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Mo Siyu folded up the three prescriptions and handed them to Hu Yueru: "but I don't have any anesthetics today. I don't want to make an appointment. Or I can go to the saint's palace in person...
it's no different from picking bones and digging meat. It will hurt and make you doubt your life."
Hu Yueru took the prescription from Mo Siyu, carefully stuffed it into her sleeve, looked at the dagger shaking in her hand, and said in a light voice: "no, today is the right time. Let's do it."
Mo Siyu: "what?"
Hu Yueru also said: "remove carrion, but don't stain my clothes. It's not good to be noticed by outsiders."
Mo Siyu: after all the injuries, how much should we care?
Mo Siyu stared at the rotten and bloody wound, and couldn't bear it: "your wound is too deep. I'll dig out all the rotten meat and squeeze out the pus. I'm afraid you'll be in pain."
has the final say. The woman's voice is still as cold as ice, without any hesitation: "do it quickly, if you drag it on, it will be too late."
Mo Siyu:....
Mo Siyu is not a tangled person. He is decisive and sharp. Seeing that the saint's mind has been determined, he resolutely barbecued the blade of the dagger on the candlelight until the silver tip of the dagger turned red. Mo Siyu put the white cotton cloth under her wound. "I'll do it as fast as I can. If you can't stand it, just shout, I'll do it immediately Stop
This kind of pain, the man still can't bear, not to mention the woman in front of him.
Mo Siyu said and handed her a piece of cotton cloth: "put it in your mouth and bite it."
"No Hu Yueru closed her eyes: "let's go!"
Mo Siyu:...
she didn't dare to delay any longer. After staring at the woman's closed eyes for a moment, she immediately put away her pity and affection, just like an emotionless surgical figure, stabbing the dagger into the wound.
Pus and blood flowed out along the shoulder. The rotten meat stuck to the red tip of the knife and gave off a pungent smell. Mo Siyu quickly cut it off and threw it into the tray on the table.
She occasionally glanced at the veiled woman, but could only see the big sweat on her forehead rolling down her cheek, unable to see her expression at this moment.
Mo Siyu's hands were quick, about a long time.
She thought that the woman would cry and could not bear to faint, but none of them.
When Mo Siyu straightened up, he said, "OK."
Women open their eyes, thick curly black long eyelashes shaking, above the condensation of crystal sweat.
Mo Siyu sprinkled some powder on her wound, wrapped it with cotton cloth again, and took out a small porcelain vase from her arms, which contained several white western medicine pills.
She poured out a few pills, wrapped them in paper, and handed them to Hu Yueru: "when you go back, take three pills with warm water immediately, then lie down in bed and sleep. When you wake up, if you have a fever, you will take another three pills. If you don't have a fever, you will take one."
The white cotton cloth soiled by pus blood and carrion was also thrown into the tray. The saint raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, put on her clothes with her other hand, and stood up wobbly: "thank you very much."
Mo Siyu gave her a hand and asked, "I just met you for the first time. Why do you trust me so much and think my medical skills are enough to make you better?"
Mo Siyu stares into the woman's eyes: "you are so defensive. You can't just hear that I have healed your mother's body and saved your sister?"
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Mo Siyu folded up the three prescriptions and handed them to Hu Yueru: "but I don't have any anesthetics today. I don't want to make an appointment. Or I can go to the saint's palace in person...
it's no different from picking bones and digging meat. It will hurt and make you doubt your life."
Hu Yueru took the prescription from Mo Siyu, carefully stuffed it into her sleeve, looked at the dagger shaking in her hand, and said in a light voice: "no, today is the right time. Let's do it."
Mo Siyu: "what?"
Hu Yueru also said: "remove carrion, but don't stain my clothes. It's not good to be noticed by outsiders."
Mo Siyu: after all the injuries, how much should we care?
Mo Siyu stared at the rotten and bloody wound, and couldn't bear it: "your wound is too deep. I'll dig out all the rotten meat and squeeze out the pus. I'm afraid you'll be in pain."
has the final say. The woman's voice is still as cold as ice, without any hesitation: "do it quickly, if you drag it on, it will be too late."
Mo Siyu:....
Mo Siyu is not a tangled person. He is decisive and sharp. Seeing that the saint's mind has been determined, he resolutely barbecued the blade of the dagger on the candlelight until the silver tip of the dagger turned red. Mo Siyu put the white cotton cloth under her wound. "I'll do it as fast as I can. If you can't stand it, just shout, I'll do it immediately Stop
This kind of pain, the man still can't bear, not to mention the woman in front of him.
Mo Siyu said and handed her a piece of cotton cloth: "put it in your mouth and bite it."
"No Hu Yueru closed her eyes: "let's go!"
Mo Siyu:...
she didn't dare to delay any longer. After staring at the woman's closed eyes for a moment, she immediately put away her pity and affection, just like an emotionless surgical figure, stabbing the dagger into the wound.
Pus and blood flowed out along the shoulder. The rotten meat stuck to the red tip of the knife and gave off a pungent smell. Mo Siyu quickly cut it off and threw it into the tray on the table.
She occasionally glanced at the veiled woman, but could only see the big sweat on her forehead rolling down her cheek, unable to see her expression at this moment.
Mo Siyu's hands were quick, about a long time.
She thought that the woman would cry and could not bear to faint, but none of them.
When Mo Siyu straightened up, he said, "OK."
Women open their eyes, thick curly black long eyelashes shaking, above the condensation of crystal sweat.
Mo Siyu sprinkled some powder on her wound, wrapped it with cotton cloth again, and took out a small porcelain vase from her arms, which contained several white western medicine pills.
She poured out a few pills, wrapped them in paper, and handed them to Hu Yueru: "when you go back, take three pills with warm water immediately, then lie down in bed and sleep. When you wake up, if you have a fever, you will take another three pills. If you don't have a fever, you will take one."
The white cotton cloth soiled by pus blood and carrion was also thrown into the tray. The saint raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, put on her clothes with her other hand, and stood up wobbly: "thank you very much."
Mo Siyu gave her a hand and asked, "I just met you for the first time. Why do you trust me so much and think my medical skills are enough to make you better?"
Mo Siyu stares into the woman's eyes: "you are so defensive. You can't just hear that I have healed your mother's body and saved your sister?"
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Mo Siyu folded up the three prescriptions and handed them to Hu Yueru: "but I don't have any anesthetics today. I don't want to make an appointment. Or I can go to the saint's palace in person... it's no different from picking bones and digging meat. It will hurt and make you doubt your life." Hu Yueru took the prescription from Mo Siyu, carefully stuffed it into her sleeve, looked at the dagger shaking in her hand, and said in a light voice: "no, today is the right time. Let's do it." Mo Siyu: "what?" Hu Yueru also said: "remove carrion, but don't stain my clothes. It's not good to be noticed by outsiders." Mo Siyu: after all the injuries, how much should we care? Mo Siyu stared at the rotten and bloody wound, and couldn't bear it: "your wound is too deep. I'll dig out all the rotten meat and squeeze out the pus. I'm afraid you'll be in pain." has the final say. The woman's voice is still as cold as ice, without any hesitation: "do it quickly, if you drag it on, it will be too late." Mo Siyu:.... Mo Siyu is not a tangled person. He is decisive and sharp. Seeing that the saint's mind has been determined, he resolutely barbecued the blade of the dagger on the candlelight until the silver tip of the dagger turned red. Mo Siyu put the white cotton cloth under her wound. "I'll do it as fast as I can. If you can't stand it, just shout, I'll do it immediately Stop This kind of pain, the man still can't bear, not to mention the woman in front of him. Mo Siyu said and handed her a piece of cotton cloth: "put it in your mouth and bite it." "No Hu Yueru closed her eyes: "let's go!" Mo Siyu:... she didn't dare to delay any longer. After staring at the woman's closed eyes for a moment, she immediately put away her pity and affection, just like an emotionless surgical figure, stabbing the dagger into the wound. Pus and blood flowed out along the shoulder. The rotten meat stuck to the red tip of the knife and gave off a pungent smell. Mo Siyu quickly cut it off and threw it into the tray on the table. She occasionally glanced at the veiled woman, but could only see the big sweat on her forehead rolling down her cheek, unable to see her expression at this moment. Mo Siyu's hands were quick, about a long time. She thought that the woman would cry and could not bear to faint, but none of them. When Mo Siyu straightened up, he said, "OK." Women open their eyes, thick curly black long eyelashes shaking, above the condensation of crystal sweat. Mo Siyu sprinkled some powder on her wound, wrapped it with cotton cloth again, and took out a small porcelain vase from her arms, which contained several white western medicine pills. She poured out a few pills, wrapped them in paper, and handed them to Hu Yueru: "when you go back, take three pills with warm water immediately, then lie down in bed and sleep. When you wake up, if you have a fever, you will take another three pills. If you don't have a fever, you will take one." The white cotton cloth soiled by pus blood and carrion was also thrown into the tray. The saint raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, put on her clothes with her other hand, and stood up wobbly: "thank you very much." Mo Siyu gave her a hand and asked, "I just met you for the first time. Why do you trust me so much and think my medical skills are enough to make you better?" Mo Siyu stares into the woman's eyes: "you are so defensive. You can't just hear that I have healed your mother's body and saved your sister?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
