Although there is no Hufu here, if these brothers tell others their origins, this matter will be big and stabbed, and then they may have to pay a heavy price for their rashness.

She is very sorry for her life, in short, there is nothing wrong with being cautious, about her origin, it is still rotten in her own stomach.

Liang Zhichen looked at her for a long time, and then rolled up his temperament: "Zhichen has thought about it, wife, I have you to thank you." ”

"Sit down."

She pointed to a bench, and after Liang Zhichen sat down, she opened the wooden box, took out the scalpel, hemostats, etc., and prepared a set of needles and threads. She brought some herbs and called Shujun to help her, and then she looked at Liang Zhichen and frowned slightly. "Take off your shirt, your right arm can't move because you have been injured on your shoulder, your muscles and veins are blocked, and you need to dredge."

"Good," he replied with a smile, looking good-natured, and slowly unbuttoned a bag, and removed his coat, and then unbuttoned his midcoat, revealing most of his shoulders.

Dong Huiying was a little trance-like, his half-faded appearance reminded her of two or three months ago, when the fifth child was too impatient and had a conflict with herself, Yi Xuan had come over for Yue Ning to ask for her guilt. He was like this that day, and his clothes were lightly undressed.

She pressed her temples and seemed to have a headache.

Seeing that her face was not good, the third child asked anxiously, "Wife, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay," she smiled unnaturally, then walked over to Liang Zhichen, sealed the acupuncture point on Zhichen's shoulder with a golden needle, and then sterilized the scalpel with alcohol and grilled the blade of the knife on fire.

This minor operation was undoubtedly very successful, and after unblocking the blocked tendons and veins in Liang Zhichen's shoulder, she picked up a needle and thread for suturing, and then asked Shujun to apply some plasters to Liang Zhichen's sewn shoulder. After that, she slashed Zhichen's wrist again, the same step, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wings, she focused on the operation, but she didn't notice that Liang Zhichen was staring at her intently.

I saw a thin layer of sweat on her snow-white little face, and sweat droplets slid down her forehead and hung on her eyelashes, but she was flawless and had no time to wipe it, and even the tip of her nose was covered with fine sweat.

Although he was being stabbed, to be honest, it didn't hurt at all. I don't know what method she used, when she sealed the acupuncture points on his shoulder with a golden needle, his entire arm lost sensation, as if it was no longer his own.

While marveling at this person's superb medical skills, he also raised his hand, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped her face. She glanced up at him, "Don't move. ”

Liang Zhichen was dumbfounded, "Yes." He responded kindly, and sat quietly, as he had promised, and never disturbed her again.

"That's it!"

After collecting the needle, Dong Huiying rolled up her sleeve and wiped her face, and then pulled out the gold needle on Liang Zhichen's shoulder. "Although the incision can heal quickly after applying the ointment, the muscles and veins inside still need to be renourished, but it is not a big deal, you can try to move, it should not affect your normal life."

The moment she pulled out the golden needle, Liang Zhichen looked at her right hand, stretched out her five fingers, and clenched them tightly, and after repeating it several times, a very real smile appeared on his face. He was really happy, "My wife's medical skills are really good!" ”

Dong Huiying smiled, didn't respond, and then began to pack up her tools, cleaned the scalpel, and stuffed it back into the box.