Sheng Chong and Abandoned Concubine: The Sixth Miss Doctor

Chapter 1179
Because of Yaoquan, she feels more sensitive, so the pain is also doubled.

In particular, she continued to use the medicine spring to protect her fetus, so now that there is no anesthetic to administer the needle, the pain really makes people want to knock herself out.

But she still looked like she didn't care.

In fact, she was already screaming for pain in her heart over and over again, shouting to the person in her heart, but she refused to cry out because he was not in front of her eyes.

What's the use of shouting, Lan Shu can't comfort her.

Acting like a baby is only useful for the person she wants and the person who wants her.

Her face was pale, her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, her broken hair stuck to her cheeks, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she could not speak.

Lan Shu sighed, "I told you not to hold back like that, no one will laugh at you when you shout out. I'm not a senior brother, so you don't have to be so tough in front of me."

Although it is useful to her, he will not hesitate to kill her for his own benefit.

But he really admired her and took pity on her from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Lingyue smiled wryly, "Shouting hurts, doesn't it hurt?"

Those who say that it doesn't hurt when they shout out are purely deceiving, the more they shout, the more painful they will be, and in the end they will be in so much pain that they can't help it, crying bitterly, losing both face and face.

How unbearable, she doesn't want that.

The golden needles are inserted into the acupuncture points on the head, a little deeper than usual, and then a soft brush dipped in the medicinal juice is used to brush on the top, and the medicinal juice will flow into the hollow part of the golden needles.

According to Lan Shu, he secretly prepared the medicinal juice according to her condition, and it needed more than 100 kinds of medicinal materials, the most important of which were her medicinal spring and medicinal materials provided by Wei Xuan.

Refining medicine is not so easy, no one else can do it except him, even Wei Xuan can't do it.

In Lan Shu's opinion, Xu Lingyue's medical skills probably surpassed Wei Xuan's!
So if Xu Lingyue is patient and willing to learn from him, she can still learn his pharmaceutical techniques.

It's just... He gestured for a while, and didn't think about it any more.

After acupuncture, Xu Lingyue fell into a deep sleep.

Lan Shu packed the utensils himself, washed his hands, and checked her pulse.

At this time Wei Xuan came in from the outside, glanced at Xu Lingyue who was on the couch, touched her forehead with the back of his hand, took out another pill and stuffed it into her mouth.

Lan Shu said: "She is still too weak. She has to undergo a craniotomy and keep the child. She has to fall into a coma for at least three days."

Wei Xuan nodded, "It looks like your medical skills have improved, congratulations."

"It's a fact that my medical skills have improved because of her, but—" Lan Shu looked at him, "If it wasn't for Senior Brother, you would go crazy and trade your life for her, and you wouldn't be able to keep her child."

Wei Xuan's eyes darkened.

Lan Shu immediately said: "Don't worry, brother, brother is not a talkative person."

Wei Xuan: ...

Under the cold fairy air, there is a funny heart, this is Lan Shu.

Lan Shu: "Don't you have Mengpo soup? Give her a few bowls, and it will save you trouble and pain."

Wei Xuan: ...

"Have you drank?"

"How many bowls?"

"Oh, I see, you still can't bear her."

"But tell senior brother the good news. Now she is not in danger of life. You can drink two more bowls. Your chances of winning are better."

Wei Xuan: ...

"Oh, by the way, that medicine is not good for children."

Wei Xuan: "That thing is useless to her now."

Lan Shu looked at him in surprise, "It's useless? You, have you given her soul-returning soup?"

He shook his head and laughed, not knowing whether it was because he thought it was funny or because he thought it was stupid, "Actually, you might as well just give her man a drink, just cut off one end, and he can even die, and he might not even blink an eye after drinking a bowl of poison."

(End of this chapter)