Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 1096 Rescue Yan Chuhong

Yan Chuhong's face was full of pain, his face was pale, he looked at Shen Xiqin weakly, and did not speak.

Shen Xiqin was really annoyed, she really didn't want to take care of him, but she couldn't help herself.

Mu Xintian frowned, stepped forward, held Yan Chuhong's wrist, felt his pulse, his eyes flickered slightly, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill, and stuffed it directly into Yan Chuhong's mouth .

The medicine pill melts in the mouth.

Yan Chuhong didn't realize what Mu Xintian gave him.

Mu Xintian looked at Shen Xiqin, and said calmly, "Auntie, he can't die!"

Shen Xiqin nodded, let go of Yan Chuhong instantly, looked down at him, and said angrily, "You deserve it if you die!"

Yan Chuhong just felt heartbroken. He is a great general, but he is disgusted by this woman every day... Who gave her the courage?Day by day, she looks like a lion with fried fur... But, she is so fierce, why does he get more and more pleasing to her the more she looks at her?

"Xin'er, let's go!"

Shen Xiqin glared at Yan Chuhong, turned around and was about to leave.

Yan Chuhong stood up anxiously, grabbed Shen Xiqin's arm, "Xiqin, you are gone, who will treat my injury? You can't do things halfway..."

"I'll treat it!" Mu Xintian's tone was light, and he stared at Yan Chuhong with cold eyes, "Your injury is not serious. After taking my elixir, I will apply some magical ointment to you to ensure that the wound will last for three days. heal."

Yan Chuhong's resolute face froze, is it real or not?The wound healed in three days, is it so miraculous?
"General, right? Go and lie down!" Mu Xintian said in an indifferent tone.

Yan Chuhong hesitated for a moment, turned around and collapsed, and lay down in a regular manner, thinking in his heart, this girl's medical skills are still better than Xiqin's?
Mu Xintian stepped forward, sat down on the edge of the bed, and took out a pair of scissors, a thin blade, a pair of modern medical rubber gloves, a bottle of medical disinfectant, a bottle of ointment... etc., a bunch of things.

Putting on his gloves, Mu Xintian used scissors to cut off the clothes on Yan Chuhong's chest. Seeing the cracked and bloody wound, he frowned, then regained his composure, and began to treat the wound as if nothing had happened.

Yan Chuhong clenched his teeth tightly, his facial features were distorted by the pain, his tall body trembled, his big palms tightly gripped the bed sheet, cold sweat dripped down one by one.

Mu Xintian only cares about saving people, but she is not as cautious as Shen Xiqin. Whether Yan Chuhong hurts or not has nothing to do with her. It is good that she can save him.

Yan Chuyan looked at Mu Xintian with probing eyes, especially her sleeves, her sleeves, which were not too wide, could always take out some weird treasures.

Not to mention the dagger, even scissors and needlework...

After about half an hour, Mu Xintian sewed up the wound. Where no one noticed, divine power was quietly injected into the wound, and those wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that it was almost done, Mu Xintian also withdrew his divine power, took the ointment, took out a small brush by the way, and randomly applied the ointment on Yan Chuhong's wound.

Finally, Mu Xintian took off his gloves, threw them aside casually, took out another piece of paper and alcohol, wiped all his tools clean, and put them away.

At that time, Yan Chuhong had already fainted from the pain.

Mu Xintian ignored him, got up and walked towards Shen Xiqin, and said lightly, "Let's go!"

Shen Xiqin glanced at Yan Chuhong, then nodded.

Yan Chuyan blocked their way, looking at Mu Xintian with complicated eyes, "Are you really going?"

(End of this chapter)