The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

If it's not really running for life, Wen Ruolan really wants to say: "it's really exciting!"

Dongfang Yi's lightness skill is very good. It's like a gust of wind where she passes. Rao is so. She's still stabbed in her leg by those dark weapons like a pear blossom needle in the rainstorm. Moreover, the feeling of numbness and itching instantly sweeps all over her body, and the whole person is a little overjoyed.

Looking at Dongfang Yi's speed, she jumps into the forest like a cheetah. She hears the noisy footsteps behind her, and those people catch up.

With a plop, Wen Ruolan felt that she was almost crushed. She quickly reached for Dongfang Yi and said, "are you ok?"

Dongfang Yi covers her mouth with his hand. The place where they fall is a deep pit. This kind of pit is not uncommon in the forest. They are all dug by hunters nearby to catch prey. They are lucky. This pit is useless. Except for some weeds, there are no bamboo sticks, iron clips and other things in it.

Wen Ruolan reaches out to touch it. Dongfang Yi's back is like a hedgehog, and his heart sinks.

"I'm invincible." Dongfang Yi appeases.

"But I don't know." Although Wen Ruolan roared in his heart, he didn't make a sound at all. Yes, he is invincible, so it's not dangerous. Some skin injuries will soon recover.

Thinking of this, her eyelids are a little heavy. She is propped up in front of her and leans against Dongfang Yi normally. Those people are still there. She has to bear it.

I don't know how long later, Wen Ruolan was smoked by the smell of fishy sweet. He opened his eyes and saw Dongfang Yi's bloody wrist. He sighed in his heart. Well, he has all-purpose blood, and he won't die.

"Are you gone?" Wen Ruolan opens her eyes and makes a sound. She doesn't want Dongfang Yi to worry too much.

Dongfang Yi shook his head: "it's safe for the time being. How are you doing?"

Wen Ruolan raised her hand and pinched herself. Fortunately, she could still move: "I'm ok. Show me your wound."

Dongfang Yi turns around. He is invincible, but it doesn't mean he doesn't hurt.

Wen Ruolan looked at the needles like thorns on his back, pressed his lips tightly, reached out and pinched one of them: "bear it."

With that, he pulled out a piece of meat. As a result, Wen Ruolan shook his hand, threw the needle to the ground and covered the wound on Dongfang Yi's back with his hand.

With the other hand, he took out the medicine from the bag and pressed it on the wound.

"Nothing." Dongfang Yi is silent.

Wen Ruolan didn't say anything, OK? What's the matter with this needle? How did you bring down the meat? Looking down at his legs, I can't count them. How could it be like that.

She reached out and pinched one of them. The huge pain inside made her forehead sweat instantly: "give me the dagger."

Dongfang Yi pressed her hand: "what are you going to do?"

"There are barbs. I'll dig out a research for sure." Wen Ruolan reached for the dagger, but Dongfang Yi held her hand: "I have more on me, you pull one."

That means not to let Wen Ruolan touch his leg. Wen Ruolan shakes his head: "you are invincible. What are you afraid of? It's not only barbed, it's poisonous. I don't want to die. "

"It hurts." Dongfang Yi said.

Wen Ruolan almost snatched the dagger, cold hum: "compared with death, pain is lucky, I'm not so delicate."

That's what he said, but when a piece of meat was cut off with a barbed needle, Wen Ruolan's tears kept falling down. It was so damn painful. How was this black sheep thing designed?

Pick the meat down with a dagger, and then you can see it clearly. The thin needle tip splits and becomes a hook. The hook like things are as thin as wheat awn. You can't help cursing when you hold them in your hand. It's a match with the crossbow you designed.

Wen Ruolan looks at the remaining dozen and looks at the dense needles on Dongfang Yi's back. He wants to cry without tears: "we have to go to a safe place to recover."

"Good." After listening for a while, Dongfang Yi stoops to pick up Wen Ruolan and runs all the way to yaolu.

Well, after a long walk, she came back to the foot of Qishan. Wen Ruolan wanted to smoke herself. What did she say? As long as there is no peace in the world and no return to Qishan, it's so fast that she will be slapped in the face. Although she is upset, her reason tells her that this is the right choice. After all, there is medicine in the medicine house.

She's not as strong as Dongfang Yi, but she has to endure the anesthetic. When she's cooked, she soaks her leg in. When she's unconscious, she pulls her leg, cuts the flesh with a dagger, pulls out the needle one by one, and stitches the wound. She has no expression in the whole process.

Dongfang Yi sits next to him, his hands trembling. He doesn't know whether he's worried or angry. Wen Ruolan has no time to care.

After the wound was sutured and bandaged, he looked back at Dongfang Yi and said, "the anesthetic doesn't work for you, does it?"

Without saying anything, Dongfang Yi takes off his coat and lies on the bed.

A large area of skin was red with blood. Wen Ruolan held the dagger: "Dongfang Yi, you can bear the pain. Sooner or later, we will get back the pain! If there is life, there is no fear. "

Dongfang Yi looks at her with a smile: "listen to my wife, let's go."

This process is really cruel to a certain extent. Wen Ruolan thinks that when Dongfang Yi is ready, her back will be full of potholes. She is a short guard. When she sees Dongfang Yi like this, she wants to find out the person who is going to kill them! The anesthetic was ineffective, but the medicine for healing the wound was effective, at least for hemostasis. Wen Ruolan bandaged his wound and sat by.

"Tieyun is really smart." Dongfang Yi said.

Wen Ruolan nodded: "it's also a coincidence. If you can make such an article on such a small needle tip, you can't do without killing him."

Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan's serious face and feels sorry: "it's not in the way. It won't kill me."

"That's also because no one knows that you are invincible. Otherwise, you can't stand the attack." Wen Ruolan's legs felt painful. She forced herself to wash her hands and stood by the bed: "I'll find something to eat."

"Luo fan is outside. Don't move." Dongfang Yi reaches out his hand and pulls her directly to the bed, which makes Wen Ruolan almost cry out. Does this man care too much for himself? The cut in the back can't stand too much force.

When Luo fan came in, he called Huaji and looked at the two wounded people supporting each other. He said: "they are all dead."

"You killed it?" Dongfang Yi tears off a chicken leg for Wen Ruolan and hands it to him.

Luo fan shook his head: "suicide."

"Oh, the means are extraordinary. It's been a long time since we can train so many dead men." When Dongfang Yi sees Wen Ruolan grinning and eating, she says softly, "why don't you use any painkillers?"

"Pain is good, so you won't be soft hearted." Wen Ruolan was almost ferocious, biting the meat in his hand. Luo fan was so surprised that he couldn't help looking more and turned around: "I'm going to prepare the carriage. The guard has arrived."

There are only two people left in the room. Dongfang Yi holds Wen Ruolan's hand and says, "no matter what happens, I'm here."

"I don't eat meat for nothing." Wen Ruolan swallowed the food in his mouth: "so don't look down on women."