There were only five people left in the ward, Qin Yan, Song Yuyan, and Gao Mingjian's family of three.

"What do you need me to do?"

Song Yuyan held a tray in her hand, in which medical alcohol and cotton balls were placed, she was calm on the surface, but her mood was full of indescribable excitement.

"Help me sterilize the silver needle."

"That's all?"

"Hmm."

Qin Yan, whose expression became extraordinarily solemn, didn't know when Lu Dao had an extra knife the length of his index finger in his hand. Just with a casual stroke, the bandage on Gao Mingjian's right foot was broken to reveal the skin, and what was surprising was that several layers of bandages were cut but the skin and flesh were not hurt.

Song Yuyan, who was standing next to her, was dumbfounded, as a doctor, precision is a basic requirement, but that is relatively within the reach of the eye.

Like him, it is obviously beyond the scope of medicine, but like an ancient swordsman.

Is he really just a doctor?

Looking at the somewhat sloppy, but extremely focused and dignified face from the side, Song Yuyan felt more and more that this man was full of mystery.

"Sanitize."

Qin Yan threw the knife into the metal tray and took out a silver needle that had just been sterilized and was about two inches long.

Just as Song Yuyan was disinfecting the knife, he stabbed the needle with his right hand, and the silver needle quickly sank into Gao Mingjian's right ankle, and then the second and third.

When the first silver needle was pierced, Gao Mingjian was still a little worried, although he trusted the boss very much, but his trust was in the boss's character rather than medical skills. However, after the silver needle pierced his ankle, most of his previous worries disappeared immediately, because he did not feel pain.

The so-called acupuncture is to pierce the silver needle into the acupuncture points of the human body to achieve the purpose of curing diseases and strengthening the body.

If it doesn't hurt, it means that the acupuncture point has been stabbed.

stabbed the acupuncture point, which means that Qin Yan understands medical skills.

"Don't be nervous, how do you feel?" Qin Yan didn't raise his head.

"It's like ......"

Gao Mingjian frowned, and said, "I don't seem to feel anything...... Wrong! It's not that I don't feel it, but my right foot is numb, as if it doesn't exist anymore. ”

That's what you want!

Traumatic surgery like this usually requires anesthetic, but anesthesia is not good for the human body after all, just a few injections have an anesthetic effect, even better than conventional anesthesia, will not cause the slightest damage to the body, the inheritance of Chinese medicine for thousands of years is indeed unique.

"You can get started, knives."

"I'm going to get a hemostat!"

Seeing Qin Yan stretching out her hand to ask her to hand over the scalpel, Song Yuyan hurriedly handed over the knife that had just been sterilized, and was about to go to get the hemostat.

However, before she had time to turn around and leave, Qin Yan had already swiped her hand and cut down the wound that had healed most of it.

Is he crazy?

Song Yuyan was shocked, there was no hemostat and the same effect of hemostatic measures, he just used the knife directly, not afraid that the patient would lose too much blood and die?

However, as soon as she came to her mouth and was about to stop it, she immediately swallowed it, and looked at Qin Yan with a solemn expression with almost frightened eyes.

There was no bloodshed!

This...... How is this possible?

It is too exaggerated to cut such a big hole with a scalpel, except for a hideous wound, there is no blood flowing out, right?

She finally understood why Qin Yan didn't let her prepare other equipment at the beginning, and the silver needle arrived in his hand, which could not only anesthetize but also stop the bleeding in advance.

Song Yuyan noticed a detail: Gao Mingjian's right foot was very pale in color, as if the blood did not flow here, and it was blocked by an invisible force at the foot and neck.

It's amazing!

It's amazing!

It's a pity that she didn't see it with a shocked expression Qin Yan didn't see it, at this moment he was distracted, holding a knife in his left hand and a needle in his right hand, and the silver needle was constantly piercing into the muscle tissue. If there is a martial arts master with excellent eyesight present, you will find that every time the silver needle is pierced, it will string together the two broken tendons, and then stick the tendons with the help of internal qi.

Time passed little by little, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Qin Yan's forehead, this kind of operation was too delicate, so it was extremely draining.

The most critical problem was that during that mission, his dantian was damaged and a gap was broken, and he could not store full internal qi as before. It was precisely because of this that his strength plummeted from the Eighth Heaven to the early stage of the Sixth Heaven, and because the amount of internal qi was too small, the tendons connected many times were enough to exhaust the few internal qi in a very short time.

After about twenty minutes, he finally stopped moving, his face was pale and sweating, and he waved his hand to Song Yuyan and said, "You help him stitch up the wound, I'll go and rest, and operate on my left foot in an hour." Remember! The silver needle should be removed after the wound is sutured, and the needle must not be removed in advance. ”

Seeing him walk out of the ward in a state of despair as if he had just finished a marathon, Song Yuyan couldn't react for a while.

Such a delicate surgical procedure is over in just twenty minutes?

On the other side, Qin Yan found Lin Ling and asked her to get a quiet room, and after more than half an hour of pranayama, she finally filled up the exhausted internal qi.

Fortunately, the dantian is missing a gap, and it can't contain much internal qi, otherwise it won't be able to recover in such a short time.

The operation plus rest took more than an hour, and one person had both hands and feet, and in order to cure Gao Mingjian's family of three, a total of 12 surgeries had to be performed.

If it were other doctors, he would have already had a nervous breakdown, and a martial arts master like Qin Yan could quickly recover his spirit and internal qi through meditation and pranayama, so that he could always maintain long-term and efficient work.

From noon to 2 a.m., all three of them had their hands and feet re-operated.

"I'll take care of the rest, and I'll ask the nurse to give them the injections." Seeing that Qin Yan had completed the last operation, Song Yuyan said.

"What injection?" Qin Yan was stunned.

"Their surgical wounds are huge, and they must be injected with anti-inflammatory drugs, otherwise it is easy to get inspired."

"No, you don't."

"Qin Yan, what you want."

Lin Ling walked in with a large bag and a small bag, took the medicine she handed over, and Qin Yan walked outside the ward: "I am responsible for their medicine, and I am not allowed to give them medicine and injections casually, those things are not good for the body." ”

Although the operation was very successful, their injuries were not bumps after all, and they still need a period of conditioning and rehabilitation in the future.

If you follow the hospital's method, even if their strength and agility can be restored after they recover, it will cause some bad consequences.

For example, long-term antibiotic injections can lead to a decrease in resistance.

Another example is that the wound can leave an unsightly scar.

Since he has done it, he has to be perfect, and it is better not to do it halfway, so he does not allow others to interfere casually, leaving flaws on this family of three.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The knock on the door woke Qin Yan from his sleep, and he frowned unhappily: the operation didn't end until two o'clock in the morning, and then he decocted medicine for Gao Mingjian's family, and when he returned to the hotel that Lin Ling had booked for him, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, and he was woken up again early in the morning.

The thing Lin Ling sent over last night was the Chinese medicine he asked him to help buy, and the reason why he personally decocted the medicine was because he didn't want the prescription to be leaked.

Those are all prescriptions from strange books, and I almost lost my life for this, how can I let others know the truth?

He rolled over and put his head under the covers, ready to ignore the knock outside, but the one outside seemed to be locked in with him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Your sister!"

Qin Yan got up from the bed, ran over angrily, and opened the door: "Sick, isn't it?" What knock early in the morning? ”

Yes!

As soon as he didn't hear a sound here, a piercing scream came, and Lin Ling's face was flushed, and he covered his eyes with his hands: This bastard, he didn't even wear underwear!

There's no way, who made Qin Yan have the habit of sleeping without clothes?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's a fart, it's not like I haven't seen it! Qin Yan was still very angry.

"You pervert...... Bastard ......"

"Fart!"

Qin Yan was unhappy in his heart, and said angrily: "What's wrong with me not wearing clothes in my room?" It's you who knocked on my door, and it's not me looking for you, and besides, you went to my house last time to see that I was not wearing clothes, so you were embarrassed to pretend to be serious, and then scolded believe it or not to pick up your clothes! ”

"You stinky rascal! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I ......"

"Damn! If you don't go to the house for three days, you're getting bolder! ”

In Qin Yan's view, the threat of the weak was simply an act of asking for his own death, since someone dared to seek death, he dared to commit murder, so the door slammed shut.

"Put me down! Don't touch me! ”

"You stinky rascal!"

"You don't want to die!"

The beautiful policewoman screamed desperately, but unfortunately the soundproofing effect of the hotel room was too good, and no one heard her shouting in her throat. As for her resistance with all her might, it was just a joke in front of Qin Yan, the two sides were not at the same level at all, how could she break free when he was hugged by a princess?

Directly hugged the big beauty to the side of the bed and threw it down, before Lin Ling could resist, he became a posture of lying on the bed with his upper body lying on the bed and his legs under the bed.

"You...... What do you want? Let me go! ”

The police flower was frightened, and this position happened to be a small pp cocked, if that damn pervert was ...... from behind. Oh, my God! How dare he use force on himself?

It's a pity that after being held down by the pervert's big hand, she couldn't resist with her strength at all.

"Let me go...... Woohoo......" She felt the pervert's other hand, reaching for her slender waist, unstrapping her.

"In order for you to have a better memory, some punishments are necessary." Qin Yan had no intention of stopping.

"Woo...... Please let me go, I don't dare anymore, can't I listen to you in the future? Lin Ling knew that this guy eats soft and not hard.

"I've given you a chance before, it's useless to beg, this time I won't eat it, uncle!"

"Qin Yan! If you dare to do that to me, I will make you die a bad death! ”

The soft one didn't work and turned into a hard one, Lin Ling felt that he was going crazy, and the helplessness in his heart was unprecedented......

No!

To be precise, the last time she was in the bathroom, it was the same as today, and it also made her feel frightened, angry, and helpless. The difference is that that time he finally let himself go, listen to his tone, because he repeatedly troubled him, this time he didn't plan to let himself go.

Suddenly, the little pp felt a chill!

Lin Ling suddenly felt like a dead heart, he had torn his pants in the bathroom last time, and only a small nene was left, but that time the two of them stood close to each other, and they couldn't see the spring. This time, he was lying on the bed, didn't he see it clearly?