Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

  The small courtyard that Du Mian rents is also in Shouxifang.

  Qin Liuxi was led to the bedroom by his close servant, Va Song. Du Mian half leaned on the bed, propped himself up on the bed, and said, "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.

  Wa Song wrote down, 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 half-smile, and said, "What's the matter, he is also a formidable person who has been wounded by more than 30 swords. Seeing these small knives, is he also afraid?"

  Du Mian smiled wryly: "It's only when I think that they will re-open these wounds of mine, 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 perform their duties.

  Take off the clothes on his body and lay down on the couch, only a pair of underwear left, so that all the hideous wounds on Du Mian's body are exposed, 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 were already inserted in several important acupoints on Du Mian's body.

   Ask Teng Zhao 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 flowing through his body. 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.”

   "I'm sorry to trouble you." Du Mian was a little drowsy.

  Vasong was very excited, this young master is so amazing, he can find out 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, rehydrated it, and brought it to Du Mian's mouth.

"This is?"

   "Good stuff, drink it."

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

   dong.

  He closed his eyes and fell asleep on the bed.

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

   "It's okay, let's go to sleep and work." Qin Liuxi's expression did not change: "He will appreciate me."

  She walked to the side and cleaned her hands carefully. 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 a 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.

  Puff Chi.

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

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

  He quickly looked at his chest, and he was relieved to see his master's chest rising and falling slightly.

   is 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.

  Master really wants to be grateful to her. If you look at it like this, let alone feel pain, you will have to bear a lot of psychological pressure 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.

   This removal of carrion is not random. If the wound is deep, you have to pay attention to avoiding the blood vessels. Otherwise, if you cut it off and bleed profusely, you will die, so you can't be negligent.

  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 blood-soaked cotton cloths were thrown into the basin one by one.

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

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

  Vasong was on the sidelines acting as a helper, seeing the tacit cooperation between the master and the apprentice, and seeing the master pretending to be dead who didn't know what was going on, he sighed in his heart.

   You are still the most comfortable!

  Du Mian had a lot of wounds on his body. There were six wounds that needed to be re-opened. The most serious one was on the left side of Guancun, which also took the longest time to treat because of a broken tendon.

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

  Vasson really wanted to ask, if a broken tendon can be stitched back up, will it get better after that?

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

  Vasson shut his mouth, not daring to disturb.

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

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

  Vasson is the same, his eyes are full of respect and shock.

  The mountains look up.

   This does not require Shao Guanzhu 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 hooked his lips at him.

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

  Qin Liuxi personally applied medicine for strengthening the muscles and bones on the knife wound at Zuoguancun. After fixing it with two thin splints, he took 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 excessive blood loss, and let out a long breath.

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