Waste wood against the sky: The little poisonous concubine

Chapter 19 What kind of person are you?
Fortunately, Zhan Lingyun arrived in time, and those assassins were finally taken down one by one.

"My lord, my subordinates are late to rescue me, I hope my lord will make amends." Zhan Lingyun said while kneeling in front of Mu Feihao.

Mu Feihao shook his hand, pointed at the captured assassins and said, "Order them to be sent to prison."

"Yes! Take it down!" Zhan Lingyun ordered the guards behind him to tie up the assassin and take him out.

Before Lin Yaozheng could get out of the panic just now, Mu Feihao suddenly fell to one side of his body and was about to fall down.

"My lord!" Zhan Xifeng firmly supported Mu Feihao, preventing him from falling down.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly that Mu Feihao's chest was bleeding continuously, the amount of blood was frightening!

"Put the prince on the bed quickly, and lie down!" Lin Yaozheng anxiously said to Zhan Lingyun who had just finished giving instructions to the assassin.

Zhan Lingyun looked at Lin Yaozheng and froze in place.

"Why are you still here, do you want your prince to die!" Lin Yaozheng scolded.

For her, time is life, and if it is a little later, the best chance for healing may be missed.

Zhan Lingyun hurried back to the country and helped Mu Feihao onto the bed.At this time, Mu Feihao was still awake.

Lin Yaozheng thought in her heart how strong willpower it must be to be able to remain sober after suffering such a serious injury.

"Take off his clothes quickly, be careful, he got wounded, I want to draw a knife for the prince! Also, light a candle." Lin Yaozheng spoke to Zhan Lingyun while on the other Remove herbs and tools from the division system.

Zhan Lingyun didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately took off Mu Feihao's shirt.At the same time, another candle was lit and placed on the table beside the bed.

"My lord, drawing the knife is no worse than the last time to remove the flesh, it will be more painful then." Lin Yaozheng looked at Mu Feihao with a serious expression.

Everyone knows how important it is to draw a knife.Even in modern times with advanced technology, extreme caution is required.

If you are a little careless, the consequences are not a joke.

Mu Feihao nodded lightly. Although Mu Feihao's consciousness is still very clear, he has no extra strength at this moment.

Lin Yaozheng carefully sterilized the scalpel on the candle, and then took out some anesthetic left over from the last time, and evenly applied it on the wound.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yaozheng used a scalpel to slowly cut open the flesh next to the wound, so that it would be easier to draw the knife.

Then, with Lin Yaozheng's other hand, he quickly and accurately pierced the golden needles into each acupuncture point of Mu Feihao's body.

"These are acupuncture points for protecting the heart, and they can prevent blood flow when the knife is drawn." Lin Yaozheng looked at it with satisfaction.

Lin Yaozheng took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to start."

Zhan Lingyun nodded, and looked at Mu Feihao worriedly.

Lin Yaozheng tightly held the broken knife on her chest with both hands, and put all her strength on her hands.

"Get up!" Following the sound of Lin Yaozheng's words, the broken knife slowly moved out of Mu Feihao's chest.

Perhaps it was because the anesthetic was not enough, Mu Feihao was so painful that he moved his body.

"Ling Yun, hold down the prince's body, don't let the prince move!" Lin Yaozheng said anxiously.

Zhan Lingyun heard Lin Yaozheng's words, and immediately pressed Mu Feihao's body tightly with both hands.

As the last bit of the knife was pulled out, the broken knife that remained in Mu Feihao's body finally left Mu Feihao's body.

That broken knife was as long as a palm!

However, Lin Yaozheng did not relax because of this.The next thing is to sew up Mu Feihao's wound.

Lin Yaozheng took out the medical needle and thread from the poison master system, and said, "My lord, if you bear with me a little longer, I will sew up your wound."

Stitch the wound?This is never heard of.

Zhan Lingyun looked at Lin Yaozheng curiously, and saw that Lin Yaozheng was sewing up Mu Feihao's long wound bit by bit like sewing clothes.

It's amazing!

Mu Feihao, who was lying on the bed, kept staring at Lin Yaozheng's face. Lin Yaozheng's serious look made Mu Feihao look fascinated.

Finally, Lin Yaozheng took a deep breath and said, "It's ok, the wound can't touch water, I'll write a medicine list, three times a day."

Just as Lin Yaozheng was about to walk to the desk and write down the medicinal materials, Mu Feihao suddenly stretched out his hand and held Lin Yaozheng's wrist tightly.

"What kind of person are you?"

(End of this chapter)