Shen Ning didn't expect that this young man in sackcloth would notice his injuries and specially prepared ointment for himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Thank you, Mr. Divine Doctor, your medicine is so good, it doesn't hurt much after applying it. She was grateful and said sincerely.

Speaking of which, she had some faint apologies for him, after all, her means of inviting him to seek medical treatment were not open-minded, and could even be said to be a bit despicable.

But in order to save Shaobai, she will not hesitate to do even the most despicable and shameless things.

She thought that this young man in sackcloth would hate her to the core, but she didn't expect that he looked cold, but he was as careful as a hair, and even noticed the small detail of his injury.

He doesn't think about the old evil and medicates himself, but he still scheming at him everywhere, which is really undeserved.

Shen Ning decided that after the injury on his hand was healed, he would write out the few medical books he remembered in his heart without reservation and give them to the young man in Mai.

"Hmph, you think this is an ointment to cure your wounds? The Mai boy snorted coldly, took a hand towel, and wiped off all the pale green ointment applied to the back of her hand.

Shen Ning was stunned.

"What kind of broken thing did you paint that originally, and you think that broken thing can heal your injuries?" said sarcastically, the corners of the divine doctor's mouth hooked slightly.

She understood that the young man in sackcloth was referring to the ointment that Mo Chuan had prepared for her with the application she had applied, and said with a smile: "That's the best Jinchuang ointment, doesn't Mr. Divine Doctor think it's bad?"

"Hmph, you really don't know how to use medicine, you can't understand bullshit! The best Jinchuang ointment? That's for treating broken wounds and bleeding, the back of your hand is smashed, the injury is completely different, can the ointment used be the same?" he snorted coldly.

Shen Ning blinked her eyes and suddenly realized: "I understand, no wonder the wound on the back of my hand is getting worse and worse, it turns out that I rubbed the wrong medicine." ”

"You're not stupid enough to get home, and if you keep applying your bullshit ointment, tomorrow the back of your hand will fester, and then rot into a big sore. ”

"Could it be that serious?" she said, her eyes wide.

"You think it's not serious? Hmph, you think that if you hide the wound on your hand, others won't be able to see it? I can smell what kind of medicine you are wearing!"

The young man in Mai snorted angrily again, opened another pill box, this time it was a box of ointment as red as rouge, he picked a large piece, applied a thick layer on the back of her hand, and then took a white bandage and bandaged her hand tightly.

"I applied grass paste to you before, first remove the dampness and fire in your tattered ointment, this time I rubbed peach blossom paste for you, which has the effect of invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, about twelve hours, it can dissolve blood stasis and reduce swelling, but in these twelve hours, you can't touch the water, let alone move, you know?"

His technique is natural and skillful, and his movements are graceful, and he has been bandaged in a short time.

Shen Ning looked at his bandaged hands like zongzi, and only felt ridiculous.

It's just a little injured, is it necessary to make such a big fanfare?

However, she is still deeply grateful for the kindness of this young man in Mai.

"I don't need you to thank me, I don't have any good intentions to treat your injuries, I just want your injuries to heal quickly, and quickly give me what you owe me. ”

The Mai boy glanced at her, saw the gratitude in her eyes, and immediately snorted disdainfully.