Chapter 509: The Power of the Shotgun

What fell out of Ru Huan's sleeve was a purple handkerchief.

Nan Zanyin's bloody eyes flashed when he saw this veil, he was very familiar with this thing, it was the so-called "love thing" shown by the other party when he was fighting for Ru Huan with him in the main hall that day.

Because he has been surrounded by various events, Ru Huan also forgot to throw away this handkerchief, and even the sleeve pocket of the ghost was torn open, and the handkerchief fell into the mezzanine, which escaped the fate of being discarded by Ru Huan.

At this time, looking at the handkerchief, Ru Huan's ears echoed with the words full of deep meaning at that time: "One day you will know its true benefits." Could it be that he had already anticipated the enemy's opportunity at that time, and had already paved the way for today's situation?

If this is the case, how terrible is it to be swept away?

Ru Huan put the purple handkerchief under her nose and sniffed it, and there was indeed a faint smell of anti-inflammatory drugs on the handkerchief, and she groaned slightly, and she explained her rough guess to the other people.

Everyone was discussing what to do next, but they received Leng Xiuze's flying pigeon message, it turned out that Leng Qingqiu led the coalition army all the way to the battle, and had already captured Hancheng, which was located in the middle of the imperial capital and Li Suo. And Leng Xiuze and the medical saint Hong Ye will go to Li Su to meet Ru Huan and others.

A few days after waiting for Leng Xiuze's arrival, Ru Huan and the others found out why the war in the Holy Domain over there was urgent, but the wind and dust were still left in Lisuo, and that was because his private firearms workshop was actually built here. I'm afraid that in order to put the firearms into the actual battle with the dark carving and incense as soon as possible, Feng Jiechen personally stayed in Li Su to command and build.

Soon, Leng Xiuze and Hong Ye arrived. Leng Xin and Su Muxue stayed by Leng Qingqiu's side with soldiers and horses to fight with Yu Linyi, so only the two of them came in the dust.

Ru Huan roughly informed the two of them about what happened, and took out the purple handkerchief and handed it to Hong Ye.

Hong Ye smelled the smell, and soaked a corner with water again, and the turbid liquid soaked confirmed that Ru Huan's guess was indeed correct.

Hong Ye proposed to treat Leng Xiuze's eye disease as soon as possible. Ru Huan knew that there had to be a safe enough environment to ensure that the operation was not disturbed, and if something obstructed in the middle, Xiu Ze would be very dangerous. Hua Shuyue, who was fortunate to go out to investigate, came back and said that because Hancheng would endanger the imperial capital as soon as it was broken, Feng Jiechen had already set off to rush back to Hancheng today to help.

Since the biggest threat is gone, then at this time, it is the best time to operate on Leng Xiuze.

On the day of the operation, the wind was beautiful, and although it was late autumn, the warm afternoon sun shone on the earth like a spring day.

In order to avoid being disturbed, Ru Huan and others rented a small courtyard on the outskirts of Lisu.

Nan Remnantyin's army was still on the Shurao side of the Fang'an River, and although he also wanted to stay by Ru Huan's side, he finally returned to the army with the overall situation in mind.

Hua Shuyue came to Li Su this time to explore the private firearms workshop, so he has been running outside to find a specific location for the past few days, and he has not even returned for food and accommodation, so that he doesn't know that today is the day of Leng Xiuze's surgery.

Although Xia Jiang is the only one to protect the safety of the operation, she is also a powerful female general in the world, and Ru Huan is naturally relieved.

The biggest problem with surgery at the moment is that there are no anesthetic drugs, and only some slightly paralyzing herbs can be used to relieve the pain. So Ru Huan couldn't, but he still stretched out his finger and pointed at Xiu Ze's whole body acupoint so that he couldn't move a bit.

Although this operation was extremely difficult in ancient times, only the medical saint could handle the knife by hand, but it is not difficult in modern medicine, so the risk is not very great in terms of Ru Huan's professional knowledge. But when Hong Ye asked who would do it, Ru Huan looked at Leng Xiuze, who had closed his eyes, hesitated and handed over the responsibility to Hong Ye.

Caring is chaotic, and it is difficult for her to do it herself.

Hong Ye operated it with ease, while Ru Huan soaked the handkerchief in clean water, and soon brewed a bowl of medicinal liquid.

The blood vessels were extremely slender, Ru Huan stared at Hong Ye's fingers with sweat, and seeing that he deftly picked open the wall of the tube and removed the blood clot in it, Ru Huan finally exhaled softly.

The hardest part is done, and it ends with the stitching.

Turning his head to look at Leng Xiuze, who was also dripping with cold sweat, although the acupuncture point was sealed and could not move, but without anesthetic surgery, the severe pain could be imagined. Ru Huan disinfected the stitched crochet needle and handed it to Hong Ye, and was about to wipe Leng Xiuze's sweat with a handkerchief, but he heard a deafening sound suddenly from the gate of the courtyard.

The stitched crochet needle was crooked by the fall of the gate, and it happened to pierce a piece of flesh next to Leng Xiuze, and blood immediately flowed out.

Hong Ye frowned, he stabilized his mind and said to Ru Huan: "Girl, you go outside to stop it, and I will be able to complete the stitching in half a pillar of incense time." ”

Ru Huan hurriedly glanced at Leng Xiuze in shock and ran out, suddenly only seeing his eyelashes that were as dense as butterfly wings trembling slightly.

In the courtyard, the thick wooden gate turned into the wreckage of sawdust, and even Xia Jiang, who was guarding the courtyard, had scorched hair and half of his clothes were black.

Two figures, one black and one pink, stood in front of the door.

The black-shirted Nan Piao shook his hand with a weapon that exuded a bloody aura of killing, and his coquettish face was cold and cold. And Liu Shiyun in the pink Luo skirt is sweet with one hand on her sideburns, and the vicious smile on the corner of her mouth makes her look more terrifying than Nan Piaoyao with a weapon in her hand.

Ru Huan stared at the things in Nan Piao's hand, and clenched his fists tightly!

"Shotgun ......," she slowly spat out the three words word by word.

Nan Piao's single eyelid almond eye picked, and sneered: "You also know the goods, and you can even name this firearm?" It seems that Feng Jiechen really treats you as a treasure, and tells you everything!"

Hearing Feng Jiechen's name, Liu Shiyun thought of her great revenge for having her finger cut off, and her smiling expression instantly became ruthless: "One day I will ask him to repay the revenge of the severed finger!"

Ru Huan saw Nan Piaoyao pointing the muzzle of the gun at him, knowing that no matter how high his martial arts were, he would not be able to dodge such a fiery weapon at this time. She couldn't care about her own safety, thinking of Leng Xiuze who was being stitched up in the room, as long as she could delay the time of half a pillar of incense to keep him safe.

Ru Huan thought of this, and deliberately said indifferently: "It seems that you two stole weapons from Feng Jiechen, right?"

Xia Jiang began to be startled by the power of the shotgun, and at this time he regained his senses and scolded: "Don't think that you can win General Ben by stealing a powerful guy, come on, come on, the one who looks like a fox, quickly fight with General Ben for three hundred rounds!" After she finished speaking, she waved the long stick in her hand, and she flew south without showing weakness.

Ru Huan knew the power of the shotgun and hurriedly told Xia Jiang to be careful, but Xia Jiang attacked Nan Piaoyao in an instant like an arrow from the string. 8910