Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

"But this brother was really afraid of pain, so the doctor didn't dare to use too much force each time, so he didn't open the wound again for a closer look. Each time, the rotten flesh removed was only the most superficial."

Ziqing nodded: "Kid, you are right, it is true. Cutting out the rotten flesh is too painful, and my body will tremble with pain, and the doctor will not know where to start. Even if I am knocked unconscious or tied up, I will wake up from the pain and struggle violently."

Xiao Xuanli said: "Ah Man, then use your anesthetic to help him find the foreign object."

Ziqing panicked, his already pale face turned even paler. "Master, please don't. I'm already miserable enough. If you open the wound to look for foreign objects, I will definitely die from the pain. I don't want to suffer like that. You might as well just stab me and let me die without any pain."

Ziyuan said, "Don't be anxious. Didn't the master tell you that there is an anesthetic? After drinking that kind of medicine, you won't feel any pain."

Song Chuman added: "Even if I chopped off your hand, you wouldn't feel anything."

People present: "..."

A'man, aren't you afraid of scaring people to death by saying that?

Ziqing was stunned: "Really? Is there really such a magical medicine?"

Song Chuman: "You can try it first. After I give you the medicine, I will clean your wound. If you feel any pain, I will stop immediately."

Ziqing hesitated.

Ziyuan said, "Ziqing, you are still young. Do you really want to die like this? Think about your friends and your family. Now that things have come to this, let's put it bluntly. Try your best to save the situation. What if it works?"

Ziqing turned his head and looked at the bed curtain. His eyes were blank for a while before he nodded: "Okay, I believe in the master and you."

It was impossible for the master to pick him up from far away and play a joke on him.

Xiao Xuanli said seriously: "Ah Man, I will leave him to you. You can use everyone here. If you need anything, just ask them to do it."

Song Chuman nodded, and without being polite to them, she immediately instructed Ziyuan and others to boil the medicine, boil water, and prepare the wine for disinfection.

Soon, everything was ready.

Song Chuman also took out the medicinal materials needed for anesthetic from her medicine box and boiled the medicine.

Ziyuan brought the anesthetic to Ziqing. Ziqing smelled the anesthetic and frowned slightly. "Why do I feel that the taste of this anesthetic is very different from that of other medicinal herbs?"

Ziyuan said: "Indeed, don't think too much about it, just drink it quickly."

Ziqing nodded and drank the medicine quickly.

Soon, he felt as if he had lost all feeling below his chest.

In order not to scare him, Song Chuman placed a pillow on his chest to block his view.

Ziqing suddenly turned around and looked at Ziyuan in horror, "I feel like I have no feeling below my chest."

Song Chuman took the knife and started the operation without telling him. She cut open his wound and asked, "Do you feel it now?"

"No."

Song Chuman continued to cut, "What now?"

"nor."

Xiao Xuanli, Ziyuan and Zitan looked at Ziqing in surprise.

It seems the medicine is working.

Song Chuman said: "That's normal."

As she spoke, she skillfully removed the foreign object from Ziqing's wound.