Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

The courtyard that Du Mian rents is also in Shouxifang, it is a second-entry courtyard with a quiet environment and a quiet environment.

Qin Liuxi was led to the bedroom by his close servant Va Song. Du Mian half leaned on the bed, supported the bed and straightened up, saying: "Du is impolite, I can't come to welcome the young master in person."

"Monks don't talk about those nonsense." Qin Liuxi saw that the room was a little dull, so he asked Vasong to open the window, and said, "Your body is full of trauma, you don't have to be like a pregnant woman in confinement, the windows are tightly covered It’s so dense that it can’t blow the wind. Not to mention the lack of ventilation, you’re still dressed tightly, and it’s so stuffy, do you want your wounds to pickle some maggots for dinner?”

Du Mian: "..."

I didn't think there was anything at first, but after hearing what she said, I felt that the painful and festering wound was itching.

Qin Liuxi said to Vasong: "Go ask someone to prepare more hot water, clean and breathable white cotton cloth, some spirits, and let the kitchen chop a piece of lean pork and stew it in a clear soup. There is no need to put any medicinal materials..."

She said everything she wanted.

Vasson wrote down that when he reached the door, someone ordered him to go down.

Qin Liuxi picked up Du Mian's hand and began to support the pulse, while Teng Zhao put the prepared utensils in a row on a small table.

Du Mian looked over, the row of knives, scissors and hooks emitting a cold light, his whole body froze, his muscles tensed.

"Are you scared?" Qin Liuxi raised his head, looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "What's the matter, he is also a powerful person who has suffered more than 30 sword wounds. Seeing these small knives, is he also afraid?"

Du Mian smiled wryly: "It's only when I think that they will re-open my wounds and face them so directly, I feel palpitations."

"Don't worry, I won't let you look directly at me." Qin Liuxi helped his pulse, and opened a prescription, saying: "Go to the small couch in front of the window, take off the clothes on your upper body, and I will give you an acupuncture first, so that The meridians are dredging and the Qi is flowing smoothly."

Each performs his duties.

He took off his clothes and lay down on the couch, leaving only a pair of underpants, which exposed all the hideous wounds on Du Mian's body, making people gasp.

It takes a lot of perseverance and desire to survive such a serious injury.

Qin Liuxi pinched the silver needle with his fingertips, took acupoints, and pierced them quickly, but in a short while, the needles had been pricked in several important acupoints on Du Mian's body.

Teng Zhao was asked to light a stick of heart incense.

The incense, I don't know what it is made of, it is different from ordinary spices, it smells calm and peaceful, peaceful and carefree.

Du Mian felt a warm current lingering on his body, and since he was injured, he has never felt more comfortable.

"You live by the water, right? The cold air on your body is a bit heavy, which is not conducive to wound healing." Qin Liuxi looked at Du Mian and said, "I will give you acupuncture, which will help the stagnant Qi mechanism to unblock the channels, and the cold air will Some of them can be pulled out, but to completely dispel the cold, we need to do several more acupuncture after today.”

"Thank you." Du Mian was a little drowsy.

Vasson was so excited, this young temple master is so amazing, he can reveal all of this.

After leaving the needle for a quarter of an hour, Qin Liuxi took the needle and looked at Teng Zhao: "Give him the Sleeping Holy Powder."

Teng Zhao nodded, took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, took a cup, poured a little into it, then hydrated it, and brought it to Du Mian's mouth.

"This is?"

"Good stuff, let's drink it."

Du Mian drank the water with his hand, it was bitter and astringent, what a wonderful thing.

Boom.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep on the bed.

Vasong was startled: "Master Shao, this..."

"It's okay, just fall asleep and go to work." Qin Liuxi's expression did not change: "He will be grateful to me."

She walked to the side and cleaned her hands carefully, while Teng Zhao put the knives and other things into a large porcelain plate, soaked them in spirits and sterilized them, then wiped them dry with cotton cloth and put them away. The sore medicine had already been taken out.

Qin Liuxi covered half of his face with a triangular cloth scarf, and the first thing to do was to deal with the serious wound on the abdomen, where the wound was rolled up, and the flesh was festered, because the medicine made the incision even more ferocious, and the pus and blood were shocking.

She took a sharp knife and gently scratched the already involved wound.

Pooh.

The pus and blood were scratched, and a few drops splashed on the cloth towel around her mouth and nose, and two drops fell on her forehead.

Vasson subconsciously looked at the sleeping master, he was as if he was dead, without any consciousness at all.

He hurriedly looked at his chest, seeing the slight ups and downs of his master's chest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

still alive.

Va Song wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, then looked at Qin Liuxi's movements, scratched the wound, picked up the carrion with a knife, cut it with scissors, hooked the wound with a hook, and cleaned up the carrion little by little. All the way to the bottom of the wound, it seems that a blood hole has been dug.

Vasson trembled all over.

The master really wants to be grateful to her. If you look at it like this, let alone feel the pain, how much psychological pressure you have to bear just looking at this picture.

Qin Liuxi had no distractions, focused on the movements of his hands, and didn't speak, except to pass clean cotton cloth and medicine.

The removal of carrion is not done randomly, if the wound is deep, you have to pay attention to avoid blood vessels, otherwise the calf will be finished if it is cut off and bleeding heavily, so it cannot be neglected.

The pus and blood were cleaned up bit by bit, the festering carrion was scraped off, and fell into a small porcelain bowl, and the cotton cloth soaked with blood was thrown into the basin one by one.

Cleaning, washing, applying medicine, sewing the wound, a series of actions in an orderly manner.

After a wound was treated, a layer of sweat oozed from Qin Liuxi's forehead, and Teng Zhao was responsible for wiping her sweat with a clean cotton cloth.

Va Song acted as a helper at the side, seeing the tacit cooperation between the master and the apprentice, and seeing the master pretending to be dead who didn't know what to do, he sighed in his heart.

Or you are most comfortable!

There were many wounds on Du Mian's body, counting the wounds that needed to be re-opened, there were six of them, the most serious one was on the left side of Guancun, and it took the longest time to deal with it, because the tendon in his hand was broken.

And the stitching of this place is far more delicate and careful than the others.

Vasson really wanted to ask, if the tendon in the hand is broken, can it be stitched back together, and will it get better after that?

Teng Zhao looked over, raised his index finger to his lips, and hissed.

Vasson kept his mouth shut, not daring to disturb.

Treating the wound for a long time and adding stitches took a lot of energy and energy, which made Qin Liuxi's face pale, only the hand holding the needle was as motionless as a mountain.

Teng Zhao pursed his lips, his eyes were full of admiration.

The same is true for Vasson, his eyes are full of respect and shock.

The mountains look up.

This does not require the young viewer to be worthy of it.

Qin Liuxi finished treating the last wound, straightened his waist, staggered slightly, and was supported by Teng Zhao.

"It's okay, let's wrap it up." Qin Liuxi curled his lips at him.

Teng Zhao cleaned up the blood stains according to her instructions, and then applied the last medicine and wrapped it up with gauze.

On the other hand, Qin Liuxi personally applied medicine for strengthening the muscles and bones on the knife wound on the left Guancun. After fixing it with two thin splints, he took out the needle again and pierced several acupuncture points to make the blood flow.

"Okay." She stood up straight, looked at Du Mian, who was pale due to blood loss, and let out a long breath.

This work takes a lot of energy and energy, and the other party has to donate half of the Palace of Medicine King.