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Chapter 294 Deserving it
Deng Hao saw the doctor bring a small man with a dark face and a beard.

"Ghost doctor, he is a ghost doctor. He is very famous in the black market. He cured old Mrs. Tang's old illness. Most people can't find it." The doctor wished to praise Shu Yin to the sky.

Shu Yin was a little embarrassed, she stroked her hair with her hands, covering her face, "Where is the patient?"

Deng Hao and the guard looked at each other, this man's face is so wretched, how can he look like a famous doctor?

"Where's the patient!" Deng Hao and the others kept looking at her without taking her to see Yan Xiaojie, Shu Yin stared.

"Ah, here, here." Deng Hao regained his senses, and while leading the way, he grabbed the doctor and muttered in a low voice, "Are you sure that he has excellent medical skills?"

"He is the most famous among the black doctors. Although he doesn't make many shots, he is seriously injured every time."

Deng Hao looked suspiciously and turned his head to look at the ghost doctor behind him, but he couldn't tell that this person had excellent medical skills.

Sensing Deng Hao's gaze, Shu Yin glared back at him.

Deng Hao was stunned, why did he feel a little familiar?
"Young Marshal has been running a high fever." Deng Hao opened the door, Shu Yin walked over him and went straight to the bed, lifted Yan Xiaojie's quilt, took out his arm, and felt carefully for his pulse.

Deng Hao frowned when he saw his movements. Why does this movement feel so mature?

After hearing the pulse, Shu Yin took out the mask from the medicine box, took off her glasses, cleaned her hands with alcohol, and just wanted to reach out to Yan Xiaojie's wound.

Suddenly, he paused, turned his head, and asked solemnly, "Excuse me, where is the wound?"

Both the doctor and Deng Hao were watching Yan Xiaojie nervously, but they didn't realize that Shu Yin was hiding her embarrassment.

"Oh, it's here." The doctor hurriedly stepped forward to untie Yan Xiaojie's clothes, and gently removed the gauze from the wound on his chest.

Shu Yin frowned, and gritted her teeth. This guy's new wound was in the old wound's place, which made him more dangerous. He tossed and tossed all day, tearing it back and forth so much, which affected the healing of the wound, and even got wet in the rain!

"Hmph, you deserve it." Shu Yin muttered softly.

"What?" Deng Hao had good ears and stared at Shu Yin viciously.

Shu Yin said with a straight face, "I don't deserve it, and I won't be invited here, I usually don't go out on horseback."

Deng Hao was speechless.

"Hurry up. The young marshal has had a high fever for a whole day." The doctor was a little anxious.

"Go outside and put a basin of snow water to melt it, and twist a towel." Shu Yin instructed while carefully inspecting the wound. The wound began to fester, and when pressed gently with her fingers, pus flowed out.

"This gunshot wound has been there for several days, but pus has been coming out of it, maybe there are shrapnel in it."

"Impossible!" Shu Yin blurted out.

Just kidding, how could there be shrapnel left over from the operation she performed?
Shu Yin touched his forehead with her hand, it was really hot.

Deng Hao had already brought in the snow water, twisted a towel and handed it to Shu Yin, who folded the towel and placed it on his forehead.

He took a bottle from the medicine box and hung it on the hook, took a needle and injected it on the back of his hand.

Then he carefully treated the suppurating wound.

"No, there must be something wrong with such a high fever." Shu Yin frowned.

"Yeah, I checked it too." The doctor looked sad.

Shu Yin suddenly turned around and walked to Yan Xiaojie's back waist, reaching out to untie his belt.

"what are you doing?"

"Shu Yin directly pulled off Yan Xiaojie's pants, and squatted down to check the injury on his thigh.

"There is a problem here!"

"Ah?" The doctor also leaned over to look.

"He has an extra cut here." Shu Yin pointed to the previous wound where there was still a cut, but it was stitched up.

She is very clear about the position of the bullet hole, "Did you sew it?"

"Yeah, this is a tearing wound."

"No, it was scratched by a bullet. It is very likely that the bullet fragments are inside. I need an anesthetic to check it. Please, doctor, you can be my assistant. You..."

"Shu Yin!" came a low and confused voice.

(End of this chapter)