Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Then put the short knife on the fire and roast it red for disinfection.

Yun Sheng pointed to the two tall and strong guards and said, "Come here, two of you, hold him down."

Those two people got into the carriage immediately, and according to what Yun Sheng said, they held Sun Meng's body down.

They could all see that Yun Sheng wanted to treat Sun Meng's wounds.

But he didn't know how Yun Sheng would treat him.

Because in their eyes, whether Sun Meng can survive an injury like this can only depend on God's will.

It's not their fault either.

Because in ancient times, people with infected wounds and inflammations could only resign themselves to their fate, and there was no way to heal them.

But Yun Sheng is not someone who just sits and waits to die.

Even if you know you will die, you still have to struggle before you die.

So she has to do her best.

Even if he is really powerless in the end, but at least he has worked hard, and he will not regret it.

Although Sun Meng was in a coma with a high fever at this time, when the wound was washed with strong alcohol, he would still struggle instinctively because of the pain.

Sun Meng was originally tall and strong, so he didn't know the depth of the force in his dream, and the two guards had to press desperately to hold him down.

At first they were a bit hesitant to strike, but Yun Sheng saw Sun Meng struggling so hard, she had no chance to strike at all.

"Hold it down hard for me, if you don't want to go down, replace it with someone else." Yun Sheng said coldly.

Sun Meng's body was covered in blood, and pus and festering had already appeared on the big wound. As a brother who treats each other, he naturally couldn't be cruel.

But after listening to Yun Sheng's words, the two looked at each other, and finally pressed down hard.

Because they understood that it was for the good of Sun Meng.

Seeing that Sun Meng's body stabilized, Yun Sheng let the carriage go more smoothly.

Only then did he hold the short knife and cut towards the wound on Sun Meng's severed arm.

In ancient times, bone scraping was used to heal wounds, and Yun Sheng wants to follow suit today.

Remove all these rotten flesh and tissues to prevent the wound from festering.

Yun Sheng was a killer in his previous life, not a doctor who tortured the tortured executioner alive.

She killed people neatly and bandaged the wounds, she would have no problems at all.

But this is cutting flesh from a living person, and every time the knife goes down, a piece of carrion will be cut off, such a scene.

It is impossible to fully understand it without being close to it in person.

The two guards holding Sun Meng's body saw that Yun Sheng was holding a short knife, with firm and dignified eyes, cutting off the rotten flesh near Sun Meng's wound with one knife.

Then wash it with wine, and then cut it.

Until the rotten meat was finally cut off, Yun Sheng used the delicate and sharp little dagger she carried with her to sterilize it.

Little by little scrape off the remaining decayed tissue.

"Pa" the sweat on Yun Sheng's forehead dripped down like drops of water.

She raised her hand and casually wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead with her sleeve.

The two guards watched closely, and Yun Sheng skillfully scraped Sun Meng's bones to heal his wounds.

When the rotten flesh came down, at first both of them, the majestic men, couldn't control the churning in their abdominal cavity.

But seeing that Yun Sheng's eyes were serious, without the slightest slack, the firm gaze made the hearts of the two of them calm down involuntarily.

She can do this as a woman, how can they be as hypocritical as a woman.

But if they knew that Yun Sheng's composure was all faked by her, they wouldn't know what they would think.

After all, the knife was on a living person he was familiar with, and each knife cut off a piece of flesh, and the dagger scraped his bones.