Although there were two bright oil lamps in the room, the light was still not bright enough for the operation.

Outside it was about to dawn, the darkest hour before dawn. The more vigilant we are at this time, the more the enemy may search for it, and the sooner the operation, the better.

Jiang Shiyun gathered all the oil lamps in each room, and there were only four of them.

After thinking about it, he took the bronze mirror from the Wang and Chunlan sisters' house and placed it in the middle of the four oil lamps, which can be regarded as a simple "shadowless lamp".

After doing this, Jiang Shiyun opened her acupuncture bag, took out a slender silver needle and twisted it, and said softly to He Lin, "The wound is too deep and needs to be stitched." I'll use silver needles to relieve the pain later. But it still hurts......"

"Don't worry, I can stand it!" He Lin didn't wait for her to finish before he understood what he meant.

Although there is "hemp boiling" in this era, firstly, Jiang Shiyun's medicinal materials here are not complete, and secondly, even if they are prepared, the effect is not as good as the anesthetics of later generations.

Acupuncture is already the fastest and best method of anesthesia.

Seeing Jiang Shiyun's solemn face, He Lin suddenly smiled, that smile was innocent and kind, as intoxicating as a spring breeze, and his clear voice was as good as the spring water in the mountain stream.

"Yun'er, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

I don't know why, Jiang Shiyun heard him call herself like this, her heart was so soft that she seemed to be dripping water, but her mouth was still stiff, and she scolded with a cold face, "What are you talking nonsense?" Who made you call me that? ”

He Lin smiled lowly, "How can I call you if I don't call you that?" Or. I call you 'Xiugu'? ”

This little name of dirt and scum, he even knows it?

Jiang Shiyun couldn't stand it anymore and rolled her eyes speechlessly. He took a handkerchief and stuffed it into He Lin's mouth, saying, "Shut up." Save some energy for later. ”

Geng San stood behind her, and when he saw the adult like this, he couldn't help but feel happy: the adult finally opened his mind, and he knew that the time had come for him to fight. It's just a pity that Miss Jiang has already married Song Hui, and she is one step late.

But if adults like it. So what's that? Miss Jiang is such a capable person, she should be worthy of a man like an adult.

As long as adults want it, there are many ways!

I'm thinking nonsense. Suddenly, a crisp scolding voice sounded, "Hey, what's the shock." Tell you to recognize the surgical instruments......

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Inside the house, Jiang Shiyun began to give He Lin acupuncture. The eyes roamed over him several times. I saw that the jade-colored skin was full of scars, and it ruined the perfect body alive.

Jiang Shiyun couldn't help sighing, it seemed that He Lin was in a high position and powerful, and he was majestic on all sides, but he didn't expect that there were many stories on him. Every scar is a killing, and he has the place he has today, and he broke out in the bloody storm.

Tonight, that knife nearly killed him.

Other scars on the body. Big or small, some are afraid that they will die for a lifetime, right?

My heart suddenly ached. The complexion softened slowly.

When he unintentionally lowered his head, he happened to meet the eyes that He Lin had seen. When they looked at each other, both of them saw sparks in their respective eyes.

He Lin's delicate peach blossom eyes stared at Jiang Shiyun intently, and he didn't flinch for a moment, seeing that Jiang Shiyun was a little uncomfortable, he hurriedly glanced at him fiercely, and whispered in his ear, "What do you see?" You'll be there for a while! ”

The girl in his heart is in front of him, the black hair that exudes a faint fragrance, and the skin that can be broken like a flower, which are the most beautiful scenery in his eyes.

His hand under the quilt was tightly clenched, he must not die, he must live well, and he will never let go of her again!

Jiang Shiyun lowered her head and concentrated on stitching up his wound. Although she has been anesthetized by acupuncture, she understands that this kind of heart-wrenching pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

But He Lin didn't say a word and didn't move. His plump and jade-clean forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, but when Jiang Shiyun took the handkerchief and wiped it for him, he still smiled at her slightly.

Jiang Shiyun's eyes were astringent, and she only felt a choking in her throat, so she hurriedly lowered her head and went to stitch it again.

The grinding sound of needles piercing between the flesh was so clear to her ears that she didn't dare to look at him again, but she just stitched it up finely, hoping for an early end.

No matter how bad this person's reputation is, in her eyes, he is a well-known man.

There are very few people who can do this.

It lasted until dawn, when the suture surgery was completed.

And He Lin was already in pain and was about to collapse, sweating profusely and soaking through his clothes.

Jiang Shiyun washed her hands, asked the little pendant to bring a bowl of boiled chicken soup, sat in front of the bed, and took off the handkerchief from He Lin's mouth, which was already stained with blood.

Distressedly, he took a wet handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, and then asked him softly, "It hurts, right?" ”

To be honest, she wasn't sure she would be able to complete the operation smoothly. After all, it was not a small wound, but in the heart, the wound was deep, and he was poisoned again......

As long as he moved in pain, she would probably miss the artery, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, he managed to hold on, I really don't know what kind of strength is supporting him!

Fortunately, this qiē was completed, and his poison was also cured.

After serving the chicken soup, Jiang Shiyun did not pretend to be someone else's hand, and personally scooped a spoonful to feed him, "Come, drink some tonic first!" ”

He Lin obediently opened his mouth to drink, and his soft eyes never left Jiang Shiyun's face.

After feeding the chicken soup, Jiang Shiyun asked Xiao Shenzi to take a set of Dou Cheng's old shirts, and when he brought hot water, he had to wipe his sweaty body.

The weak He Lin's face suddenly flushed, his hands clutched the corners of the quilt tightly, and he said intermittently, "Still...... Or don't wipe it. ”

"Nonsense, you just had surgery, and if you have a cold again, your little life will not be guaranteed." Jiang Shiyun scolded, and didn't have the patience to explain to him in detail.

"Then, let...... Geng San is coming! He Lin grabbed the corner of the quilt and didn't let go, wanting to retreat into the bed, but found that his body couldn't move.

"Poof", Jiang Shiyun laughed. After a long time, this so-called "murderous like hemp and ruthless as the wind" Jinyi Guard commander is afraid that she will look at his body?

She suddenly became narrow-minded, and deliberately tugged at the quilt, "Oh, Lord He, what are you ashamed of?" Big deal, girl, I'm responsible for you! ”

It was a joke, but He Lin took it seriously. His hands no longer grabbed the horns, his eyes were shining, and he asked weakly, "Really...... It's true? ”

He hoped that she would really be responsible for him, and when he was healed, he would marry her.

But think about how she is responsible for him as a wife?

He's better not to drag her down?

Just as he was thinking about it, a naughty laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, "You're so beautiful!" (To be continued......)