Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

The set of utensils was very special and Qi Fei was particularly impressed.

He thought that Mu Yingbao must have made that set of tools to give to another person with excellent medical skills. He never thought that she would use it herself.

"You don't believe it again? Then I have no choice." Mu Yingbao looked at Qi Fei's expression, smiled and shrugged.

When Qi Fei heard the word "again", he suddenly calmed down. He thought about how he didn't believe her at first when she said she could make him her grandfather.

By the way, from the moment she saw me carrying the bloody wounded man on my back until now, she didn't seem to show any panic or fear on her face. What does this mean?

This means that she doesn't find it scary, which means she has seen it before, perhaps more than once.

"I believe you, young lady." Qi Fei did not dare to delay any longer and expressed his opinion immediately.

In fact, even if he didn't believe it, he had no better way. He knew several doctors in Youcheng, but this medicine couldn't be sent to any of them.

Regardless of whether they were willing to treat him or not, even if they did, they would definitely inform the government troops in the city. In that case, it would not matter if the person was alive, he would still die in the end.

When Qi Fei put the man on the recliner, Mu Yingbao saw the injuries of the victim. They were all on the front of his body. There were several wounds, and only the abdomen was wrapped with cloth. The wound seemed to have been sprinkled with hemostatic medicine, otherwise that place would have bled like a spring.

This is not something that can be simply treated, it requires surgery.

In order to facilitate the operation, Mu Yingbao asked Qi Fei to dismantle the bed board in the inner room, put it on two long benches, searched for a mattress and spread it on top, and then placed the injured person on it.

"Go, take out all the candles in our house and light them up." Mu Yingbao said to Brother Hui who was standing at the door looking a little scared.

When he brought it, I told him to go to the kitchen and boil some hot water.

She was not idle either. She found a jar of white wine and a small box, took out the contents and disinfected them with the wine.

"Just to be on the safe side, you'd better guard the door." Mu Yingbao said to Qi Fei, worried that the soldiers outside would search every house.

Qi Fei saw that she was busy but not chaotic, and her confident expression gradually made him feel less panicked. He nodded and went out.

"Either you come in or go outside." Seeing that Brother Hui was still in the house, obviously scared but pretending to be calm, Mu Yingbao said to him in a gentle voice.

Brother Hui actually wanted to stay and see with his own eyes how this stepmother saved people. How could she be so powerful? She could detoxify herself and help her master become a grandfather as he wished. Now, she could also save the injured person who looked like he was going to die?

However, seeing that his stepmother was doing this for his own good, and he was indeed a little scared, Brother Hui finally went out obediently and sat on a small bench outside the door, listening with his ears pricked up, in case she needed his help with something, and he couldn't ignore it.

Mu Yingbao quickly changed into a clean outer robe, washed his hands with wine, and then picked up a pair of scissors to cut open the bandage wrapped around the injured person's abdomen.

Even though Mu Yingbao had dealt with countless bloody casualties in modern times, he was still stunned by the scene before him.

Without any restraint in the abdomen, the intestines immediately popped out.

Oh my god, it's so tragic! Mu Yingbao took a deep breath and looked at the injured man's face. His hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, so his appearance could not be seen at all.

However, at this moment, Mu Yingbao didn't have the time to watch the injured man howling.

He took a deep breath and used a pack of new cotton wool dipped in wine to carefully clean the wound. Fortunately, the intestines were not ruptured.

After confirming that there were no foreign objects inside or outside the wound, he carefully put the intestines back into the abdominal cavity.

In order to prevent saliva from splashing onto other people's wounds and causing infection, Mu Yingbao wrapped his mouth and nose with a cotton towel in advance.

She took out the catgut that had been soaked in wine for disinfection, and threaded the needle through it, muttering softly, "You're lucky to have met me. You know that I've prepared these things for a long time but never had a chance to use them, right?"

When she was stitching up the abdominal wound, she was so focused that she didn't notice that the injured person's eyelids moved.

Not bad. I haven't done this kind of surgery for several years, but I'm still not rusty at all. Looking at the sutured wound, Mu Yingbao was quite satisfied.

Only then did she start to treat the other injuries of the victim. The others were all flesh wounds, which were child's play for her.

"Hey, it's a good thing that you are a martial artist and have a strong body, otherwise you would not have survived such an injury." After all the injuries were treated, Mu Yingbao poked the injured man's chest muscle with his finger, muttered to himself, and quickly extinguished the candles around him, leaving only one for lighting.

Keeping the lights on so late at night might arouse suspicion, but the operation was done anyway.

He took the injured person's pulse again and confirmed that he was fine, then went to the door and opened it.

As the door opened, the first thing I saw was Brother Hui's anxious eyes, and then Qi Fei who strode over after hearing the sound.

"How is it?" Qi Fei didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.

"Don't you see who made the move? How could anything possibly happen?" Mu Yingbao said quite proudly.

How is that possible? Although Qi Fei hoped that the person inside was alive, when he thought about the condition of his abdomen when he saw him, he was really unsure.

He hurriedly walked around Mu Yingbao into the house, went to the injured man, and heard his steady breathing. Even though Qi Fei was a man who had been in the martial arts world before, he still collapsed on the ground because of the sudden relaxation of high tension.

"You can rest assured now, right? When he wakes up, feed him the medicine. Given the situation outside, you'd better stay here." After Mu Yingbao finished speaking, he started to pack up the surgical tools, washed them with white wine, wiped them clean with cotton cloth, and arranged them neatly in a box.

Without her saying anything, Brother Hui gritted his teeth and took the initiative to clean up the bloody cotton on the ground.

Mu Yingbao couldn't bear it, but thinking that the child might face cruel and bloody scenes in the future, she could only harden her heart and let him train.

"Miss Mu, my life, Qi Fei, will be yours from now on." Qi Fei suddenly stood up and walked in front of Mu Yingbao.

Mu Yingbao, who was caught off guard, was startled. After coming to his senses, he quickly helped him up. "No need to do that. This is very simple. It's the result of your trust in me. However, I still say that, protect the clan."

"Sure, sure." Qi Fei patted his chest and promised solemnly.

"Will there be any trouble if you don't go back? How about letting me take care of this place for you and you go back first?" Mu Yingbao asked again.

Qi Fei hurriedly refused and said it was okay, but then he realized it was almost midnight and embarrassedly asked Mu Yingbao to go to rest.

Mu Yingbao didn't hesitate to nod and signaled Brother Hui to go back to his room to sleep. He was about to go into the bedroom, but as soon as he turned around, someone searched his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was Brother Hui.

"Sleep in my room. I'll stay here to accompany the master." Brother Hui said seriously.

Mu Yingbao thought that the bed in her bedroom was still under the injured person, so she had no choice but to sleep in Brother Hui's room.

"Okay, go get your master a pot of tea. There are also red date cakes in the kitchen cabinet." After Mu Yingbao said this, he left the house with peace of mind.

After being busy for such a long time, Mu Yingbao was really tired, so he took off his outer robe and lay down to sleep.

The next morning, when she got up and stretched herself to go back to her room to check on the injured, she found that only Brother Hui was asleep on the table. The bed board where the injured was lying was gone, and the chair was put back in its place. If it weren't for the faint smell of blood in the air, it would seem as if nothing had happened last night.

Mu Yingbao knew that Qi Fei must be worried that staying here would cause her trouble, so he left without disturbing her before dawn.

She thought the matter was over, but it wasn't. On the third night, someone came to visit. Mu Yingbao heard a knock on the door and thought it was Qi Fei coming to thank her or ask for medicine. But when she opened the door, she didn't recognize the person.

The chair was gone and put back in its place. If it weren't for the faint smell of blood in the air, it would seem as if nothing had happened last night.

Mu Yingbao knew that Qi Fei must be worried that staying here would cause her trouble, so he left without disturbing her before dawn.

She thought the matter was over, but it wasn't. On the third night, someone came to visit. Mu Yingbao heard a knock on the door and thought it was Qi Fei coming to thank her or ask for medicine. But when she opened the door, she didn't recognize the person.

A handsome man with starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, the two of them were staring at each other in a daze, one inside the door and the other outside