After Ning Yue left, Zheng felt more and more headaches.

Mama Shi rubbed her head for the Zheng family and said with relief, "Old lady, the prince sent someone to go, what else do you have to worry about." Xia He and Mama Sun are not people who don't know how to move, they will definitely take care of the young lady, and ensure that the young lady will come back how she goes out. ”

"The matter...... I always felt that something was wrong, and my heart was beating so suddenly. Zheng put one hand in his heart, his expression was panicked, "But I can't say what's wrong, I hope that nothing will happen to An Ran." ”

Zheng's feeling is right, Ning Jie went to Los Angeles, just like a pampered canary out of the cage, and she definitely couldn't please her.

Ning Jie is in the capital, but Luocheng, that is Ning Juan's territory.

But the Zheng family knew that it was wrong, in order to fulfill Ning Jie and Li Huan and seek a good marriage for Ning Jie, they still chose to let it go.

On the day of the appointment with Ruhua, Ning Juan swaggered to the back door of the red Yicui.

This time there was a knock on the door, and the door opened on its own.

Ning Juan stepped into the courtyard and saw that the little man who was guarding the door was squatting on the ground, concentrating on skinning a pheasant.

People in Los Angeles are particular about eating, such as pheasants, they like to peel off the whole skin before steaming, frying, boiling and roasting, saying that in this way, the food will be fragrant.

At this moment, the blood dripped down the little girl's fingers, red and bloody, and it looked very terrible, which made Ning Juan frown slightly.

"If you can't see it, don't look at it, let's go." The little guy didn't raise his head to speak, and the matter in his hands didn't fall at all.

You don't have to look up to know her reaction, this person is observant and should act cautiously.

Looking at the pheasant skin in his hand, it was completely peeled and not damaged at all, this person must be very down-to-earth.

Cautious and steadfast, bold and careful, she lacks such a person around her, if she can keep this person by her side, she may be much easier to act.

Ning Juan looked at it condescendingly, and chuckled, "Skinning a pheasant is nothing to look at, if you are skinning a human being, maybe I'm really interested in taking a look." ”

The little guy looked up and saw Ning Juan staring at the pheasant skin in his hand, there was no fear in his eyes, and he couldn't help but be frightened, it seemed that he guessed correctly, this person was really not an ordinary person.

On the night when Ning Juan changed Ruhua's face, he had secretly gone to the door of Ruhua's room to see why Ning Juan was close to Ruhua, but he had to give up his plan to peek because Tang Yu was sitting on the roof.

"There's something wrong with your left eye, right?" Ning Wan asked with a smile.

The little guy didn't answer, his left eye looked intact, but there was really a problem, he couldn't see things clearly since he was ten years old, and now, it's been more than thirty years, and it's not easy for this man to be able to say a word.

Ning Juan blinked and asked with a smile, "How about we make a deal?" ”

The little guy looked up, and happened to see a confident and cruel smile rippling on the lips of the man in front of him.

laughed like that, making the little guy believe that this was someone he could follow......

I haven't seen her for three days, Ruhua has been haggard a lot, perhaps, I shouldn't say haggard, after all, Ruhua's whole face is wrapped in silk cloth, and the face is still not visible, let alone haggard.

It's just that the body has lost a lot of weight, which shows how deep the pain is.

Ruhua saw Ning Juan, closer than seeing her ancestors, as soon as Ning Juan entered the house, she grabbed the corner of Ning Juan's sleeve and asked,

"Girl, when am I going to be well?"

It hurt so much that from the moment she woke up, there was only one word of pain in her head.

Ruhua was emotional, and even the silk cloth on her face was shaking with the rhythm of her speech.

Ning Juan helped Ruhua to sit on the edge of the bed, lifted the corner of the gauze and glanced at it, and said while looking for scissors,

"Within half a month, you should only move your tongue when you speak, and you can't yell like Fang Cai, yelling will drive the skin and flesh on your face and affect the healing of wounds. Also, as I said before, when your wound is painful or itchy, you should be taboo if you can't eat it, you can only eat porridge, and you should have eaten other things in the past three days. Listen, I have done what I can do, if you can do what you can do and you don't do it, then even if I am Hua Tuo alive, I will not be able to rejuvenate my hands. ”

The face is like a flower's face, and if Ruhua doesn't care about it, she can't do anything about it.

The consequences are so severe?

She suddenly became cautious, stiffening her neck and not daring to move, for fear that she would accidentally touch the face on her head.

The knives were all taken, and she couldn't be in vain.

Ning Juan took scissors and cut the silk cloth, and after the silk cloth was removed, it was a hideous face, and the face was full of vertical and horizontal needlework scars.

Ning Juan went out and fetched half a basin of hot water, took out the porcelain bottle in his sleeve, poured a little powder into the copper basin, and watched the water gradually turn purple.

"Applying a handkerchief to the face, one is to wash the dirt on the face, the other is to allow the medicine to enter the skin through the wound and speed up the healing of the skin and flesh, and the third is to dissolve the sutures on the face to the skin and flesh."

Ruhua nodded, what a miracle doctor, a little medicine can be so useful.

Ning Juan wet the handkerchief in water, wring it out after scooping it up, and then handed it to Ruhua.

"It's the most painful."

The short five words, like bursts of pain, were already in terrible pain before they were put on her face.

Fear of return, the determination to look greater than the fear of pain.

Ruhua gritted her teeth and took the handkerchief, spread it out and put it on her face.

The moment the veil came into contact with the face, it was like tens of thousands of silver needles piercing into the flesh like a flower, deep and shallow, more or less, and the pain was incomparable.

Ning Juan looked at Ruhua, who was trembling in pain, and said calmly,

"Every time you apply a hot compress for a while, as long as the hotness on the handkerchief disappears, immediately remove it and re-wet the handkerchief."

Ruhua stretched out her hand to take off the handkerchief, the whiteness of her hands contrasted sharply with the redness and swelling on her face, one cold and one hot, one in the ice cellar and one in the stove.

Ning Juan wet the handkerchief again, scooped it up, wrung it out and handed it over.

Again and again, until the water in the copper basin gradually cooled, until Ruhua was numb with pain, and her eyes were staring ahead, unable to speak.

"There is nothing in the world that is free of charge, and if you want to get it, you must pay a little price. In the same way, there is no such thing as suffering in vain, and what you suffer will always be compensated in some other way. Ning Juan said.

"Hot water needs to be applied three times a day, and the number of hot compresses should not be less than 30 times." Ning Juan put the porcelain vase in Ruhua's hand, "How much to add each time, you should have seen it." ”

"Girl, isn't the girl going to come again?" Ruhua asked with trembling lips, her voice trembling.

Ning Wan said, "What I should have done has been done, and the rest depends on Miss Ruhua herself." ”

"I don't know the girl's name?"

Ruhua then remembered that she had met Ning Juan several times, but she didn't know what the girl's name was.

Ning Wan's red lips opened lightly, and he spit out a word, "Yan." ”

The ancients had a saying, and those who are beautiful are also between their eyebrows.

Yan is between the eyebrows, the so-called Que of the medical scripture, the so-called Shangdantian of the Taoist book, and the so-called Zhongzheng Yintang of the Xiangshu.