When Zhou Zhengyi woke up, it was a little later than usual. He lay on the bed, listening to the wind outside, which was very close, but felt far away.

From the moment he entered Xinglin Garden, Zhou Zhengyi had a trance feeling that he didn't know when and where he was today.

When he lay down on the high bed in the Taiyi Pavilion again, and heard Zhang Jinwen chanting words beside him, he suddenly remembered that this was the forbidden spell of Master Sun Shengshou.

Thinking of his master, Zhou Zhengyi's heart was relieved, and he fell asleep in a daze.

After reciting the painless mantra, Zhang Jinwen picked up a sharp knife from the tray in Zhu Qing's hand, and cut it at the wound exposed under the cloth sheet.

The flesh parted to the sides under the sharp blade, and beads of blood came out.

Zhang Jinwen tried to open the incision with one hand, and held the blade in the other hand to cut deeper at the wound again, cutting three times, and under the flesh and skin where large blood beads kept popping out, the long crooked shin was finally exposed.

At the fracture of the bone, only part of the wound is connected, and the autoproliferative muscle wraps around the section of the bone, which is red and swollen, and it is impossible to see directly.

"Senior Brother Zhuqing, it's your turn!"

Zhu Qing stepped forward according to his words, grabbed both sides of the broken bone, deeply lucky, and as soon as he used his hand hard, he heard a "click" sound, and the bone was broken into two.

Zhang Jinwen's subordinates kept going, using the tip of the knife to pluck away the hypertrophic muscles around the bones and cut through the red and swollen flesh bumps. In a comminuted fracture like this, there are not many bone fragments, but they are sporadically stuck in the muscles, and if they are not removed, even if the tibial bone is healed, it will still cause the whole leg to be completely unable to exert force.

Zhang Jinwen put the knife aside in the soju bowl, took a pair of silver chopsticks, and carefully pinched out the bone fragments one by one.

Zhou Ziyu stood three feet away, staring intently.

After countless swords and blood shadows on the battlefield, he will not feel pain and sadness, at this moment, seeing his father lying quietly on the couch, letting Jin'er cut and scratch with a knife but no response, the word "passing away" suddenly appeared in Zhou Ziyu's mind, he felt that he was really crazy, how could he have such a ridiculous idea.

The sound of Zhu Qing breaking the shin bone "click", Zhou Ziyu heard it in his ears, and the pain was in his heart, and it hurt so much that his eyes were black for a while, if it wasn't for Jin'er's advice not to make any noise when watching, he would have rushed out a long time ago.

It hurt more than his own injury.

Zhang Jinwen seemed to feel Zhou Ziyu's pain, her eyes swept over, stopped for a while, and then took it back.

Zhou Ziyu took a breath, swallowed the heart that jumped into his throat twice, and reluctantly swallowed it.

"Willow branches." Zhang Jinwen put the tibia broken in two, compared with the length of the other leg, and left a section empty in the middle, and the bone must be continued with willow branches.

Zhu Feng took out the willow branch soaked in the potion, gestured, and immediately used a knife to cut out the length required for the continuation of the bone.

Luo Huai stood beside Zhou Ziyu and was stunned. What about chicken blood? The bones need to be made with the blood of a big rooster, and there are no living creatures here, how to get them? The general's fist of his family is about to crush, and there is no squeak, so do you want to talk about this big? If you speak out now, will it be like what Zhang Xiaoniang said, and it will cause the adult's leg to be wasted for the rest of his life?

Zhu Feng was unaware of General Zhou's thoughts and servants, and calmly grabbed one of Zhou Zhengyi's fingers, raised it, and Zhang Jinwen stabbed it with the tip of the knife, and blood beads came out. Zhu Feng pinched it a few more times, smeared the blood rolling out on the section of the sharpened willow branch, and handed it to Zhang Jinwen.

Zhang Jinwen embedded the willow branch into the shin bone, and used silver chopsticks to clip a small piece of white gauze-like object in the shochu bowl, and applied it to the junction of the broken bones, which looked flat and smooth.

Luo Huai rubbed his eyes, what Little Lady Zhang was holding in her hand was obviously a willow branch, how could she put it in Lord Zhou's leg bones and turn it into a bone?

Zhang Jinwen reset the fascia, muscles, and skin layer by layer, put a layer of potion on it, and finally pinched the incision on the surface of the skin with her fingers from top to bottom, pinching it while squirming, as if she was chanting some incantation.

Finally, apply ointment to the wound, wrap a white muslin cloth, put two thick wooden boards on the outside, and wrap the cloth strips to fix it.

Zhou Ziyu's heart, with Zhang Jinyu's bandaging action, slowly returned to its original position and resumed its steady beating. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe his sweat, only to realize that his palms were full of water.

Zhufeng Zhuqing took away all the medicines with numb hands and feet, tore off the cloth sheet covering Zhou Zhengyi's body, cleaned up the blood stains and filth on the ground, and retreated lightly.

The room was quiet, there was a soft snoring, and Zhou Zhengyi was still asleep!

Zhou Ziyu glanced at his father, didn't care about Jin'er's expression, turned around and rushed out, and when Luo Huai saw it, he also rushed out.

Zhang Jinwen washed her hands in the soju basin, checked Zhou Zhengyi's pulse and breathing, and then walked out of the Taiyi Pavilion in a hurry.

Through the moon gate, you can see the courtyard of the Xinglin Pavilion, Zhou Ziyu is turning hollow and fighting one after another, Luo Huai is on the side, his eyebrows are flying and dancing incoherently with Luo Qing about what he saw with his own eyes just now.

Zhang Jinwen watched Zhou Ziyu turn over a hundred fights in one go, and estimated that the excitement was almost over, so she walked over, clapped her hands and smiled: "Brother Yu, I thought you would stop when you can't turn over and fall to the ground!" ”

Zhou Ziyu finished watching the bone continuation surgery with his heart, and he just wanted to look up to the sky and howl, and there was nowhere to vent his strength, so he could only run to the yard to somersault and fight, and now he was teased by Jin'er, and an arrow came over, and Zhang Jin's wife was raised high with both hands to turn in circles.

Zhang Jinwen was nervous, hugged Zhou Ziyu's shoulders tightly, and struggled hard: "Let me down, I won't be able to cure my leg if I faint, I still have to decoction medicine!" ”

Zhou Ziyu put down Zhang Jin's wife with great regret, with a smile on her face: "Hey, Jin'er, I don't know how to be happy!" ”

Zhang Jinwen said with a smile: "You go and help Aunt Zhang add fire to cooking." ”

Luo Qing and Luo Huai, who were pretending to look at the sky on the side, glanced at each other, and obediently returned to Xinglin Garden to stand guard for Lord Zhou.

Zhou Ziyu smiled: "In the kitchen, I can only make trouble for Aunt Zhang." Why don't I go make tea for Jin'er? ”

Zhang Jinwen sneered: "Okay, I'll make tea, Brother Yu, you play the fanqin for me, and dance the fanbang dance for me." ”

On the Shangyuan Festival, Fanbang singing and dancing moved Zhang Jin's wife, especially a piano played by a yellow-haired Fanbang man, and the heavenly rhythm deeply moved her, and she was fascinated by it, with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Ziyu jokingly teased her: "What's so difficult about this, I'll show you one day!" That piano shouldn't be difficult to learn, but it's just a zither that has been erected. ”

That's why Zhang Jinwen will come up with a joke about watching the dance and entertainment.