"Sew it up?"

Under the light, Ji Ange looked at the girl standing naked in front of her in amazement, and felt that there must be something wrong with her ears.

It's a pity that she is so old and hears such a terrible request for the first time, but the next moment Ji Ange looked at the girl in front of her and narrowed her eyes, thinking that this person must be joking.

The woman in the deep palace compound had to be comforted by the nurse for a long time if her fingers were pierced by a needle, and she had to feel distressed for a long time until she scratched the skin.

But this man has to take a needle himself to sew up her flesh?

"You're kidding, aren't you?" Ji Ange pretended to smile lightly, "Your Highness, this is not a good ......"

But the next moment the girl in front of her smiled, looked at her while examining the wound and shook her head with a smile, "What's worth laughing about." ”

Ji Ange stiffened.

Ying Baoyue beckoned to the little girl in front of her, "Come on, the needle needs to be long and thin, the silver needle is the best, do you have liquor in this courtyard?" The stronger the better, soak the cotton thread in it, and when the wine is dry, you can use it, right......"

Listening to the girl in front of her explain everything in detail, Ji Ange was hairy behind him, "Are you serious?" You're really going to ......."

Do you really want her to stitch up the wound? On this woman's body?

Ji Ange didn't even realize that her voice was trembling.

Ying Baoyue, who was checking the wound, was stunned and raised her head to look at the girl whose eyes were shaking.

Looks like it scared her?

"Don't worry," Ji Ange looked at the person in front of him who was about to be sewn up, but instead opened his mouth to comfort her.

But as soon as the man spoke, he chuckled and said, "This thing is very common, on the battlefield or in the countryside...... Yes, the countryside. ”

The man seemed to think of an excellent example of comforting her, patted his thigh and looked at her seriously, and said, "In the countryside, peasant women encounter horses and mules that are injured and give birth, and they are all sewn directly with threads, and I have seen them in the countryside. ”

"So it doesn't matter," the naked girl stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, "like horses and mules or something." ”

Can this be the same?

Ji Ange listened to the whole person, but it was even worse.

Doesn't that sound right?

"Aren't you afraid?" Ji Ange looked at the girl in front of him and wanted to ask.

However, Ji Ange didn't know that Ying Baoyue was really not afraid of this, she was only worried that the wound would not heal before the Elementary Ceremony.

These wounds were not critical, Ying Baoyue had been cleaning the wounds with homemade distilled water and saline all the way, and she was extremely glad that she had risen to rank eight in time.

Thanks to the cultivator's physical fitness that improved with the ranks, she did not die directly on the spot due to wound infection along the way.

However, the two sword marks on the waist and shoulders are too long, and the healing speed is too slow, and it may be difficult to close without surgical sutures.

Ying Baoyue looked at the slightly trembling girl in front of her and smiled, "If you're really scared, forget it, but can you borrow the things I just said?" I'll ...... it myself."

Stitching up the wound was a trivial matter for her, but it was probably still too exciting for the young lady in the house. Although her hands are not very convenient, she doesn't want Guili Yao to be so worried that she can't sleep at night, let alone be seen by the people of the National Teacher's Mansion, so she still does it herself.

However, Ying Baoyue couldn't finish her words, only to see Ji Ange in front of her looking at her body for a moment, and the next moment without waiting for her to finish speaking, the girl suddenly turned around and left.

Well? What is this all about?

The door of the house was slammed shut, and the angry voice of her master could be heard outside.

"Stay in there and don't move! Sit on the bed! I'm going to get something! ”

The originally dignified and indifferent little girl seemed to have suddenly eaten gunpowder, Ying Baoyue was a little puzzled, but she was under the eaves, and she still had to listen to the arrangement of the owner of the house, so she obediently put on her clothes and sat down on the carved bed behind the screen.

And I don't know if it is annoyed that it will make people extremely efficient, in less than a quarter of an hour, Ji Ange prepared all the things he needed, and even detoxified the silver needle on the candle flame without a teacher.

Looking at the girl who was standing straight in front of her with a needle, like a small bamboo, as if she was going to fight a duel with someone, Ying Baoyue hesitated.

"Miss Ji, it's ...... if you don't let the people around you come."

She also knows Ji Ange's nurse, and it is not difficult for a woman who is good at needlework to stitch, but Ying Baoyue was suddenly a little worried about whether it would leave any psychological shadow on the child.

Ji Ange was silent under the lamp for a moment with a silver needle, only the two of them were silent in the room.

She had just kicked out all the people, and although there were not many people in the courtyard, it was the first time she had done so.

Just as she entered the door with these things, the nurse who watched her grow up seemed to realize something, looked at her worriedly and asked, "Miss, what are you going to do here?" Let the old slave do it for you, right? ”

Ji Ange would never refuse the nurse's help, but this time she refused.

The girl looked at the girl sitting on the bed in a single dress, "You don't want too many people to see it, do you?" ”

Ying hugged the moon for a moment, "But you ......"

"It's nothing," Ji Ange looked at her and said hatefully, "Don't underestimate me." ”

This woman has suffered so many wounds, can't she even look at these wounds as a woman?

"I'll do it." She stared at Ying Baoyue and said, "I am the master of this courtyard. ”

"The words are ahead," Ji Ange didn't know when he had already put down his courtesy, and said coldly, "I just don't want you to die in my yard." ”

"Hmm," Ying Baoyue nodded, smiled down and untied the single clothes draped over her body.

Under the bright candlelight, she raised her head and stared calmly at the girl in front of her, "That's bothering you." ”

Ji Ange heard the sound of her teeth clenching, and then she clenched the silver needle in her hand.

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Dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and the main house in the west courtyard of Qing'an Courtyard of the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion was brightly lit.

There were eight oil lamps, shining on the beads of sweat that dripped from the jaws of the girls who surrounded them.

"It's the last shot," Ji Ange said as he looked at the girl sitting on the bed in front of him, gritting his teeth.

I don't know how long it has been, but her face is covered with beads of sweat and the corners of her eyes are red, as if she was the one who was injured.

"Hmm," Ying Baoyue sat on the bed and nodded slightly, she had been motionless since Ji Ange started stitching, if it weren't for the sheets she was holding tightly under her palms, Ji Ange would have even thought that she was sewing a statue.

With needles and threads, sew up the flesh and skin of the person.

Ji Ange originally thought that she would not be able to do it no matter what, but she didn't expect that she would really sew it to the end.

She took a deep breath and focused on the last stitch.

And Ji Ange didn't know that when she was focusing on stitching up the wound, Ying Baoyue was also observing her.

Looking at the girl in front of her who had never been in contact with these but dared to grit her teeth and go into battle to the end, her hands trembled from the beginning to the stable girl at the end, Ying Baoyue smiled slightly under the lights.

Although the principle is simple, there are not many women in the world who dare to sew the skin and flesh with a needle for the first time.

Although she had never seen Master's daughter before, and her impression when she first saw it was slightly subtle, Ying Baoyue was sure at this time.

Although there are some problems of one kind or another, this child is really good-looking.

"It's sewn!" At this time, Ying Baoyue's ears heard Ji Ange's excited and relaxed voice.

Ji Ange gritted her teeth and tied the last knot, looking at her own achievements in front of her, while feeling a sense of accomplishment, her eyes were once again occupied by the scars on the girl in front of her.

There were traces of her on it at this time.

"How the hell did you get so many scars," Ji Ange finally couldn't help but say this, she muttered, "Why ......"

Why? Isn't there anything she can do without these injuries?

But the next moment, Ji Ange looked at the girl who was originally cloaked with her back to her, suddenly turned to look at her and smiled.

"I've seen a woman with more scars on her body."

Ji Ange was stunned, "Who is it?" ”

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