King's Landing moved his gaze to look at Mu Qingyan's side face, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and sweat soaked the hair on her forehead, slowly flowing down her thin cheeks to her pointed chin......

With Mu Qingyan's current physique, it is really a very difficult task to do a long and difficult operation, and at this moment, it is not difficult to see that she is very struggling.

“...... Hmmm......"

An Yi woke up in pain during the operation, his eyes were a little chaotic with a hint of clarity, and he let out a low cry of pain.

"Don't move, otherwise it will be difficult for the Da Luo Immortal to save you. Mu Qingyan endured the beads of sweat on her eyes, her eyes blinked, and the movements of her hands were faster.

Damn, there's no anesthetic, so this kind of surgery can't be a little bad!

If the lying victim moves, the consequences of the operation are unimaginable......

"Don't worry, comfort, your master is here. Naturally, she knew that Mu Qingyan needed it now, so she took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped her sweat personally.

His words were as good as anesthetic, and An Yi seemed to understand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Mu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, but she quickly recovered, and she didn't raise her gaze, "Thank you!"

King's Landing didn't say a word, but his eyes were fixed on the one in a hundred miles of great dedication, and there seemed to be a kind of anger in the dark beads.

"Boil all these needles in boiling water for a quarter of an hour. "The wound is so complicated that the gut in my hand has been used up.

Under such conditions, she can only use the oldest disinfection method.

"Okay!" said that he personally listened to his orders and did not pretend to others.

"Am I dreaming...... Zhang Heng couldn't believe the authenticity of this picture, and he picked a generation of medicine king Gu heirs to grab the job of a small house.

Time wore away bit by bit, and the blood that flowed out of the wounds exposed to the air slowly turned a normal bright red, and the rotten muscles were removed with the time of minute by minute.

This kind of pain is undoubtedly intense, even if he falls into a coma again, he can feel like Ling Chi's cone, and his expression is indescribably distorted.

King's Landing's eyes were always on Mu Qingyan's face, looking at the tired look on her face, and the slowly disappearing blood, the whole person seemed to be shaking.

In the air, only the sound of sharp blades cutting against raw flesh was heard, the comfortable pale gasp, the bloody wound on his arm, and Mu Qingyan, who had a flat expression on the embroidery needle through the raw meat, these were intertwined to make people's scalp tingle.

King's Landing's eyes stared at Mu Qingyan without blinking, his gaze was very calm, watching her slowly and meticulously stitch up the wound on Comfort's arm.

When the embroidery needle passes through the raw meat and skin, the sound is so clear that it hurts in the eardrums.

"Quick, press him quickly!" Mu Qingyan's voice suddenly sounded with good signs.

Suddenly, the comatose An Yi's expression was very distorted, as if it was too painful, and his body was about to move.

Baili pressed An Yi's upper body, knowing in his heart that An Yi was in too much pain, instinctively reflexively twitched, was shocked, and shouted: "Zhang Heng quickly press his legs." ”

Mu Qingyan didn't care about the rain-like sweat flowing into her eyes, her whole person's nerves were tense, and the speed of her concentration was so fast that she couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye.

Zhang Heng looked at An Yi's tightly closed eyes, raised his head and distorted his expression, and seemed to feel such a sharp pain.

"Okay......" I don't know how long it took, Mu Qingyan collapsed on the ground and said weakly.

She lay on the ground like this, her eyes closed, and she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers......