Because Nalan Xin was under anesthetic, her whole body was paralyzed and unable to move, and the maidservants quickly helped her clean up the wound on her little arm, stopped the bleeding first, wrapped it in gauze, and waited for further treatment from the divine doctor.

After a while, the divine doctor was led into the stone chamber.

When the divine doctor saw that the person he wanted to heal was still Nalan Xin, he couldn't stop shaking his head, who called him an unlucky ghost, and ran into Nalan Xin, a tricky patient.

The divine doctor slowly untied the gauze wrapped around Nalan Xin's right little arm, and when he saw it, her original wound had broken again, and it was very serious. With the naked eye, the wound is deep enough to see the bones.

The divine doctor looked at the pale, young girl in front of him, and said, "Little girl, don't toss yourself like this again. If you hadn't met me today, your arm would have been scrapped. You have an anesthetic in your body, and while the power of the medicine is still declining, I will give you the medicine and stitch up your wound with a needle, so that it will get better quickly. Remember, you must remember not to cause the injury on your arm to break again, otherwise Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save your arm. ”

As for anything the divine doctor said, Nalan Xin didn't listen to a word, her eyes straightened, and she stared blankly against the ceiling of the stone room.

The divine doctor took out a needle, roasted it on the fire, disinfected it, and then used it to sew the wound on Nalan Xin's right little arm.

In order to keep Nalan Xin's arm as little as possible from leaving an unsightly scar, the divine doctor slowly stitched the needle slowly using the ancestral technique of three layers of stitches, and it took him an hour to sew up Nalan Xin's wound.

After the wound was sewn, the divine doctor's head was already sweating profusely, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said, "You little girl, for you, I spent a lot of energy to save you, and my life expectancy has been reduced by you for several years." Do you know that if I couldn't save you at the beginning, the sect would let me bury you with you. Fortunately, the old man is a skilled doctor, and he should not die. I really can't figure it out, you are so young, you don't care about your life. ”

"Who doesn't cherish my life, but I must not become a bargaining chip for the Sect Master of the Phaseless God Sect to threaten my father and the Lord of the Eldest Sun Country." Nalan Xin finally spoke.

"Little girl, I don't care about the grievances and grievances between you, old man. My duty is to heal and save people, and in my eyes there is no distinction between good and bad people, only patients. You just listen to the old man's advice, don't toss anymore, don't hurt yourself again. ”

After the divine doctor said this, he went to the stone table, took out a pen and paper, wrote down a few prescriptions, and then instructed the maid to pour the ginseng soup made of thousand-year-old ginseng into Nalan Xin's stomach without a drop.

Most of the thousand-year-old ginseng had been used up in order to save Nalan Xin, and there was not much left.

If it's wasted, it's a terrible thing.

Precious medicinal materials are treasures in the eyes of healers, even more important than their lives, and they must be used to the fullest.

In the following days, Nalan Xin was forcibly poured into thousand-year-old ginseng soup, various decoctions, and various liquid foods, and was forced to take medicine and replace with new gauze.

Nalan Xin was like a doll, forced to do anything, and she had no power to resist.

A month later, Nalan Xin's health also improved.

Today's lunch was also brought in, and the maidservant said, "Miss Nalan, do you want to eat it yourself or will we force-feed you?" ”

Nalan Xin looked at the maidservant with wooden eyes, her lips slightly opened, but she swallowed the words again.

The maidservant looked at Nalan Xin and said silently, "In that case, I will call someone to feed you." Ahem, it's going to be another toss later, when will this be a head? ”

When the maidservant was about to turn around, Nalan Xin spoke: "Mo Ning, who took care of me at the beginning, no, where is your Mo Commander?" Why haven't I seen her lately? ”

Mo Ning is a disciple of the left envoy, and her status in the Wuxiang God Sect is extraordinary, but she is also kind, and she treats the sisters in the Wuxiang God Sect, regardless of her status, she takes care of them very much.

Therefore, as soon as Mo Ning was mentioned, the maid made her debut in a fit of rage: "Last time, in order to escape, you injured Commander Mo. For the past month, Commander Mo has been in retreat to heal his wounds. Don't look at you sick, and you have no internal strength, I didn't expect to have such ability. ”

Nalan Xin trembled slightly, she didn't think that she really hurt Mo Ning by beating herself, indeed the swordsmanship in the album was amazing, Nalan Xin finally understood why her father made her swear that she couldn't use the martial arts in the album, and if she wasn't careful, she would accidentally hurt someone's life.

Nalan Xin lowered his head and said, "Say sorry to Commander Mo on my behalf, this... Rice... I eat it myself. ”

"Even if you have a little conscience, it is not in vain that Commander Mo took care of you a few days ago. As for the food box, I'll collect it when I deliver dinner, so you can eat it yourself! ”

"Thank you!"

The maidservant wondered in her heart: What happened to Nalan Xin today? It's different from the usual performance.,It's like a different person.,But for a while, I can't say why.。 Perhaps, after being locked up for a long time, there is no hope, there is no hope, and the heart has changed and become obedient.

After the maidservant left, Nalan Xin slowly got up from the bed and staggered towards the stone table.

But I don't know if she had been lying on the bed for too long or if she had no strength in her body, her legs were weak and she collapsed to the ground, but Nalan Xin got up again and walked to the stone chair with difficulty and sat down.

For lunch, it was still gruel, so thin that the naked eye could barely see the grains of rice, but there was a plate of mashed fish and a plate of greens that were so finely cut that they were as thin as a hair.

Because a few days ago, Nalan Xin was going to be force-fed, so the meals she used would be specially processed and treated like feeding a baby.

Nalan Xin picked up a pair of chopsticks, but the chopsticks slipped out of her hand, she was startled, and tried several times, still the same situation.

My hands, my hands, how?

What's going on?

Nalan Xin put the chopsticks on his right hand with his left hand, but his right hand still couldn't hold the chopsticks.

She hurriedly pressed her left hand and held the chopsticks with her right hand, but her right hand seemed to be constantly calling, and she couldn't hold it, and she was trembling slightly.

After some tossing, the chopsticks still slipped on the table, and Nalan Xin cried bitterly, but in order not to attract the attention of the guards outside the stone gate, Nalan Xin cried very quietly, and she covered her mouth with her left hand.

Nalan Xin's right hand was also gone, so she couldn't even use the martial arts in the album anymore, and even her last thought of escaping was ruthlessly cut off.

Oh my God!

Why is that?

Why?

Why do this to me?

Nalan Xin looked at the chopsticks on the table, her eyes revealing a fierce gaze.