Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

Regardless of too much, he took out his suggested medicine bag and began to disinfect, suture and apply medicine to the two people's wounds.

Yin Shengxuan was the most seriously injured.

The heaviest is the 30 cm long wound on the back from the left shoulder to the shoulder blade, with flesh and blood turned out, which looks terrible.

This doesn't count the sword wounds in other places.

Han Xiaoya looked solemn and moved quickly. She sewed the biggest wound between her wrists and applied medicine to stop bleeding.

Then other wounds.

From beginning to end, Yin Shengxuan said no pit, so he sat cross legged on the ground and allowed Han Xiaoya to help her sew up the wound. The beads of sweat on her forehead couldn't stop dripping.

On the other hand, LAN Wenhua looked at Yin Shengxuan's back injury and Han Xiaoya's skill of sewing flesh and blood like sewing clothes. Her face turned white, her heart shrank and her teeth fought.

I didn't feel this when I was besieged by so many people in black just now.

When Han Xiaoya finished all the wounds for Yin Shengxuan and it was LAN Wenhua's turn, LAN Wenhua grabbed his clothes, said nothing and shook his head:

"No, no, I'm not badly hurt. I don't need to sew. Just put some medicine on it."

I'm kidding. It's flesh and blood, not clothes.

That needle after needle, he just counted, the number of large and small wounds added up to at least hundreds.

It's better to give him a sword for such pain.

While talking, she grabbed the remaining medicine in Han Xiaoya's hand. For fear that Han Xiaoya would pull him to sew a needle, she hurriedly said:

"I'll just take the medicine myself."

While talking, he took the medicine and hid in the grass on one side. He pulled open his clothes and drugged himself.

But the front injury is OK, and the back injury can't be drugged by yourself.

The arm didn't lift up. It was tearing pain.

After several times of suffering, he still failed, so he had to ask for help:

"Well... Leng Lao, can you help me with the medicine?"

At the time of introduction, Mr. Ye didn't introduce himself, while Han Xiaoya and Leng Mingyan both said that their surname was Leng. Han Xiaoya said that ye was always her grandfather, and then naturally thought that the three grandparents and grandchildren were all surnamed Leng.

Old Ye glanced at LAN Wenhua lightly and didn't want to help.

"I'll come." Han Xiaoya got up and said.

As a doctor, she doesn't care about these details at all, and she also helps people sew up wounds. She has seen all kinds of wounds (body), mouth (body) and body, and doesn't think it's any good to apply medicine to people.

Otherwise, it would not have been so natural to take off Yin Shengxuan's clothes and sew his wound directly.

Now it's LAN Wenhua's turn, so it is.

Seeing Han Xiaoya coming, LAN Wenhua immediately said:

"No, no, I'll do it myself. I can get it."

On the one hand, I don't want to be pricked. On the other hand, I think the girl is a girl who fell in love with brother Yin at first sight. Look at what's going on on on his back.

"Really not?"

"No, I can."

He said yes, but his hands couldn't make him work. The cold sweat of pain didn't succeed in giving good medicine to the wound behind his back.

Just then, the medicine bottle in his hand was snatched by one hand.

LAN Wenhua felt a thrill in his heart. When he looked up and saw that it was old ye, he was relieved and reluctantly smiled:

"Thank you, Leng Lao."

"Trouble."

Old ye said impatiently and casually sprinkled some wound medicine on his back.

If the little girl hadn't asked, he wouldn't have helped.

"You'd better sew this wound, or it won't be easy to recover. Moreover, this wild man will have to ride into the city later. It's easy to crack the wound when it's bumpy."

Old Ye kindly reminded me.

LAN Wenhua's injury is just a little better than Yin Shengxuan. It's still very serious. It's only very slow to get better with the injury medicine.

The best way is to cooperate with suture.