaxed.

"Ji has never seen him before." Ji Rufeng shook his head and chuckled, the little doll was obviously making fun of him.

Feng Qingyan's slender hands flew quickly, the wound was stitched up quickly and beautifully, and carefully sprinkled the remaining hemostatic pill powder on the wound.

"Okay! Perfect!" Feng Qingyan was still very satisfied with her performance, she raised her head and said to Ji Rufeng, "Please bandage Grandpa's wound."

"Miss Feng, don't worry." Ji Rufeng lowered his head and carefully observed the stitched wound, secretly amazed at Feng Qingyan's technique.

"Yanyan, your grandpa—" Seeing his daughter crawling out of bed, Feng Heng hurried over and asked after knowing that the treatment was over.Second Grandpa and Third Grandpa also hurried over, looking eagerly.

"It shouldn't be a serious problem. Don't worry about the two grandpas and dad." Feng Qingyan smiled sweetly at Feng Heng, "When grandpa wakes up, ask Dr. Ji to prescribe some blood-enriching medicine. If you supplement more, you won't—" Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark and fainted.

Feng Heng hurriedly hugged his little daughter, and shouted eagerly: "Brother Ji!"

Ji Rufeng checked Tan Feng Qingyan's pulse, and patted Feng Heng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, she just passed out. I think she was also very nervous just now, and she will be fine after she sleeps."

Feng Heng nodded: "Then I will trouble Brother Ji here, and I will send Yanyan back to the room."

"Don't worry." Ji Rufeng picked up the cotton cloth to bandage Old General Feng's wound.

The second and third grandpas saw that General Feng's condition was stable, and knew that they couldn't help here, so they followed Feng Heng out.

In the flower hall, a group of people were waiting anxiously.

Feng Heng came out with Feng Qingyan in his arms, and Min Qing and the three brothers hurriedly surrounded him.

"What's wrong with Yan Yan?" Seeing Feng Qing's pale face, Min Qing's heart rose to her throat in an instant.

"Ma'am, don't worry, Yan Yan is exhausted. Brother Ji said, let her sleep and she will be fine." Feng Heng quickly comforted her.

"Then send Yanyan back to the room quickly. Father, he—?" Min Qing asked cautiously.

"Father, he's fine. Everyone go back." Feng Heng didn't explain too much, and quickly walked out of the flower hall with Feng Qingyan in his arms.

When Feng Qingyan woke up, it was already dark.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Min Qing sitting beside the bed anxiously.

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(End of this chapter)