Hu Er felt that he was like meat on a chopping board, he could only be slaughtered, and he closed his eyes in horror and didn't dare to look at Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue took out a small blue porcelain vase from her arms, and Xiangling had just come to tell her that the old hen named Xiaohua had been in a coma for eight hours before she woke up.

Song Lingyue guessed the amount of anesthetic according to the weight of the old hen, took out the hollow needle made by the blacksmith in advance, and dipped the anesthetic on Hu Er's mole.

Hu Er only felt a tingling pain on his face and hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw Song Lingyue pricking his face with a needle, he was immediately shocked, his face turned pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

"Hold him down." Song Lingyue coldly ordered Qi Mo, and Qi Mo hurriedly held down Hu Er.

Hu Er struggled to struggle, but found that he couldn't struggle to break from the clamp of Qi Mo, a weak scholar.

Not only that, but he felt that half of his face was starting to become paralyzed, and it was difficult to even blink his eyes.

"Do you feel it?"

It was as if something had crossed his face, but it was so numb that he couldn't feel it.

Hu Er wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that his entire mouth had become numb, and spitting out words had become the biggest difficulty.

"The effect of the medicine has already risen." Song Lingyue observed Hu Er's reaction and made sure that the anesthetic had taken effect, so she hurriedly wiped the scalpel repeatedly with a high degree of alcohol, and disinfected it with a candle flame, and only after repeating it several times did she raise the scalpel and slash it at Hu Er's face.

Hu Er closed his eyes in horror, waiting for the pain to strike. However, the imaginary pain did not strike, he thought that Song Lingyue had given up on attacking him, and opened his eyes to take a look.

Just this glance made Hu Er almost burst his heart and guts with fright.

I saw Song Lingyue holding a silver knife in her hand, staring intently at the mole at the corner of his lips.

The knife in his hand slashed through the mole at the corner of his lips, and the tip of the knife turned, and the sharp tip easily entered his flesh, and bright red blood came out instantly.

He wanted to scream, but his throat was like being blocked by cotton, and he could only make a snoring sound.

As soon as the tip of the knife was slashed, the tumor was cut off like this.

Hu Er glanced down, the mole at the corner of his lips had been ripped off, revealing a blood-red flesh hole, and streams of bright red blood continued to flow down his chin, and even the collar was dyed bright red.

Hu Er couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyes rolled and he passed out.

"Gauze!" Song Lingyue didn't care about Hu Er, who had already fainted, and calmly ordered Qi Mo on the side.

It's not that Qi Mo hasn't seen such a bloody picture, but it's hard to imagine that a weak woman like Song Lingyue is as calm as water in the face of such a bloody scene.

"Gauze!" Song Lingyue raised her voice, Qi Mo quickly came back to her senses and handed the gauze to Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue used gauze to hold down Hu Er's still bleeding wound, she used a lot of force, Qi Mo was worried that Hu Er's face would be pressed by Song Lingyue to collapse.

"Stop the bleeding." Soon the gauze was dyed red by the bright red blood, and Song Lingyue looked even more calm and ordered coldly.

Qi Mo hurriedly handed the medicine with the white jade porcelain bottle written on it to Song Lingyue, Song Lingyue took it and took a look, and poured the hemostatic powder on the wound on Hu Er's face.

Soon, with the help of pressing to stop the bleeding and stopping the bleeding, the wound on Hu Er's face finally stopped bleeding.

Song Lingyue took the gauze and quickly bandaged the wound on Hu Er's face, and after doing all this, Song Lingyue exhaled a long breath of turbidity, raised her head and wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead because of nervousness.

This is Song Lingyue's first surgery, and the medical conditions are limited, but the treatment of the lesion is still perfect.

But after all, there is no sterile environment here, and she has done her best to disinfect it, hoping that Hu Er will not get sepsis due to wound infection.

Song Lingyue moved her stiff shoulders and neck, turned her head to Qi Mo and said, "You stay here and watch him first, if he wakes up, give him a painkiller, and tell him that he will stay in the hospital for observation tonight, and I can leave tomorrow after I have been diagnosed and treated." ”

Song Lingyue took out the painkiller pill from her arms and threw it to Qi Mo, picked up the gauze and dipped it in high white wine to re-sterilize the scalpel, and put it back into the rosewood box preciously.

"What about you? Won't you stay here and wait for him to wake up? Qi Mo asked.

Song Lingyue tugged at the bloodstained robe on her body, "I want to go back and change my clothes, the blood on this body makes me very uncomfortable." ”

Song Lingyue glanced at Hu Er, who had not yet returned the anesthetic to the sleeping man, and said to Qi Mo:

"If he wakes up, if anything happens, remember to let me know. Then I'll trouble you here, then I'll go first, and I'll change you later. ”

When Song Lingyue walked away, Qi Mo couldn't help but lower his head to observe the wound on Hu Er's face.

Wrapped in gauze, but the blood stains were faintly revealed, Hu Er slept very peacefully, not at all like he had been cut on his face.

This kind of technique is really unheard of and unseen. I'm afraid that the medical saint Tang Yin has never seen such a technique. Qi Mo muttered to himself, "Song Lingyue, who are you?" ”

The slender fingers tightened at his side, and the inky eyes contained starlight, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the pretty figure that was about to disappear into the night.

Song Lingyue walked in a hurry, the dark robe on her body had already been contaminated by Hu Er's blood, and now Song Lingyue wanted to hurry up and go to the firewood room to boil some hot water and go back to the room to take a shower.

Fortunately, it is getting late now, and Song Yanzhi should have already slept, otherwise he would be frightened when he saw the bright red on his body.

Alas, I originally wanted Xiangling to watch the operation on Hu Er today, but I was worried that Xiangling was too young and would be scared when she saw such a bloody scene, so I didn't hand over Xiangling to watch from the side.

Song Lingyue lowered her head and wondered if she would let Xiangling come directly to the medical hall from tomorrow to follow her to observe how she treated, it was meaningless to just let Xiangling know that medicinal materials were not in actual combat.

Song Lingyue was thinking about things, but she didn't want to bump into Liu Liang who was standing in the yard, her figure shook, and she almost fell, but fortunately, Liu Liang quickly helped Song Lingyue.

Liu Liang's gaze fell on the crimson on Song Lingyue's chest, and his face changed instantly: "Are you injured?" Before the words fell, he couldn't help but drag Song Lingyue to the wing.

"I'm fine." Song Lingyue couldn't struggle, "This is the patient's blood, not my blood." ”

She raised her voice, and finally calmed down the panicked Liu Liang.

Liu Liang looked Song Lingyue up and down several times, and saw that her face was ruddy and didn't look like she was injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief and explained embarrassedly for her behavior just now: "Seeing that you are stained with so much blood, I thought you were injured." ”

"I did a minor operation on Hu Er today, and this is all his blood. I forgot to bring another robe to the hospital, so I had to come back covered in blood. Song Lingyue stuck out her tongue, "But why are you in a daze in the yard alone?" ”

"The moonlight is very good today, so I can't sleep and enjoy the moon in the yard. You're dirty, I'll help you boil the bath water, you quickly change your dirty dress, so that you don't have to misunderstand it if you see it. ”

After Liu Liang finished speaking, he hurriedly ran in the direction of the firewood room.

Song Lingyue returned to her room, took off her dirty robe and threw it on the screen, and looked for a change of clothes while rummaging through the cabinets in her dirty clothes.

"It's terrible." Song Lingyue picked up a turquoise Luo skirt and compared it, and found that these skirts were one size smaller, and I was afraid that it would be a lot shorter when worn on her at this time. "I've been so busy lately, I haven't had time to buy clothes."

Song Lingyue rummaged through the rosewood box, and turned out a set of water-green wide-sleeved skirts, only to remember that this was Lin Jinlan's clothes last time in the Lin Mansion, she originally wanted to send them back after washing them, but she didn't expect to be so busy that she forgot them.

Now that there are no clothes to wear, Song Lingyue can only take out this dress again.

"Forget it, presumably Sister Jinlan won't mind. Fortunately, tomorrow is the Flower Dynasty Festival, so it is better to take this opportunity to go to the market to buy a few sets of Silla skirts and come back, and also bring one to Sister Jinlan, which can be regarded as an apology. ”

Thinking so, Song Lingyue felt at ease again.

"Lingyue girl, the bath water is boiled." Liu Liang's voice came from outside the door, "I'm in." ”

With the door creaking, Liu Liang walked in with a steaming bucket.

As soon as Liu Liang raised his eyes, the whole person was stupid, Song Lingyue was only wearing thin obscene clothes in the wing, the obscene clothes had been worn for too long and had been worn a little thin, faintly revealing the water-red belly pocket on his body, and his slender waist was looming in the obscene clothes.

Song Lingyue turned her back to him, not noticing the strangeness in the room at this time, and kept gesturing with a water-green Luo skirt in her hand.

As soon as Song Lingyue turned around, she saw Liu Liang holding a bucket of boiling water in each hand, standing in the center of the wing room in a daze, staring at her, as if she was stupid.

"Liu Liang, it turned out to be you. Hot water boils so quickly? Thank you, and please help me carry it, I didn't even notice. Song Lingyue casually threw Luo's skirt on the bed, turned around and stepped forward to take the bucket in Liu Liang's hand.

"No, don't bother you, I'll help you." Liu Liang hurriedly dodged Song Lingyue's outstretched hand, holding two buckets of hot water and lowering his head, "Mu bucket is facing behind the screen, right?" ”

"yes, yes." Song Lingyue was wondering why Liu Liang was so strange that she didn't seem to dare to look at her, and was about to ask, but Liu Liang had already come out from behind the screen.

As soon as she saw Song Lingyue, she hurriedly tied her head lower, "Then I'll go first, if the hot water is not enough, you can call me." ”

After speaking, it was as if there was a fire burning him, and he ran out of Song Lingyue's room like a fly.

"Weird." Song Lingyue closed the door of the wing room and muttered in a low voice.

Song Lingyue stretched out her hand to test the temperature of the water in the bucket, and felt that it was just right, and couldn't help but admire Liu Liang's carefulness in her heart.