Double treasures are coming: the group-loving mommy has lost her vest again

Qin Li suddenly interrupted the conversation between Mr. Yin and the injured guard.

Mr. Yin frowned displeased: "Who are you? Do you know how difficult it is to suture a wound?"

"How difficult is it to suture the wound?"

Qin Li disagreed, and carefully observed the wound on the guard's shoulder caused by the gravel, and wrote lightly: "Get medical needles and thread ready, it will be done in ten minutes."

"Ten minutes?" Mr. Yin was stunned.

The next second, there was a trace of sullenness on his face.

He can do whatever he wants, except for medical skills, which he will not allow anyone to blaspheme!

"Do you know the consequences of ignoring life?" Mr. Yin stared at her angrily, "Looking at your young age, you dare to boast like this about Haikou. Do you really think human life is nothing?"

"I don't care who your backer is, as long as I, Yin Yi, am here, you will never be allowed to do whatever you want!"

Mrs. Yin, who was on the side, helped to smooth things over a little, and persuaded Qin Li softly: "Girl, my husband has a bad temper, but he didn't mean it. If you are not sure, it is better not to be brave. After all, it is about human life, we can't be hasty. It’s over.”

Mr. Yin shouted angrily, trying to drive Qin Li out.

The injured guard wanted to tell Mr. Yin Qin Li's identity, but the wound was so painful that he couldn't hold on and fainted.

Seeing that he was unconscious, Qin Li ignored Mr. Yin's "warning" to her and opened the medicine box next to him as if no one else was around.

After rummaging around, she took out the alcohol and cotton and cleaned the wound a little.

Immediately afterwards, she found a suitable needle and thread, and after skillfully threading the needle and thread, she was about to treat the wound on the guard's shoulder.

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Yin glared at Qin Li angrily, "Who told you to touch my things! Put them down immediately!"

As he spoke, he angrily tried to snatch the needle and thread from her hand.

"If you want him dead, take it."

Qin Li looked at Mr. Yin calmly and raised the needle and thread in front of him, as if he was not afraid that he would take it away.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing her calm and indifferent expression, Mr. Yin felt doubtful and hesitated to take away the needle and thread.

"I don't know if there are any anti-infective drugs here, but his wound was exposed for too long and he didn't receive effective treatment. Once an infection occurs, you can wake him up and let him choose between saving his life or his arm."

Qin Li's "I don't care" expression made Mr. Yin even more unhappy.

"Improper suturing of wounds can cause infection and even massive bleeding." Mr. Yin suppressed his anger and still insisted on himself, "I can't let you kill someone in front of me!"

Ignoring Mr. Yin's anger, Qin Li slightly raised his lips: "What if I can save him?"

"If you can save him, I will worship you as my teacher. From now on, I will listen to your orders without any hesitation."

Mrs. Yin pulled Mr. Yin's sleeves worriedly. The latter shook his head at her, and his stubborn temper calmed down a little: "Madam, don't worry, I know what I know. This girl is definitely a dabbler. I won't lose."

After comforting her, Mr. Yin looked at Qin Li confidently: "If he dies in your hands..."

"I'll let you handle it without any hesitation."

Without giving Mr. Yin a chance to "threaten" her, Qin Li simply issued a "military order".

"Okay." Mr. Yin suddenly had a plan in mind and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if I want you to pay for him with your life?"

"You won't have this chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Li started to sew directly. The stitching method was decisive and decisive, without any sloppiness.

Mr. Yin watched from the sidelines, his eyes changing from suspicion, confusion, to shock.

Unknowingly, Mr. Yin's mouth was so wide that he could almost fit an egg into it.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin?"

Qin Li raised his hand and waved it in front of him, and the latter came back to his senses in a daze.

Mr. Yin frowned in confusion and asked tentatively: "You, are you a doctor?"

doctor?

That's right, after all, she was given the nickname, Genius Ghost Doctor.

"Who taught you this stitching technique? Who do you come from? Can you recommend it to me?"

Mr. Yin completely calmed down and suddenly grabbed Qin Li's arm excitedly, his eyes shining with excitement.

Qin Li wanted to get rid of his "imprisonment", but his strength was a bit strong and it was difficult to break free for a while.

So, she gave up her resistance, shook her head helplessly, and said calmly but distantly: "Sorry, Mr. Yin, my master doesn't like outsiders to disturb him, and it's not convenient for me to tell him his name."

"So that's it..."

Mr. Yin let go of Qin Li, his face full of disappointment.

The next second, he said anxiously: "Then can you teach me medical skills? I want to learn how to suture wounds..."

"You don't know how?" Qin Li was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, Mr. Yin is the royal doctor of the Q Empire. Even if he cannot treat difficult and complicated diseases, he is always good at general first aid...

But he doesn't know how to sew the wound? !

Mr. Yin scratched his head in embarrassment and hesitated for a long time, wondering if he was too embarrassed to speak.

Mrs. Yin who was standing by was still waiting impatiently, and couldn't help but expose his background——

"Girl, to tell you the truth, he didn't study at all, or practice suturing wounds. Most of them just asked him to cure the headache and fever. Generally, small wounds healed before he could go there, and big wounds didn't even wait. If he goes, he is already dead, and in the end, there will be no need for him..."

So that's it, no wonder he cares so much about stitching up the wound.

Just now, he actually wanted to try it himself, but in the end he was afraid that he would miss, so he didn't dare to try easily.

It seems that the Q Empire's medical progress is far behind what she expected...

"Madam, are you trying to discredit me like this? Whose side are you on?"

"Although you are my husband..." Mrs. Yin looked at Qin Li with a straight face, and then looked at him seriously, "but in terms of medical skills, you are indeed not as good as her."

Mr. Yin felt a little awkward, but he had to admit that Qin Li's medical skills were superior to his, and far beyond his.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Yin raised his eyes again.

This time, the pride in his eyes faded away, leaving only humility and humility.

"Can you please teach me how to suture the wound?"

Mr. Yin seemed to recall some bad memories, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"I hate being helpless, and I don't want to see anyone lose their life because of my incompetence!"

Hearing these words, Qin Li's heart suddenly trembled.

"Xiao Li'er, are you okay?"

Mo Ling came to them, stood in front of Qin Li, and greeted Mr. Yin with a cold expression.

Just now, he saw from a distance that Mr. Yin was very unfriendly to her and "touched" her.

If he hadn't been worried about Ping An'an, he would have rushed over to teach him a lesson!

"I am fine."

Qin Li walked out from behind him and looked at Mr. Yin seriously.

"Mr. Yin, I can teach you. But..."