Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

When Yun Jingchu hugged Zhu Shi, she felt like her whole body was filled with lead, numb and heavy, but her speed was still very fast, and she was running towards the figure in Jingxiu Garden, as fast as a shadow passing by...

The guards and members of the dark night who were standing guard in the dark saw a shadow approaching with lightning speed, and when they looked carefully, it was Yun Jingchu, so they couldn't help but be surprised...

At the moment when they were dumbfounded, Yun Jingchu had already carried Zhu Shi away.

Soon, Yun Jingchu carried Mrs. Zhu to Jingxiu Garden.

Qu Ying and the others guarding Jingxiu Garden were taken aback, and quickly appeared from the shadows, and saluted Yun Jingchu: "Master."

"Qu Ying, boil some hot water and bring it in." Yun Jingchu carried Zhu Shi into the room while ordering Qu Ying.

Qu Ying responded, and then left quickly.

A little girl followed Yun Jingchu into the door and lit the oil lamp in the room.

Putting Mrs. Zhu on the bed, Yun Jingchu took a deep breath, and then told the little girl, "Move the oil lamp closer."

The little girl moved the oil lamp and the table to the side of the bed, and Yun Jingchu hung another night pearl on the tent, and the room was brightly lit.

Waved to let the little girl leave, Yun Jingchu opened Zhu Shi's clothes to see if she had any other injuries under the light.

Apart from what has been seen, there is no other injury on Zhu's body, but his complexion has turned black, and it can be seen that the poison has invaded his limbs and bones.

Soon, Qu Ying came in with a pot of hot water.

Yun Jingchu asked her to pour hot water into the washbasin, and then wrung the wet handkerchief herself to clean up the wound on Zhu's face.

Qu Ying watched from the side, feeling cold all over.

"Go back to Four Seasons Garden, go to my room and bring the medicine box. Hurry up!" Yun Jingchu ordered with a cold voice.

Qu Ying took orders and left again.

After cleaning Zhu's wound carefully, Yun Jingchu took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, and sprinkled the medicine powder in the porcelain bottle on those criss-cross wounds.

After finishing all this, Yun Jingchu untied the white cloth on Zhu's left hand, looked at the blurred flesh and white bones in the wound, his eyes hurt, and he almost shed tears.

But she knew that now was not the time to cry. She knew from a long time ago that crying was useless.What she has to do now is to minimize the damage of all this.

Yun Jingchu carefully cleaned the wound on Mrs. Zhu's wrist...

At this moment, Qu Ying returned with Yun Jingchu's medicine box.This is a person with excellent lightness kung fu, but because he ran too fast, he was a little out of breath.

Yun Jingchu took the medicine box, opened it, threaded a thin silver needle and a piece of gut thread from the dark inside, then took out the box received this morning from his bosom, and took it out from the box She put the palm of the medicine preserved...

Then, under Qu Ying's dazed gaze, Yun Jingchu began to sew up the wound between the severed wrist and severed palm.

Qu Ying has always known that their masters will have many skills that ordinary people can't, but she never expected that they would be able to receive broken palms.

When Baili Wushang and Yun Jingxi arrived with the doctor, they saw such a scene.

Yun Jingchu's face sank like water, under the soft light and the light of the luminous pearl, he threaded needles quickly, skillfully and calmly, like a tailor sewing clothes...

Dr. Wang was supported by Baili Wushang and Yun Jingxi all the way to "fly through the clouds and ride the fog", his face turned pale and he was still in shock, but when he saw this scene, he was dumbfounded and instantly forgot the moment of shock just now.