"If you think the maid's life is cheap today, then you will be the one who will be cheap tomorrow."

Mrs. Yang not only thinks that these men are cheap, but he also feels that they are also very *** in their bones.

"What the hell do you mean? Are we in the same dynasty as your husband? Where do you put your husband's face when you say that?"

Lord Lin was so angry that his cheeks bulged like a toad.

Mrs. Yang was unmoved and helped the bead flower on her sideburns, and opened her mouth casually, with a bit of innocence in her tone, "Does Lord Lin want to use my husband to suppress me?" You're miscalculated. Because in our family, I have the right to say, and if my husband wants to teach me a lesson, he has to weigh how many pounds and taels he weighs."

"You woman......" Lord Lin gritted his teeth secretly, but he really had nothing to say.

"Lord Lin, I poked you in the sore spot, so you are angry, right? But what's wrong with what I'm saying? The Valley of the God of Medicine, after all, is Xiliang. And how Xiliang has a relationship with us, I don't need to go into more detail with you. And you have said all the good things about the Medicine God Valley everywhere, and you don't necessarily have the closed disciples of the Medicine God Valley offering to save your lives? Isn't there no way to cure your illness?"

Mrs. Yang always spoke softly, but she was always able to poke their hearts.

Isn't the reason why several of them slandered Nan Luotian because Nan Luotian no longer promised to cure their diseases?

And Nanluotian can't go this way, but they have thought about the road of the Medicine God Valley.

But what the result is, you don't have to think about it, how could the people of the Demon God Valley agree to treat them?

After all, both of them are also for no reason.

"Mrs. Yang's mouth is indeed powerful, we big men are stupid, and we can't talk about you at all, but in terms of facts, the princess is not very kind about this. What's wrong with a few of us saying that? As the saying goes, there is no porcelain work without diamonds. Even the Medicine God Valley is not sure of doing a good job, and the princess has to rush forward. Isn't this a deliberate disgrace to our great face?"

After taking a few deep breaths, Lord Lin calmed down his mood, and his thoughts gradually converged, and he was no longer led by Mrs. Yang's nose.

"How do you know that the princess can't do it? Things haven't come to a conclusion yet, and it's not certain who will have the last laugh. Don't you think you're a joke if you make up your mind so early?" Mrs. Yang glanced at him coldly, and almost all the disgusted feelings were written on the corners of her eyebrows.

"You! Then I want to see how powerful the princess is." Lord Lin immediately sneered, "But do you think this one is already dying, can the maid really be saved?" He doesn't really think he's a god, does he?" Look at the book

The eyes of several people fell on the maid again.

The maid was covered in blood, and her eyes were gone.

Several of them are people who have seen the world, and they also know that a person who looks like this is not far from death.

Even the Medicine God Valley is sure that he can't save the person, Nan Luotian, what ability can he rejuvenate with his magic hands?

They actually knew in their hearts that Nan Luo was just trying to save face, so they would stand up.

Let's look at her slender hands, which are beautiful like a piece of warm jade.

How can such a pair of hands seem to be able to work?

If you can't even do light work, how can you do the work of curing diseases and saving people?

The maid couldn't hear what the people around her were saying clearly, but the survivor himself asked him to desperately grab the one next to him who could save him.

And the closest to him is Nan Luotian.

The maid grabbed Nan Luo's hand and said vaguely, "Please save me."

The maid is also a poor person, and originally thought that if she was sold into the general's mansion, she would have a better life in the future.

He has been diligent and trembling all his life, just trying to live.

But even such a simple request could not be satisfied.

It's better to be beaten and scolded by Su Ling'er normally.

If you're not careful, you'll lose your life.

It had nothing to do with him, but everyone blamed him.

Why is this happening?

The answer is also very simple, that is, because he is just a subordinate.

Just because he is a lowly maid.

No one will look at him squarely, and no one will feel sorry for his life.

Just like Su Ling'er said, being able to die at the hands of these people is already a gift.

Oh, do they want such a gift to them?

The maid's mind is like a marquee looking back on this life.

There was not a moment in her life in which she lived for herself.

Even if you are going to die, you have to be so insulted.

The huge desire to survive that burst out of her heart made her grab Nan Luotian's wrist to death.

"Please save me! Please!"

Nan Luo patted her hand gently, "Don't worry."

The maid looked at Nan Luotian with a blurred face, and felt that there was a faint divine light on her body.

It's just two simple words, but it makes her feel a kind of spring breeze-like comfort.

"Okay."

The maid's mood also became stable because of her words.

Nan Luotian gave her some anesthetic at this time, and then began to use his superb skills to sew up his wounds.

Wounds like his body avoided important places, but because of the excessive blood loss, he was still very prone to shock.

It can be rescued, but it is more of a test of craftsmanship.

Nan Luo's expression was extremely focused, but the movements of his hands were particularly fast.

Because if the movements of the hands are not fast, then the blood flow will be more and more, and there is no way to stop the bleeding.

Everyone's eyes were naturally staring straight at her.

They want to see what Nan Luo is doing?

Lord Lin continued to sneer and said, "Don't you think this matter is very ridiculous? Have you ever seen someone who needs to use a needle and thread to heal a person? Maybe it's because the princess has done too much needlework at home, so after coming to this place, she couldn't help it, and she started to do her old job again."

Although these people are not doctors, they also have basic common sense.

How can a wound be sewn with a needle and thread?

Could it be that the patient's body is like a cloth, which can be sewn and mended casually?

Madame Yang didn't know what the princess was doing, but he believed in her strength.

"If you can understand it casually, then this doctor will let you be the one, what do you think?"

Mrs. Yang sneered.