Chapter 162: Possessed by Demons?

In the midst of the woman's cries of terror, a living dead came out of the house.

No, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a corpse.

Under the dim illumination, the woman known as Mrs. Wang Hanlin walked out of the house with a white face, rolling her eyes.

What's even more terrifying is that Mrs. Wang's stomach has a big hole.

As he walked, blood mixed with his internal organs, and a dark brown mark was made on the ground.

Everybody, screaming, ran away.

Rao is as bold as Lin Mengya, and he was also jumped.

"Fraud... Cheated corpse! ”

In the scream, the women who were still running around just now immediately fainted.

Only a few people, including Lin Mengya, are still standing under the intimidation of Mrs. Wang, who is like a zombie.

"Oh, it's terrible, it's a corpse!"

Qinghu, who didn't know when she changed into women's clothes, ran out with small steps.

grabbed Lin Mengya's arm, seemingly timid, but gave her the strength to persevere.

"What's going on?"

The horror in Lin Mengya's eyes gradually faded, when she was in medical school, the human body she had dissected was more than a single digit.

No matter how terrifying this Mrs. Wang is, in her eyes, she is just a moving specimen.

"I don't know, but there's something strange about this corpse."

Qinghu lay on Lin Mengya's shoulder, covering his eyes with a small handkerchief, but his gaze did not flinch.

Just kidding, he has killed dozens of people.

They are all ghosts who are afraid of evil people, even if Mrs. Wang is really possessed by ghosts, but what ghosts can be more evil than him?

So, the two people who were even more perverted than Mrs. Wang in their hearts not only didn't dodge.

On the contrary, these two people also walked into observation.

After walking in, Lin Mengya suddenly found that Mrs. Wang was not completely dead.

Under the great pain, it must be the instinct of human survival, and little by little, it broke through the force that controlled her.

The hoarse throat, in excruciating pain, emitted a movement similar to speaking.

Lin Mengya calmed down, and actually heard the voice of 'help me'.

"She's not dead yet, you go and subdue her, I'll take a look, there's still a chance to save her!"

Lin Mengya whispered to Qinghu that the doctor is benevolent, even if there is still a glimmer of life, she will save Mrs. Wang!

"Good!"

Qinghu was not afraid of any ghosts, so he screamed and rushed forward.

"Phew! Listen up to the demons and monsters! I am the reincarnation of the Holy Mother of Western Immortal Zun Yaochi, and if you know each other, hurry up and get out of Mrs. Wang's body for the old lady! ”

Oh, my God! Lin Mengya rolled her eyes in her heart.

Even if it is to save people, Qinghu is different from ordinary people.

This nondescript drink is what Qinghu can do.

What everyone didn't expect was that as soon as the woman in colorful clothes jumped out, Mrs. Wang, who was still stiff just now, immediately collapsed like a puddle of mud.

gave Lin Mengya a color, Qinghu hugged Mrs. Wang horizontally, and by the way, he also stuffed Mrs. Wang's exposed intestines back into her stomach very loudly.

'Poof-'

Those in the crowd who have poor receptivity will spit it out directly,

Even Concubine De turned pale miserably, and her teeth couldn't stop shaking.

"Concubine De, your daughter-in-law here is not small, you should learn from her."

Exceptionally, there is the queen who does not move like a mountain.

His face did not change, he picked up the teacup and drank it again.

"Yes, the concubine obeys."

In the end, it was in the wind and waves, Concubine De suppressed the fear in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face.

In the wing, Lin Mengya asked Qinghu to put Mrs. Wang on the bed.

Then, let him stand guard at the door, and no one could come in.

didn't bother to wipe the sticky and smelly blood on his hands, Qinghu stood at the door, and from time to time he was babbling and chanting.

was so frightened by him that no one dared to come forward to check, and even vacated a vacuum area with a radius of five meters.

Lin Mengya frowned and quickly checked Mrs. Wang's situation.

Although a large cut was made on the stomach, the wound was very smooth, as if it had been injured by a sharp knife.

The sharpness of the murder weapon should not be as sharp as her scalpel, but it is about the same.

In this case, the organ should be immediately put into place, sterilized, and then the wound should be sutured.

Even modern medical technology carries great risks.

However, now the facilities are rudimentary, and there is an extreme shortage of medicines.

can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, even if Mrs. Wang is dead, it should be a final beautification of the corpse.

"Xiaoyu, immediately ask Bai Qi and Bai Shao to come over and bring my scalpel. Also, prepare hot water, disinfectants, liquor and alcohol lamps! Just go! ”

After thinking about it so much, when Lin Mengya finally gave the order, it was only less than a minute.

As a doctor, she has to race against death to take back Madame Wang's life.

"Mrs. Wang, listen up, I want to save your life, but I may not succeed. Now, I'm going to give you a medicine that puts you in suspended animation, so that it can relieve your pain, and second, it will also allow me to heal you. If you're lucky and the surgery is successful, you still have a 10% chance of surviving. If you're unlucky, you'll never wake up. If you agree, you swallow the pill. ”

Lin Mengya quickly opened the small box and stuffed a small black pill into Mrs. Wang's mouth.

There was a soft sound, and Mrs. Wang tried her last bit of strength to swallow the pill.

I don't know if she heard Lin Mengya's words, or her instinctive reaction, the pill was quickly swallowed by her.

That fake death medicine is actually a kind of poison.

The effect of the medicine was extremely fast, and before Mrs. Wang completely lost consciousness, Lin Mengya saw her lips and squirmed out two words - thank you.

Xiao Yu quickly brought things and people over.

A huge table was moved again, and the things that Lin Mengya wanted were laid out on the table one by one.

Bai Qi and Bai Shao, although they were both stunned by the tragic image in front of them.

But under Lin Mengya's command, she quickly regained her composure.

"Bai Qi, bring distilled water and alcohol cotton, Bai Shao, disinfect my tools and gloves immediately!"

From the beginning of planning to open a pharmacy and use medical skills to recruit troops, Lin Mengya took care of Qinghu and made her a lot of strange gadgets.

Simple gloves sewn from animal casings, and surgical tools that she made with her own drawings.

It's still a little rough, but in terms of current means, it's already very exquisite.

Distilled water is extracted and served in crystal vessels with very few impurities.

This is not a difficult task for science students with strong hands-on ability.

Although alcohol is not as pure as that purified by modern science, with Lin Mengya's unremitting efforts, she has found two kinds of spirits that can be used to make disinfectant alcohol in a variety of liquors.

A spirit, known as the Spirit of Fire, can burn a person's throat if they are drunk without diluting it.

Lin Mengya used this original solution to disinfect a vessel, and the experiment proved that the effect was very good.

The other is used to disinfect the wound after adding distilled water.

It's just that these things are only auxiliary.

What Lin Mengya values the most is a poison called 'dragon liver grass'.

The juice of this drug has a miraculous anti-inflammatory and antibacterial effect.

Lin Mengya used other drugs to neutralize the toxicity of the juice, but found that the toxicity of the venom after neutralization was greatly reduced, but the disinfection effect was not affected.

Under Lin Mengya's instructions, Bai Qi and Bai Shao quickly prepared for the operation.

Gloves were on, a white cloth scarf was covered, and a nondescript cloth hat was attached.

Lin Mengya, under the service of the two girls, put on a reverse dress.

It may seem funny, but that's all it can be.

The preparations were quickly made, and Lin Mengya first reset Mrs. Wang's organs.

Xu fell into a state of suspended animation, so the blood circulation became very slow.

Lin Mengya is familiar with human organs.

The skillful reset was good, and at this time, only a little blood flowed out.

Even Lin Mengya herself didn't expect that the symptoms of heavy bleeding that she was worried about never happened.

Next, disinfect the wound again and start suturing.

In order to cope with the trauma, she deliberately made sheep intestines, and under everyone's gaze, Lin Mengya began to stitch with difficulty.

In fact, this is the most critical step, and it is also the most grinding step.

Lin Mengya is required not only to be fast, but also meticulous.

In the eyes of Bai Qi and Bai Shao, who were almost adoring, Lin Mengya sutured the wound very quickly, but it was as detailed as embroidery.

"Quick, give her medicine."

Bai Qi took out the medicine that had been boiled outside, and Lin Mengya didn't know what kind of herbs to use to achieve the best results.

But she was only familiar with poison, so the pot of jet-black medicinal soup had a bit of the fishy smell peculiar to poison.

"Master, what if she dies?"

Bai Qi was kind-hearted and asked worriedly.

"Can it be worse than now? Hurry up and pour it down! ”

In ancient times, when there was no oxygen, no blood transfusion, and no way to monitor vital signs, everything where Lin Mengya was located had an element of luck.

It is somewhat ironic that the poison that was originally used to harm people has become a life-saving medicine in her hands.

It seems that she really has to learn some poison art from Bai Li Rui's seniors.

She didn't have time to think too much, she had already finished stitching, and she could only wait quietly for the effect.

"Remember, her wounds can't be touched, and people can't move. Bai Qi and Bai Peony should be fed medicine every other hour. ”

The price of a high concentration is that after relaxing, the legs involuntarily go limp.

Fortunately, Lin Zhongyu's eyes were quick and grabbed Lin Mengya's body.

"Sister, are you okay?"

With a little eagerness in his eyes, Lin Zhongyu was amazed by her sister's miraculous work, but she felt even more sorry for Lin Mengya.

"Boy, put down the little girl for the old lady!"

A cold voice came, and the goddess Hua Gu, who was still ghostly just now, quickly snatched Lin Mengya.