The wife and husband are not late

Chapter 9 The Little Forest Doctor

"What medicine? Master?"

"It can anesthetize people without consciousness, and there is also a medicine that can relieve pain and inflammation."

Feng Qingcheng wasn't sure if Demon Zi could understand, but who told me that this guy had too many secrets.

After waiting for a while, a porcelain bottle and a yellow pill suddenly appeared in Feng Qingcheng's hand.

"Yellow instantly paralyzes, and in the porcelain bottle is the pill you want for anti-inflammatory, analgesic, and muscle-removing functions."

Devil Purple's voice was a bit resentful, and he obviously didn't like to show it.

What can she do? If the master wants it, she still has to give it honestly. The master is her god, isn't it?

"Wow, you are my little baby!"

Feng Qingcheng felt that she had found a treasure.

A little baby, made Devil Zi's heart soften. It's been a long time since the master praised her, so touched!
Over there, the disciples of the martial arts hall who had only military power but not enough courage,
After Zhengqing was injured, his fighting spirit was aroused, and within a few breaths, the remaining wolves were killed.

Si Juese knelt beside Wu Zhengqing, crying. When Anyang checked Wu Zhengqing's wound, he was startled. His belly had ruptured, exposing the internal organs of his abdomen.

There is no cure for such an injury.

He quickly sealed Wu Zhengqing's acupuncture points, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother Zhengqing, I'm afraid it's..."

Anyang spoke with difficulty.

Even if other people were injured like this, Zhengqing would not be able to save him, not to mention that he was the one who was injured, how could this doctor who had passed out from the pain save himself?
The others only suffered superficial injuries, but no bones or muscles. Everyone surrounded Wu Zhengqing dejectedly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows.

"After being consumed by you, he is really not far from death."

A little girl in white trousers and a short red top appeared in front of the camp.

When Anyang and the others turned their heads, everyone took a breath.

day!
What a beautiful little girl!
Feng Qingcheng appeared with her real face, but in the past, she had learned the makeup technique known as one of the "Three Great Sorceries".

In the current appearance, the original small face was painted with local materials, and it was wearing a modern and delicate makeup.

There are two buns combed on the top of the head, under the slender eyebrows, the big flickering eyes, and the good-looking face makes everyone mistake it for a little fairy boy.

"I'm the little fairy doctor in the forest who will save you whenever you die, so leave him to me."

After speaking, regardless of whether they agreed or not, he walked towards Wu Zhengqing with small proud steps.

After everyone reacts from the daze just now,

"Such a small medical fairy?"

"impossible!"

"Stop! Brother Anyang, look at her!"

Some disciples wanted to step forward to stop them.

And this beautiful little fairy doctor, completely disregarding other people's objections,
"Although the bleeding has stopped, the trauma is too severe, and you are helpless. If I don't take action, he won't survive half an hour."

When the little fairy doctor said this, he only looked at Anyang.

Obviously, only Anyang can make decisions in this team, and he is in charge.

"Can the little fairy doctor protect my senior brother from death?"

"Young Master, if you don't delay, I can guarantee that he will live. If you continue to grind, I can guarantee that he will die."

Even a fool could understand what the little fairy doctor said. After listening to everyone present, indeed, they couldn't save Wu Zhengqing.

It's just that in the face of such a child of unknown origin, even though he is good-looking, it is too childish for him to treat such a serious injury.

Feng Qingcheng knew that she would definitely let her take action in the end, because this was the only hope.

Most of the family members of patients have this kind of mentality, hope in despair, risky but worth it.

Unless Anyang wanted Wu Zhengqing to die, that was impossible.

After Anyang came to Yuquan Village, she was very kind to everyone, including her little fool.
Therefore, facing his fellow disciples, Anyang will definitely choose to treat them.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Anyang raised his hand.

"Just let her try."

Anyang knows,

Wu Zhengqing's injury is already fatal,
If anyone can help,

A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Although he had never heard of the fairy forest doctor in the grass forest, what if there really was one.

"Everyone stand back and form a circle with a torch each. I need strong drink, and if I have it, bring it at once."

Although the little fairy doctor is young,
But the calm tone made the panicked men wake up and prepare as soon as she asked.

"That woman, I want a needle, thread, and scissors, right now!"

Si Juese thought that there was nothing wrong with him, but was pointed at by the fairy doctor, and he was stunned for a moment.

After confirming that she was the only woman left in the team, she wanted to ask why she needed needlework, but unfortunately it was useless for her to open her mouth. No one else objected, so she was very sensible and obedient.

Everything was prepared according to the requirements of the little fairy doctor, and everyone stared at the little man who fell from the sky in front of them.

I saw the little fairy doctor unhurriedly feeding a pill into Wu Zhengqing's mouth,

Soon, Wu Zhengqing, who was in pain and dazed, completely closed his eyes.

Si Juese grabbed Anyang and wanted to speak, but Anyang didn't move, and the others let the little fairy doctor come to treat them.

Feng Qingcheng has already entered the state of surgery, her eyes are cold.

The conditions here are too limited. Fortunately, the organs in Wu Zhengqing's abdomen are not damaged, but the broken flesh is too scary. If it is sutured in time and there is no infection after the operation, there will be no major problems.

Then, in plain sight,
Feng Qingcheng quickly sterilized the needle and thread, treated the wound with spirits,

Next, the little hand held the needle and sewed it up layer by layer from the inside to the outside...

The disciples holding torches gasped,
It was the first time they saw that people could be sewn like clothes, how painful it was, fortunately, Zheng Qing had already fallen asleep.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe, and Feng Qingcheng was also a little tired because of the large area of ​​suturing. After all, this equipment is not easy to use, and Wu Zhengqing's trauma is indeed not small.

"Scissors!"

When it was over, Feng Qingcheng stretched out her hand out of habit.

Anyang was the first to react, and put the scissors in the little doctor's hand.

I saw the little fairy doctor, after receiving it, quickly cut off his long trouser legs,

Crack torn, then soaked in spirits.

Everyone quickly closed their eyes, what is the little doctor doing?

Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to come here beautifully and tell a lie, who would have thought that Wu Zhengqing would be so seriously injured.

The fabric of her trousers is just right for a bandage,
Anyway, for her, shorts and trousers are the same, and it's quite hot in here.

And these onlookers don't think so,
The little fairy doctor was sent by heaven to save brother Zhengqing, right?

Everyone closed their eyes for a while, and there was no sound, so they had to slowly open one by one,

I found that the little doctor's bright and clean calf continued to be exposed outside, and there was no intention of covering it.
And they have already stitched up their brother Zhengqing? ?

(End of this chapter)