Chapter 33: What's the Hurry
Others couldn't see it, but the two people on the second floor of the tea house opposite saw her every move clearly.
Although Qin Jian's injury was troublesome, it was only because the arrow was broken inside and could not be taken out.
The injured place is close to the heart and lungs, and I am afraid that it will cause a situation of non-stop bleeding if I am not careful.
But this is not a difficult thing for Lin Yu, as long as the heart veins are sealed with silver needles, this kind of situation will not occur when the arrow is drawn.
Just now she had seen the arrow in the quiver carried by the little guy next to Qin Jian, and there was a barb on the arrow, and if she forcibly pulled out the barb, it would definitely hurt the surrounding blood vessels.
The wound must be carefully cut open before the arrow is removed.
While disinfecting the tools, Lin Yu carefully recalled the similar cases she had received in her previous life.
It was a migrant worker who fell from the upper floor and was pierced through his chest by steel bars, and the position of his injuries was not much different from that of Qin Xiaogongzi.
At that time, she was also the main knife.
She is a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and she performed surgery on people in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and she laughed at herself because of this at that time.
However, it is undeniable that both Chinese and Western medicine also have merits.
Lin Yu was fascinated, but some people couldn't wait.
Qin Xiaogongzi, who had been gritting his teeth and holding on, finally couldn't help it.
Loosen the back socket and say intermittently, "You...... What the hell do you have to wait...... When will you be willing to ...... Save me? ”
"What's the hurry?"
When Lin Yu heard this, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and continued his work in an orderly manner.
Finally, after everything was detoxified, Lin Yu turned his face to look at Qin Xiaogongzi and said with a playful expression.
"The pain when you will pull the arrow later, it's not something ordinary people can bear, it's better for you to faint."
"You ......"
Qin Xiaogongzi originally thought that this person who took the initiative to heal himself would have some sympathy.
didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, he was choked half to death.
There was not a trace of blood on his pale face, and Qin Xiaogongzi just glared at Lin Yu.
Gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.
"I ...... Remember you. ”
"Oh!"
Lin Yu suddenly stepped back, patted his chest with a playful face, and said, "I thought that if you want to say that you have successfully attracted my attention to a woman, you scared me to death." ”
It's just that she looks a little scared like this.
On the contrary, Qin Jian was so angry with her that she didn't slow down in one breath, and she really fainted.
Looking at the people who didn't know about the personnel, Lin Yu's expression was straight.
"Alright."
took out a pack of silver needles from her sleeve and hung it on her waist, as if by magic, her hands flew up, so fast that people could only see the afterimage, and they couldn't tell how she started.
By the time she stopped, several of the man's points were already covered with silver needles.
"This is the thirteen stitches of the ghost gate."
I don't know who suddenly exclaimed.
Lin Yu found out that several doctors from Jishengtang who had just been invited out had come over again at some point.
The acupuncture method used by Lin Yu was created by the ancestors of the Lin family, and the old man Lin had been consulted in Jishengtang, and it was not surprising that someone could recognize her.
Although Lin Yu didn't like this person to make a fuss, it was just that her whole mind was now on Qin Xiaogongzi, so she didn't have time to worry about him.
But this fuss seems to be contagious.
"No, it's eleven pins, so why are they called thirteen stitches."
Lin Yu glanced at the man angrily, "I just like the number thirteen, can't I?" ”
That being said, the hands didn't stop.
With his left hand, he pressed lightly around the arrow, and with his right hand, he held a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and quickly made a cross-shaped incision.
Then she reached out with her left hand, and an arrow with a barbed bar was caught in her fingertips.