Da Song a knife

Chapter 501

Stitching is of course painful.

And it's a pain in the ass.

But obviously, for color control, this kind of distraction therapy really works.

Anyway, there were more than 20 stitches in total, but Mrs. You didn't move at all, she didn't even snort.

He was also talking to Ting Yun in a pleasant manner.

If it weren't for the cold sweat on her forehead, Zhang Sijiu really thought it was painless.

Needless to say, Zhang Sijiu's suturing skills are fast and good.And considering that Mrs. You is a woman, Zhang Sijiu also used cosmetic sutures when stitching.

After the suturing was completed, Zhang Sijiu applied medicine to Mrs. You, wrapped it with gauze, and then asked Ting Yun to help her to lift her up—otherwise, what are you doing lying down?There was no injury to the leg.And judging by the depth of the wound, although there was a lot of blood, it was not too much.

Zhang Sijiu, who was used to seeing big scenes, found it hard to think that Mrs. You should continue to lie down.

Mrs. You herself could see the stitched wound on her arm. Now that Zhang Sijiu was finished, she finally took a serious look at Zhang Sijiu and praised: "You are really good."

Zhang Sijiu smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."

Then happily quoted the price.

After deducting the cost of medicine and materials, Zhang Sijiu made a net profit of [-] yuan for pure handwork.

Mrs. You glanced at Zhang Sijiu again: "Your price is quite cheap. Next time I'm going to get hurt, I'll come to your place again."

Zhang Sijiu smiled: "Okay, but next time, you should be more careful, if you can avoid getting hurt, you won't get hurt. Quarrels between husband and wife are quarrels, and it's not good to fight."

Mrs. You lifted her chin, and said proudly: "It's not worth the noise. It's better to hack him to death than to piss me off. Anyway, he didn't take advantage of it, and he has more wounds than me."

With that look, he looked like a big rooster who had won a battle with great arrogance and arrogance.

Zhang Sijiu was speechless for a while, and didn't know what to say.

Just... there are thousands of kinds of people in the world, and each one is the kind I have never seen before.But we need to be comfortable with it.

Ting Yun was also stunned beside him.

Mrs. You went out of the tent, and quickly called her elder brother You Dalang to pay the medical expenses, and then asked her husband: "Where is Wu Dalang? Is he dead?"

You Dalang's face was very ugly: "Ask him what he is doing? Could it be that you still care about him? Let me tell you, if life is like this, it's better to pull him down. You go back to your mother's house, I can afford you."

Other relatives of You's family also echoed, saying that Wu Dalang is so worthless that he even fights with women, and he really deserves to be chopped off.Moreover, Mrs. You is the only aunt in her family, so she must not be bullied by this anymore.

Zhang Sijiu nodded quietly: Yes, it's like this, I really don't want to go on.If it goes on, one of them will die, which is inappropriate.

However, to everyone's surprise, Mrs. You opened her mouth to refute everyone's proposal: "What is it? Why should I make room for him and let him remarry a young and beautiful woman to live a good life? The more this is the case, The more I can't fulfill him!"

Now, everyone was dumbfounded.

No one thought that this thing would... be like this!

At this moment, Zhang Sijiu could only think of one sentence: I'm having a hard time, and I'm going to make it hard for you too!
This kind of attitude of hurting one thousand enemies and hurting oneself eight hundred makes people want to cover their heads.

You Dalang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word to persuade his sister.

But Mrs. You suddenly felt wronged: "When I married him, I was also a slender and beautiful little lady. How many people came to propose marriage at that time? But after following him for so many years, how much did I eat to give birth to him? Medicine, how much suffering? In the end, people became like this, why should I let him live a good life in the end?"

She cried sadly.

Zhang Sijiu was so frightened that he quickly reminded: "You can't wipe your tears with your sleeves, you still have injuries on your arms. Turn around and the wounds will open, it's not a joke."

Ting Yun also said: "Yes, yes, yes, I will go in with you to see how Wu Dalang is doing now. Seeing how he is injured, maybe you will be happy in your heart."

To be honest, with such a big body, Mrs. You really didn't feel fragile when she cried, but the sad and wronged look still made everyone feel a little bit distressed.

As both women, Zhang Sijiu is still a little bit related.

At this moment, Yang Yuanding was already filled with righteous indignation: "Come on, let's go and see how he is stitching up stitches. It will make me happy! If you don't make peace, you won't make peace. If you don't get angry enough, you can beat him again!"

Zhang Sijiu: ...I'm afraid this matter will never get better.How can you persuade me to fight like this?
However, Mrs. You was coaxed.

But Zhang Sijiu was seriously suspicious. It wasn't that everyone turned to her to coax Mrs. You, but because of Yang Yuanding's face.

Yang Yuanding, who was kept in the dark, didn't even know that he was still overwhelmed with a sense of justice.

In the end, Zhang Sijiu couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a hand: "Why are you meddling in the matter of the husband and wife? Don't go there! Don't talk like that! Mrs. You doesn't want to reconcile, so I want to get divorced." I want to see if I can persuade you to make peace. If you are like this, it will be your sin to kill one of them later."

Yang Yuanding drooped his head and crushed the dust with his feet: "But what kind of man is he who bullies his wife?"

Zhang Sijiu opened his mouth, and finally said complicatedly: "Maybe who is bullying whom."

Yang Yuanding's mouth opened into an "o" shape.

Zhang Sijiu pulled him back: "Alright, let's go in and see how Wu Dalang is doing."

So, led by Mrs. You, a group of people ran into the Imperial Medical Office.

There was Mrs. You and her natal family, and Zhang Sijiu and the others were not stopped either.

At this moment, Wu Dalang is still stitching.

I don't pay attention to aseptic operation or anything here, just sew it directly.

The people around looked on, not shy at all.

Zhang Sijiu went up to take a look, he was sewing his upper arm, and the wound was still a bit deep.

And looking at the stitched positions, there are already three - here are two people sewing together, so there are still two that have not been stitched, a total of five.

It can be seen that Mrs. You is right, and it is really not her who suffers.

This Wu Dalang obviously suffered a lot.

Zhang Sijiu looked at it a little silently, and at the same time couldn't help feeling a little bit disgusted with the suturing skills of the two doctors of the Imperial Medical Office, and silently complained in his heart: As far as this suturing technique is concerned, it seems that he has rarely practiced it!If this is an assessment, it is absolutely impossible to pass!Must be pulled back and rebuilt!
Wu Dalang was also unconscious, he was probably given anesthesia, and now he was lying there like a dead pig, looking inexplicably pitiful.

Zhang Sijiu turned his head to see Mrs. You's reaction.

I saw Mrs. You staring at Wu Dalang's wound, pursing her lips slightly, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

　This keyboard made me sad.The feelings of the past, but now...disappointment.Then I am a little happy about the rise of domestic keyboards.Then after communicating with customer service, I was very angry.I don't feel the slightest apology, so it's a matter of course to say that you should return the product.My heart is stuffy, I feel like spending money to buy anger, humming.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)