"Miss Shen, the two of us have been working as assistants with the ambassador for several days, but today is the first time to stitch up a patient, and we are a little unskilled, and there is a wound on his calf that is difficult to treat, so we will not ......," Zhao Ergao said with some embarrassment. They knew that men and women could not kiss each other, but now they had no choice but to ask Shen Yingyue for help.

"So come and see, we don't know where to start."

"Okay." Shen Yingyue frowned and passed over with a cold face.

After being busy for Liang Hanchu for so long, she only had time to look at this bloody man at this time.

This person is about twenty years old, similar to Liang Hanchu's age, although the silk cloth on his body has been scraped and tattered, it can be seen that it is a precious fabric, he must be born as a rich and noble son, it is rare that he does not have the breath of a little white face on Lu Jinglin's body, nor is he as elegant and weak as Shen Yuhua.

Under the tattered clothes, there are many places where the strong and tight muscles are exposed, Liang Hanchu said that he is a subordinate general under the command of King Yan, then he is a soldier, and Shen Yingyue did feel a soldier's breath on him, although he was unconscious, he was full of righteousness.

In her previous life, she was a female military doctor, and it stands to reason that she should feel very kind when she sees a soldier, but she doesn't have a good impression of the unconscious bloody man at all. If it weren't for him, would Liang Hanchu be injured? It was because of saving him that she thought that her first brother had gone, and she was so sad that her heart and intestines were broken.

Thinking of this, Shen Yingyue glared at him fiercely, and it just so happened that at this time, the person also opened his eyes and looked at her vigilantly and fiercely.

"What are you fierce!" Shen Yingyue was startled and grabbed a handkerchief and threw it in his face, which was really a nest. She was a selfish person, no matter who he was, whether he was hurt because of this dynasty, she only knew that he almost killed her first brother.

As soon as Zhu Neng opened his eyes, he saw a little girl with messy hair and disheveled clothes, looking a little haggard but looking extremely aura, staring at him, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled and vigilant.

"Who are you, where is your home, and what is your purpose!?" Zhu Neng took the handkerchief off his face, looked at Shen Yingyue with a righteous face, and also looked at Shen Yingyue with a serious face.

"You're still fierce, I won't save you." Shen Yingyue's anger rushed up again, and she wanted to leave when she got up.

"Brother Zhu, that's an insider." Liang Hanchu's deep voice came.

Zhu Neng was stunned and hurriedly hugged his fist at Shen Yingyue.

"It turned out to be my sister-in-law, and I offended my sister-in-law, and I hope that my sister-in-law will take care of me. In the next and Brother Liang is friends of life and death, this life was picked up by Brother Liang, and I owe Brother Liang a life......"

"I don't want to hear you." Shen Yingyue didn't have a good impression of this person, so she interrupted him.

"Yueniang, you can help him bandage it first." Liang Hanchu said with a chuckle on the side. Why can't he see Shen Yingyue's thoughts? Seeing that this little girl was so angry for herself, his whole heart was wrapped in something called happiness.

"Oh, for the sake of you and Brother Chu being friends of life and death, I'll save you." Shen Yingyue picked up the sterilized needle and thread from the bowl where the old brew was kept, and began to stitch up his wound.

She was not afraid of his pain, her movements were rude, and the needles were tightly sewn.

Zhu Neng is a tolerant one, he gritted his teeth and frowned, his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and he was still sliding down one by one, but he didn't make a sound. It turns out that like Liang Hanchu, he is also a tough guy.

Zhao Ergao and Chen Dayun couldn't stand it anymore, she was abusing him, right? What is it like stitching for someone?

"Miss Shen, the stitches don't have to be so dense, right?"