"Senior, come and wipe the wound." Feng Jiu said without raising his head.

"Uh-oh."

The old man came back to his senses, looked at the long wound, his heart twitched, he could only step forward to give her a hand, whenever there was blood gushing out, he used tweezers to wipe the blood with a clean cloth, so that the vision of the treatment was clearer.

The few people next to him were nervous, and sweat was oozing from their foreheads, but Feng Jiu looked indifferent and behaved calmly. She wore a mask and went under the knife very carefully, and when she found the location of the fragments in the wound, she took out the fragments little by little.

When they saw the pieces taken out, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. I can't see that this kid still has some real skills.

After about an hour or so, after removing the carrion, Feng Jiu put the knife aside, took out the needle and thread from the space to stitch up the wound.

"What are you doing with this needle and thread?" The gray-clothed old man on the side couldn't help but ask, and his brows furrowed.

"Stitch up the wound!" She took it for granted, but she shocked the few people next to her.

"What? Stitch the wound? ”

As soon as these words fell, they saw that she had already sewn up the wound with a needle and thread, and several people were shocked to see him sew the skin and flesh together like clothes.

This, how can this be?

"Okay, the stitches will be removed the day after tomorrow, and the treatment of the wound will be done, but ......" She looked at the few people who were stunned on the side, and smiled.

"But what?" Several people involuntarily followed his words and asked.

"However, you haven't helped him solve the poison in his body, and besides, the wound has been treated, but tonight there can be a fever, this fever can be big or small, if you can't survive it, it's in vain."

Hearing this, several people looked at each other, and finally, it was the old doctor who asked, "What tricks does that little brother have?" ”

After seeing his methods, he admired this young and gentle boy in his heart, you know, even if he can't sew needles on the skin and flesh without changing his face, he is calm and free, this kind of heart, this kind of cultivation, is extraordinary.

"I have medicine, do you want to buy it?"

She smiled and narrowed her eyes: "After taking my medicine, the poison on his body will be clean in two hours, and after taking my medicine, he will definitely have no problem even if he has a fever tonight." ”

Seeing the disapproving look of the old man in gray, she smiled and said, "My medicine is different from yours, and there is still no medicine outside, you have to think clearly, if you miss me, it will not be useless to find me." ”

"What medicine is so powerful? How much? Bought! ”

The old man in gray said, thinking that this poor sour boy's things are not worth a few dollars, and after getting it, let people check it to make sure that there is no problem and there is an effect, then you can give it to the young master.

As soon as he heard this, Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed: "One bottle of antidote and one bottle of recovery liquid, two bottles will give you a discount, and you will be charged 500,000 gold coins." ”

"What! 500,000 gold coins? The old man glared at him a little disgracedly: "You are not wrong?" ”

"How can it be wrong? This is something I have refined myself, but my medical skills are not enough to prove that my potion is very effective? Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

The old doctor on the side listened and pondered slightly. He glanced at Feng Jiu, and then at the unconscious young master, and then said to the gray-clothed old man: "Buy it, let the young master try it." ”