She was dizzy from the pain.

But to wash it little by little with cotton dipped in wine, it was no different from killing her.

The pain of alcohol entering the wound and drilling the heart, but this step cannot be saved.

Xu Shu's hand holding the cotton was trembling, and there was no way to accurately wipe the wound.

Just then, Kagechi knocked on the door, but didn't hear her answer, so he pushed the door and entered.

Xu Shu was caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to hide his hand, and everything was exposed to Ying Qi's sight.

"County Lord!"

She strode up and saw the cotton stained with blood all over the ground, and Xu Shu who was biting the towel and almost fainted with cold sweat on her face.

"I'm going to ask for a doctor for you!"

Before Xu Shu could stop her, she flew out like a gust of wind.

She wanted to say, the doctor doesn't know how to get stitches...

After cleaning the wound, she rested a little, wiped the sweat with her right hand, and her head was a little clearer.

Taking advantage of this gap, she took out the silver needles and cotton threads soaked in the wine.

The difficulty of one-handed stitching was too great, and she compared it several times, but she didn't dare to start.

When the first stitch passes through the skin, the pain is secondary, and the most terrible thing is to feel the needle pass through her own skin, which is completely different from giving stitches to others, and she not only has to endure the pain with all her attention, but her hands can't shake.

She suddenly felt that her willpower was not enough.

The handkerchief in her mouth was already soaked with cold sweat running down her face, and her right hand holding the needle trembled unconsciously, and she couldn't control it.

Her nose was filled with the rust-like smell of blood, and she remembered that her chemistry teacher had said that blood contained divalent iron ions, which is why it smelled of rust.

The brain began to be chaotic, but the senses were infinitely magnified, and the pain in the hand became more and more obvious.

The whole arm seemed to ache dullly.

No, you have to sew the rest while your mind is still clear.

What if Kagechi finds a healer, then looks at her wounds and announces that she is hopeless, she can't quite accept dying here in this way.

The second stitch was still difficult, but she rested for a while, and her right hand was much more stable.

She was extremely glad that her right hand was intact, otherwise she might really be hopeless.

A long wound was gradually stitched up in her hand.

Halfway through the sewing, the door was pushed open again.

Xu Shu's heart suddenly lifted.

To be honest, she didn't really want to hand over her injuries to the Imperial Doctor right now.

A shadow loomed over her.

She thought it was Ying Qi, and bit her handkerchief and said weakly: "I can send a few to deal with, and I don't need to find a doctor." ”

"Don't die here if you want to die!"

Xu Shu raised his head fiercely.

Qi Muran looked at her condescendingly, her lips were pursed tightly, and she was faintly pale.

He was so close to her that she could even smell the faint scent of ink on him.

Xu Shu's anger suddenly came up and glanced at him.

She pinched the silver needle and continued to complete the stitches she had not yet completed.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and Qi Muran kept standing, her height just enough to see his hand.

The bones are distinct, the slender white hands, clenched into fists, can hear the click of the bones.

Xu Shu's heart jumped hard, and the speed of stitching became faster and faster.

After a while, Yutian came in.

Qi Muran's voice was deep and frightening: "What about Doctor Mu?" ”

Yu Tian wiped a handful of cold sweat and whispered: "Lord Wang... Doctor Mu just returned to his hometown yesterday, and he has already reported to you. ”

Xu Shu felt Qi Muran's figure stiffen instantly.

Yu Tian hurriedly explained: "The Imperial Doctor is already on his way here. ”