Super Red Packet

Chapter 879 Healing
Chang'e was overjoyed when she was praised. She pursed her red lips, flashed her long black eyelashes, and said shyly, "Mr. Meng is too praised! I have thick hands and feet, and I didn't cut them well. I made Mr. Meng laugh."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to put away the paper-cuts on the table.

Meng Xiaoben hurriedly reached out to stop him.

The hands of the two touched together.

Chang'e wanted to retract her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

Meng Xiaoben took advantage of the situation and squeezed her hand in his.

Chang'e didn't break free, and let Meng Xiaoben hold her hand, but she didn't dare to look up at Meng Xiaoben, and lowered her head, even the roots of her ears were red.

Meng Xiaoben felt awkward holding her hand like this, so he took the opportunity to say, "Fairy Chang'e, can you teach me how to cut a window grille?"

Chang'e looked at Meng Xiaoben's hands with a smile, and couldn't help chuckling and said: "Meng Xingsheng has such big hands, how can he cut the window grilles?"

Meng Xiaoben looked at his hands, hehe, they are a bit big, really not suitable for cutting window grilles, he laughed twice, "Fairy Chang'e, can you teach me to cut a simpler one."

When Chang'e heard this, she couldn't shirk it anymore, so she picked up scissors and red paper and showed Meng Xiaoben a demonstration.

"Look carefully. When cutting paper, the index finger and thumb should be light, and they should be able to advance and retreat freely. Both hands should move forward together..."

Meng Xiaoben watched Chang'e's two jade hands move freely between the scissors and the paper, extremely dexterous.

He imitated Chang'e's appearance, advancing left and retreating right, cutting and cutting.

Chang'e cut it into a five-petal plum blossom in a short while.

But the plum blossoms cut by Meng Xiaoben are not like plum blossoms.

Chang'e looked at Meng Xiaoben's "work" for a while, then couldn't help raising her sleeve to cover her mouth, and let out a chuckle.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you for not cutting plum blossoms."

"what is that?"

"It's a big sesame seed cake eaten by a dog! Hahaha..." Chang'e couldn't help it anymore, shaking her shoulders and laughing.

Looking at his "work", Meng Xiaoben looked like a piece of biscuit gnawed by a dog, and said with a wry smile: "Fairy Chang'e, you didn't teach me seriously."

"You are stupid." Chang'e smiled coquettishly.

"Come, come, Fairy Chang'e, teach me how to cut one again."

Meng Xiaoben picked up a piece of red paper, stood up, and walked to Chang'e, "This time, I want to see carefully how you cut it."

Chang'e raised her head and glanced at Meng Xiaoben. Their faces were so close, Chang'e couldn't help feeling tense and her body became slightly hot.

Meng Xiaoben stretched out his hands and gently pressed Chang'e's shoulders.

Chang'e only felt that the invisible force made her unable to stand up. After trying it, she had to sit down again.

"Fairy Chang'e, quickly demonstrate one."

Chang'e had no choice but to pick up the scissors and the red paper again, and said in a low voice, "Look at the demonstration carefully, if you don't learn it this time, don't blame me."

As he spoke, he demonstrated to Meng Xiaoben slowly and step by step, explaining while cutting: "Look, you need to coordinate your hands well..."

Two beautiful hands holding scissors in one hand and paper in the other.The morning sun just came in through the window lattice and shone on Chang'e's hands.Those jade hands were originally the fairest hands in the world, but when the sun shines on them, they look even more crystal clear.

Meng Xiaoben couldn't help admiring: "It's so beautiful!"

Chang'e thought that Meng Xiaoben was praising the beauty of paper-cutting, so she gave Meng Xiaoben an annoyed look, and said softly, "I just made two cuts, and it hasn't formed yet, how can I see beauty?"

"Beautiful hands!"

Meng Xiaoben blurted out!

Only then did Chang'e realize that Meng Xiaoben was not paying attention to how the scissors cut paper, but was staring at her beautiful hands.

She trembled all over, and felt a rush of heat covering her head, and the scissors in her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the pointed scissors lightly pricked her fingertips...

"Oh!" Chang'e cried out in pain, throwing down the scissors and paper.

Meng Xiaoben saw that it was not good.

I saw that Chang'e's left middle finger was pierced by scissors with a small opening, and blood slowly seeped out of the opening.

Chang'e frowned slightly in pain, pinched her left middle finger with her right hand, and kept inhaling.

A drop of blood slowly rolled down from the white fingertips and fell onto the table.

Seeing this, Meng Xiaoben hurriedly asked: "Quick, do you have any disinfectant here? It needs to be disinfected, otherwise it will be infected."

Chang'e shook her head, "I don't have any disinfectants in the Moon Palace, so go quickly and get some cotton from my cupboard, burn it to ashes, and cover the wound."

"Where can cotton ashes be disinfected?" Meng Xiaoben said, stretched out his hand, pinched Chang'e's left hand, lowered his head, and gently put Chang'e's middle finger in his mouth.

"Mr. Meng..." Chang'e never expected that Meng Xiaoben put her finger in his mouth.

And...and sucking hard.

Chang'e is completely embarrassed now!
"Mr. Meng..." Chang'e spoke in a trembling voice, both shy and pleading, "Mr. Meng, no, you don't want to look like..."

Even though he said this in his mouth, he cooperated with Meng Xiaoben in his hand, allowing him to suck the blood from her middle finger.

Meng Xiaoben opened his mouth loosely, put down Chang'e's hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's all right this time, the virus has been sterilized."

"Could it be that your saliva can be disinfected?"

"Yes. I once took a poison elixir in the lower realm, and now it is invulnerable to all poisons. And my saliva also contains anti-poison ingredients, which can kill any bacteria."

Of course, Meng Xiaoben's words were true.Because he had obtained a elixir that is invulnerable to all poisons from the fairy mother.

Chang'e looked at her fingertips, there was still spit on it, the bleeding had stopped, but there was still a small gash.

"I need to bandage it." Chang'e said, "Go to the treasure cabinet and get brocade cloth, and bandage it for me."

Meng Xiaoben shook his head and said with a smile: "No need. I have my own magic formula to heal your wound immediately."

"Really?" Chang'e asked, "Mr. Meng is so skilled in medicine!"

"Where is it? It's just a little bit of family learning, passed down from our ancestors." As he said, Meng Xiaoben took out Linglu Bodhisattva from his bosom.

"what is this?"

"This is my family's unique magic herb. It has no name. It can heal wounds. It is about to be applied to you."

"Then... okay." Chang'e said, stretching out her injured finger.

Meng Xiaoben pinched off a small piece of Linglu Bodhisattva, crushed it between his fingers, and gently applied it to the wound on Chang'e's fingertips.

Then massage it gently with your fingers.

After only a few seconds, the wound on Chang'e's finger belly disappeared!
It was in perfect condition, not even the slightest scar.

Chang'e looked at her fingers in amazement and was speechless for a long time.

"This... Miracle doctor Meng, even a heavenly miraculous doctor, should look up to you." Chang'e said sincerely.

Meng Xiaoben said with a smile: "Where is it? It's just a small skill. Last time I treated you for your old and cold waist, the first course of treatment has already been completed, so I don't know how it will work? Today I am here to give the fairy a second course of treatment."

(End of this chapter)