The small courtyard rented by Du Mian is also in Suxi Fang, which is a quiet and quiet second-entry house in the middle of the noise.

Qin Liuxi was led to the bedroom by his personal servant Vasong, Du Mian half leaned on the bed, propped up the bed and straightened up, and said: "Du is rude, I can't come to welcome the young master in person." ”

"The monks don't talk about those false things." Qin Liuxi saw that the room was a little dull, so he asked Vasson to open the window and said, "You are full of external injuries, you don't have to be like a pregnant woman in confinement, the window is tightly covered and can't blow the wind." Not to mention, you are still tightly dressed, so stuffy, do you want to make some maggots from the wounds on your body to add to the meal? ”

Du Mian: "......"

I didn't think there was anything, but when I heard her say this, I felt that the wound that was originally painful and festering was itching.

Qin Liuxi said to Vasson: "Go and let people prepare more hot water, clean and breathable white cotton cloth, some spirits, and then let the kitchen chop a piece of lean pork and stew a clear soup, you don't need to put any medicinal herbs......"

She said everything she wanted.

Vashon wrote it down, and when he went to the door, he summoned someone to give orders.

Qin Liuxi picked up Du Mian's hand and began to support the pulse, while Teng Zhao put the prepared utensils in a small row.

Du Mian looked over, and the row of knives, scissors, and hooks that emitted a cold light stiffened, and his muscles were tense.

"Scared?" Qin Liuxi raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and said, "What's the matter, he is also a powerful person who has suffered more than thirty sword wounds, and he is also afraid when he sees these small knives?" ”

Du Mian smiled bitterly: "It's because I thought that they would re-open the skin and flesh of my wounds, and I felt palpitations when I faced them so directly." ”

"Don't worry, you won't be asked to look at each other." Qin Liuxi helped the pulse, opened a scripture prescription, and said: "Go to the small couch in front of the window, take off the upper body clothes, I will give you a needle first, so that the meridians can be dredged and the ventilation is smooth." ”

Each has its own job.

took off his clothes and lay on the couch, leaving only a pair of half-cut underwear, which exposed all the hideous and terrifying wounds on Du Mian's body, making people gasp.

To survive such a serious injury, how much perseverance and desire to survive must be.

Qin Liuxi's fingertips pinched the silver needle, took the acupoint, and quickly pierced it, but in an instant, several key acupoints on Du Mian's body had already been pierced with needles.

asked Teng Zhao to light a heart incense on the side.

That incense, I don't know what it's made of, is different from ordinary spices, it smells calm, peaceful and worry-free.

Du Mian felt a warm current wandering on his body, and he had never felt more comfortable since he was injured.

"You live by the water, the cold on your body is a bit heavy, and it is not conducive to wound healing." Qin Liuxi looked at Du Mian and said, "I'll give you an acupuncture, it will help the blocked qi to clear the veins, and some of the cold can be removed, but to completely drive away the cold, you will have to perform a few more needles after today." ”

"I'm sorry for you." Du Mian was a little drowsy.

Vassoon was so excited, this young man is too godly, and he can find out.

After leaving the needle for a quarter of an hour, Qin Liuxi picked up the needle and looked at Teng Zhao: "Give him the sleeping saint to drink." ”

Teng Zhao nodded, took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, took the cup and poured a little into it, then hydrated it and sent it to Du Mian's mouth.

"What is this?"

"Good stuff, drink it."

Du Mian drank the water with his hand, it was bitter and astringent, what a good thing.

Boom.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep in his bed.

Vashon was taken aback: "Shaoguan Lord, this ......"

"It's okay, I'll go to work after I fall asleep." The expression on Qin Liuxi's face did not change: "He will be grateful to me." ”

She stepped aside and cleaned her hands carefully, while Teng Zhao put the knives and other materials into a large porcelain plate and soaked them in spirits to disinfect them, and then wiped them dry with a cotton cloth one by one and put them away.

Qin Liuxi covered half of his face with a triangular cloth towel, and the first thing he dealt with was the big wound in the abdomen, where the wound was rolled and the flesh festered, because the medicine made the wound even more hideous, and the pus and blood were shocking.

She took a sharp knife and gently slashed through the wound that had already been implicated.

Poof.

The pus and blood were cut, and a few drops splashed on the cloth around her mouth and nose, but two fell on her forehead.

Vashon subconsciously looked at his sleeping master, who was as if he were dead, unconscious at all.

He hurriedly looked at his chest, and saw that his master's chest rose and fell slightly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Still alive.

Vazon wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and then looked at Qin Liuxi's movements, cut the wound, the knife removed the carrion, and if he couldn't scrape it with a knife for a while, he used scissors to cut it, and the hook hooked the wound open, cleaning up the carrion little by little, all the way to the bottom of the wound, as if digging a bloody hole.

Vashon shuddered.

The master really wants to be grateful to her, if she looks at it like this, let alone feel the pain, just looking at this picture, how much psychological pressure she has to bear.

Qin Liuxi had no distractions, focused on the movements in his hands, and did not speak, except for handing over clean cotton cloth and medicine.

This removal of carrion is not arbitrary, if the wound is deep, you must pay attention to avoid blood vessels, otherwise this cut will make a big bleeding and the calf will be finished, so you can't be negligent.

The pus and blood were cleaned up little by little, the festering carrion was scraped off and fell into a small porcelain bowl, and the soaked cotton cloth was thrown into the basin one after another.

Clearing, rinsing, medicating, sewing the wound, a series of actions in an orderly manner.

After a wound was treated, a layer of sweat had oozed out of Qin Liuxi's forehead, and Teng Zhao was responsible for wiping her sweat with a clean cotton cloth.

Vashon acted as a subordinate on the side, watching the tacit understanding between the master and apprentice, and then looking at the master who didn't know what was going on, he sighed lightly in his heart.

Or you're most at home!

There are a lot of wounds on Du Mian's body, and if you count the ones that need to be re-opened, there are six, and the most serious is Zuo Guancun's side, which is also the longest to deal with, because the tendons are broken.

And the stitching in this place is far more delicate and careful than the others.

Vashon wanted to ask, can I still sew it up if my tendon is broken, and I can get better after that?

Teng Zhao looked over, raised his index finger to his lips, and sighed.

Vasson kept his mouth shut, not daring to disturb.

After treating the wound for a long time, and adding stitches, it took a lot of effort to make Qin Liuxi's face pale, and he could only pinch the hand with the needle, and he didn't move like a mountain.

Teng Zhao pursed his lips, his eyes full of adoration.

Vashon was the same, his eyes full of respect and shock.

The mountains look up.

This is not to be worthy of the Lord.

Qin Liuxi finished treating the last wound, straightened his waist, staggered slightly, and was supported by Teng Zhao.

"It's okay, let's put the finishing touches on it." Qin Liuxi hooked his lips at him.

Teng Zhao cleaned up the blood stains as she instructed, and then applied the last medicine and bandaged it with gauze.

Qin Liuxi personally applied the medicine for the tendon and bone connection at the knife wound at Zuoguancun, fixed it with two thin splints, and then took the needle again and pricked a few acupuncture points to make the blood and qi circulate.

"Alright." She stood up straight, looked at Du Mian, who was colorless due to excessive blood loss, and let out a long breath.

This work takes energy and energy, and the other party has to donate half of the Medicine King Palace.