After stitching up all the wounds and tying them, Chu Yu picked up the wet wipes and began to wipe them for Lu Buwei.

Basins of clean water were stained red with blood.

When the blood stains on his body were almost healed, centipede-like wounds appeared.

The intestines of the sheep are similar to the skin color, and if you don't look closely, you can't see the stitches of the wound at all.

The white medicine, which I thought was too bloody just now, was shocked when I saw it clearly! The boss with his eyes wide open and his mouth open could definitely stuff a fist.

The wound is still treated in this way!

In the Guiyuan Continent, large wounds, in order not to lose too much blood, can only rely on burns to make the split skin or muscles adhere again.

However, the pain caused by burns is not something that everyone can bear, and many people, because they do not have enough physical strength, can bear a second burn and die of pain.

Chu Yu took out the homemade gold sore medicine, sprinkled the powder evenly on the wound, took out the prepared cloth strips, and bandaged all the wounds.

Medicinal powder, white medicine is no stranger, but the gold sore medicine that Chu Yu took out, just by smelling it, the white medicine knows that it is not ordinary.

Judging from the breath and color, the gold sore medicine is not tempered with too expensive herbs, but because of this, from the delicacy of the powder, this gold sore medicine is definitely of the highest quality.

Using ordinary herbs to develop high-grade medicines, Baiyao once again impressed his little apprentice.

"Master, it's done, you can stop and rest for a while", Chu Yu twisted his neck, moved his already sore wrist, stood up, and hammered his already paralyzed legs.

Needless to say, Bai Yao had already stopped applying the needle when he saw the truth of the wound because he was too surprised.

Fortunately, although the acupuncture stopped, Lu Buwei would not feel the pain immediately, and there was still a buffer time.

Bai Yao really wanted to ask Chu Yu what kind of recipe this was.

However, Chu Yu stood up, and after moving his body slightly, he immediately went to another table and resumed his work, not knowing what he was doing.

Baiyao had to shut up and began to collect the needles one by one.

Here, there was no analgesic equipment, and Lu Buwei had too many wounds, so Chu Yu could only prepare painkillers for him, hoping to relieve the pain slightly.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Chu Yu continued to say to Bai Yao, "Master, although his wound has been treated, it does not mean that it is to be saved, and he still needs to be observed for twelve hours, in order for him not to get inflammation and fever, I need some herbs, I wonder if you can get them for me?"

"Cheng~ You tell the teacher, and the teacher will immediately pick it up for you", the white medicine was full of mouthful.

Chu Yu stopped what he was doing, wiped his hands casually on his robe, picked up the pen and paper next to him, and began to write down the name.

Fortunately, Chu Yu, whether in the previous life or in this life, is proficient in compiling flowers and small letters, otherwise he would have to be laughed at by Bai Yao for a few years.

Baiyao took the rice paper and immediately went back to look for medicine.

Outside the courtyard door, there was a lot of tension.

It wasn't that there was an enemy attack.

It's not that Xiongfeng Village is different.

Instead, Hong Yan and Lan Shuang just stood in the courtyard like this, staring at each other with big eyes and staring for a long time.

"Who are you?" Hongyan couldn't resist his fiery temperament at first, and asked, his tone was also very bad, and he looked arrogant.

Don't look at Lan Shuang's usual harmless teenager, and don't look at him who doesn't know anything about human affairs, but it's definitely not easy to bully people who don't match him, throw the question back to Hongyan, "Who are you?"

Hong Yan was angry and shouted directly, "I'll ask you first!"