Flourishing age's Medical concubine

The big tent was quiet, as if they could hear their own breathing. Several doctors stood aside and kept an eye on Nangong Mo's need for help. Although they dare not take over the injury of King Yan, they have been military doctors for many years and know much more about trauma than ordinary people. Wei Junmo sat not far away, drooping his eyes to refresh himself, and his handsome face was as cold as jade carving. Opposite him, Xiao Qianwei stared closely at Nangong Mo's hand, but he didn't dare to make a slightest movement for fear of disturbing Nangong mo.

Nangong Mo cleaned his hands before he walked over. He cut the clothes on King Yan with a dagger, revealing a bleeding wound. A jade pendant fell from his clothes. Nangong Mo hurriedly held it to prevent the jade pendant from pressing the wound. The jade pendant was only an inch in size. The best lanolin white jade was carved with exquisite patterns. Nangong Mo cut off the tether before he had time to look carefully, and pressed the jade pendant into the mattress of the soft couch under King Yan. Since it is something that King Yan carries with him, it must be more important, right? But... I didn't expect that the king of Yan, with his elegant and heroic demeanor, would wear such jewelry with him. Nangong Mo's mind flashed.

Since ancient times, a gentleman has always cherished jade. Later, both men and women, young and old, Royal civilians liked to wear jade. But men usually wear jade pendants or jade wrenches. Few people will bring jade pendant. However, the jade pendant looks familiar.

This idea is just a flash. At this time, she can't be distracted for anything.

Take out the thin and sharp sharp sharp short knife neatly placed on one side, disinfect it with spirits, and then bake it on the fire. Nangong Mo just drew the first knife at the edge of the arrow wound. As soon as the knife went down, the people who got the knife and the people who got the knife didn't do well. The onlookers couldn't help shaking first.

Nangong Mo has seen the feather arrows he picked up from the battlefield before. Hai rigu used the strong bow of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and the feather arrows are slightly different from those in the Central Plains. The whole arrow is made of refined iron. The arrow is in a quadrangular diamond. There are pores between the arrow and the arrow body. If Wei Junmo didn't immediately seal several acupoints of the king of Yan, I'm afraid he doesn't have to wait. Just bleeding can kill the king of Yan. The feather arrow can't be sent back, so it can only be pulled back the same way. In this way, there are two more barbs, and the blade on the king Yan's body needs to be opened is twice as big as that of an ordinary arrow.

Nangong Mo took a deep breath and his men stabbed the second time. Suddenly, more blood donors rushed out through the pores of the feather arrow. Yan Wang's mouth also began to pour blood donation. The people present were immediately flustered, "Princess Xingcheng?! Lord..."

"Father!"

"Shut up!" Wei Junmo suddenly got up and threw Xiao Qianwei behind him. Two steps forward, he stood beside Nangong Mo, "flawless, don't worry."

Nangong Mo nodded and said, "it's all right. My uncle's internal injury has burst, and the blood will flow into his lungs."

"How?" Wei Junmo asked.

"Drain the blood first." then he said to a military doctor next to him, "let someone prepare some sugar water and salt water."

With a pale face, the military doctor could hardly wait to leave here, even for a moment. Flustered nodded and stumbled out.

Nangong Mo picked up a thin tubular silver tool in the tray next to him, with a sharp and bright end. After pressing for a moment at the heart of King Yan, Nangong Mo did not hesitate to insert the thin silver tube heavily. A stream of blood gushed out quickly and splashed on the ground in front of him and Xiao Qianwei's vamp not far away. Xiao Qianwei was pale and couldn't help stepping back two steps, but he couldn't help but didn't make any sound.

Several military doctors nearby turned pale with fear.

When the Yan King's breath calmed down, Nangong Mo immediately began to use his knife to take arrows. He had just released so much blood. At this time, there was no tool for blood transfusion. If he dragged on for a long time, his life would be in danger. Even if Nangong Mo can put the pills to replenish qi and blood into the Yan King's mouth like sugar particles, after all, the pills can not immediately become real blood and supplement into the Yan King's body.

A quarter of an hour later, the feather arrow trapped in the chest was finally carefully pulled out by Nangong mo. Nangong Mo was also secretly relieved. The injury of the soldier at Youzhou border is different this time. It is more dangerous than the last time. If you are not careful, you may hurt the heart of the king of Yan. Even the gods will be difficult to save at that time. Moreover, the king of Yan was very weak due to internal injury and poisoning. You can't bear Wei Junmo's internal power at all. As long as you input your internal power again, I'm afraid King Yan will bleed to death.

When the wound was sutured with a special thread, it was wrapped with medicine. Nangong Mo just stood up, but he couldn't help falling into the arms of Wei Junmo.

"Flawless!?"

Nangong Mo opened his eyes and looked at him with anxious purple eyes. He tried to smile and said, "I'm fine... Just a little tired. My uncle is fine for the time being. Don't worry."

Wei Junmo nodded, picked up Nangong Mo and said, "I'll take you back to rest first."

Nangong Mo was really tired. He nodded and leaned against Wei Junmo's arms and closed his eyes. Before he went back to his tent, he had fallen asleep.

Nangong Mo slept until noon the next day. She was really tired these days. When I woke up, I felt a little stiff all over. He got up and got out of bed, twisted his body and moved his muscles and bones. He saw Liu Han coming in with delicious food.

"Young master, you're right. It's time for the princess to wake up."

Nangong Mo rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "what time is it now?"

Liu Han said, "it's past noon. The princess missed breakfast and even lunch. But the childe asked me to prepare some for the princess and said that the princess should wake up at this time."

Not to mention breakfast and lunch, even Nangong Mo ate his dinner last night. I just remember being called up by Wei Junmo. After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, I directly fell back to bed and continued to sleep. After a little washing, Nangong Mo went back to the table, picked up the food sent by Liu Han and began to eat. The hungry growling stomach was comforted by good things, and it was much more comfortable all of a sudden. Nangong Mo's slightly frowned eyebrows expanded a lot.

While eating, Nangong Mo asked, "how about King Yan?"

Liu Han shook his head and said, "the Lord hasn't woken up yet."

Nangong Mo nodded, not surprised. "I was hurt too badly, and I used some anesthetic, but I should wake up tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." it's just hard to say what will happen after waking up.

"Speaking of it, how did the king of Yan get hurt?" Nangong Mo was free to ask about it now. Even if Hai rigu is the first God archer in Beiyuan, it's not easy to hurt people in Wei Junmo's hand? Liu Han naturally inquired clearly and sighed: "According to the people present, it was young master Xiao who was attacked by Beiyuan people. When the young master went to save young master Xiao from being entangled, he suddenly attacked the young master again, and the last arrow was shot at his Highness the king of Yan. Those people in the water Pavilion were really crazy. In order not to let the young master cut off the arrow shot at his Highness the king of Yan, they directly blocked it with their bodies. Two people were cut into two pieces by sword Qi on the spot. They were killed by this As soon as the delay... His Highness the king of Yan... "