Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 83 Because it was the medicine given by Miss Ah Nuan (2)
And the sleeve on his left upper arm has been stained red with blood, and the blood color has extended to his armpit, and he is still wearing a middle jacket and inner jacket under this coat, which proves the injury on his arm. Like the wound on his palm, blood is gushing out.

"What's going on?" Dong Nuan asked Si Jixia, frowning tightly. She was looking up at him when she found a bloody stream of blood that was almost dazzling from the left corner of his mouth, causing her to wrap his wrist at that moment. Hold on tight.

At this time, Si Jixia had stopped coughing, and his complexion that was bloodshot a moment ago turned pale as paper. After listening to Dong Nuangu's question, he slowly opened his eyes, but he still kept his head away. Instead of looking at Dongnuan, he just said lightly: "It's okay, the wound is just opened."

Because of coughing, Si Jixia's voice was extremely hoarse at the moment, like the coarsest sand and stones on the Gobi Desert, it was very different from his usual voice that always seemed to smell like the wind blowing.

"That's it?" Dong Nuangu's brows were so tight that it couldn't be tighter, grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the side of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Sit and wait for me, I'll fetch water to clean your wound."

After Dong Nuangu finished speaking, he watched Si Jixia sit down on the edge of the bed, then let go of his wrist, and strode out of the room.

She didn't notice that the moment she let go of Si Jixia's wrist, his hand hung limply by his side like a puppet's arm with a broken thread.

After Dong Nuangu left the room, Si Jixia turned his head and looked down at his left hand, which was hanging powerlessly beside him. His eyes were very weak and painful, and he frowned and tried to lift his left hand, but no matter what No matter how hard he tried, he didn't even lift his arm, and he didn't even move his fingers.

He finally closed his eyes in despair, only to see his shoulders trembling slightly.

Is it still not working?

Is he about to lose his only left hand?

When Dong Nuangu returned to Si Jixia with a small bundle in his arm and a brand new copper basin in his hand, his palm was still bleeding, but his left arm was able to move, even though it was still very difficult to move. It was stiff, but his left arm was still hanging quietly by his side, because Dongnuan didn't notice any abnormality in him.

Dongnuan put the copper basin at Si Jixia's feet, put the small bundle in his hand beside him, opened it, and inside were clean cotton towels, scissors, and porcelain medicine bottles of different sizes. Tear a clean cotton towel into strips, then dip another clean cotton towel into the water, and then wring out the cotton towel, raising Si Jixia's hand to help him with a wet cotton towel Wipe off the bloody hands, and when the wet cotton towel in her hand was only an inch away from touching his palm, she suddenly felt something was wrong, threw the cotton towel back into the copper basin, and reached out to get a third clean one. He took the cotton towel, picked it up and threw it away, and went to get a two-finger-sized brown porcelain bottle, bit off the cork on the bottle mouth, and slowly poured the white medicine powder in the bottle on his wound, pouring it as he went. Bian said in a deep voice, "It will hurt, bear with it."

Si Jixia didn't answer or nod, he didn't even look at Dong Nuangu's eyebrows, he just looked at his palm, watched the white medicine powder melt into his blood, and watched his blood slowly stop.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Dong Nuan looked at the blood in his palm that gradually stagnated, and the gloom in his eyes faded a little, but just when she was about to ask Si Jixia to take off his shirt to let her see the wound on his arm, the blood in his palm The blood that had been confirmed to be stopped just now gushed out again, staining his pants and the bamboo mat beside him red.

Dong Nuan was stunned at that moment, and then squeezed Si Jixia's wrist tightly, the gloom that had just faded in her eyes instantly rolled back, her complexion was as dark as a lead cloud.

"What's going on!?" The Zhixue Powder didn't work on him! ?How can it be?Was there something wrong with his wound or something wrong with the medicine she bought! ?
At this moment, Dong Nuan was a little anxious, and suddenly thought of something, he stared at Si Jixia and asked, "Don't you know some medical skills yourself? Do you have any medicine that can stop the bleeding from your wound?"

Si Jixia's somewhat distracted eyes flickered, and finally fell on Dong Nuan's pupils showing a slightly nervous look, but he looked away for a moment, nodded, "Yes."

"Where is it? I'll get it for you." Dong Nuan asked.

Si Jixia hesitated a little, and then said in a hoarse voice: "It's inside my belt, I need Lao Ah Nuan to take it."

Dong Nuan didn't think about it. He reached out and took out a finger-sized slender porcelain bottle from the inside of his belt. When he was about to unplug the cork from the bottle mouth, he suddenly raised his eyes and stared straight into Si Jixia's eyes. A little sharp, asked: "You have always carried this medicine with you, and you also carried it with you when you were in Shuiyue County?"

Si Jixia's shoulders trembled very slightly, and seeing that he was only silent for a while, he admitted, "Yes."

Dong Nuangu's eyes became sharper because of Si Jixia's answer, and he asked, "Is it only your own medicine that can stop your blood?"

Si Jixia didn't deny it, but admitted: "Yes."

"Is that because you didn't use your own medicine in Shuiyue County, which made your injury worse today than healed?" Dong Nuangu's voice couldn't be colder.

Si Jixia lowered his eyelids slightly, and nodded mechanically, but this time he didn't respond.

"Boom—" There was a piercing sound, and Dong Nuan kicked over the copper basin at her and Si Jixia's feet, causing the water in the basin to spill all over the floor. Her eyes were sharp and gloomy, There is a strong smell of wind and rain.

"Si Jixia, you can treat me as nothing, and you don't even want your own life?" Dong Nuangu's voice was as cold as ice, "Why?"

What is his reason for doing this?Afraid she would find something?Still guarding against her?
Si Jixia was silent, Dong Nuan just looked at him and didn't speak, the air was so cold that it could freeze, and it was terribly quiet, so quiet that he could hear the slight sound of blood dripping from Si Jixia's palm to the ground.

After a long time, Si Jixia said in a low voice, "Because it was the medicine that Miss Ah Nuan gave me."

Because she gave him the medicine, he didn't want to change it, but he was reluctant to change it.

Because it was her, he chose to be like this.

Dong Nuan was stunned, and looked at Si Jixia in shock, she was not a fool, she could understand what he meant.

But why did she suddenly feel a little panicked.

The cloud of lead in Dong Nuangu's eyes suddenly dissipated the moment he heard Si Jixia's words, he sat down beside him again after being dazed for a while, took his hand again, and put his palm on the back of his hand without any hesitation. Not caring that his hands were covered with blood, he lightly sprinkled the medicine he gave her on his wound, strangely, it didn't even take half a quarter of an hour, the blood on his palm immediately stopped the bleeding, forming dark red blood clot.

Dong Nuan couldn't help but take another look at Si Jixia. His so-called "knowledge in medicine" was just "knowledge". How could he make such a miraculous medicine with "knowledge"?
(End of this chapter)