The size of this glass jar was almost one circle smaller than Su Qingluan's own fist, just enough for the entire acupuncture needle to be inserted diagonally into it and completely submerged in the water.

Moreover, in addition to the part of the needle for acupuncture, there is also a part of the "handle", even if this part is not fully disinfected due to water vapor evaporation and first contact with the air, it does not matter, it can barely make the front end of these acupuncture needles be fully boiled and sanitized at high temperature.

What's more, water vapor will sanitize better than boiling, after all, it has exceeded 100 degrees Celsius.

Mu Xingzhi watched Su Qingluan heat up the water in the glass cup until it was gurgling and bubbling, but he still didn't stop, until the water was only the last shallow layer, and then he folded it into four layers with the cotton handkerchief he carried with him, and carefully took the glass cup off the candlestick.

Because this glass cup has a certain thickness, it takes a certain amount of time for the interior to heat up when it is heated, and similarly, if the external flame is removed, it will take a certain amount of time to cool down. In a sense, Su Qingluan completely used this glass cup as a crucible.

So using the residual temperature, Su Qingluan watched as the water inside gradually evaporated rapidly under the action of high temperature, but the needles of acupuncture were not oxidized. Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief: it seems that the temperature of the boiling water is indeed not enough for the iron components in the needle to oxidize into black iron oxide.

Actually, she wasn't quite sure, but now, she won the bet.

Su Qingluan carefully picked up a needle with chopsticks and sent it to Mu Xingzhi's eyes: "Well, this way there is no blackening, and it can be used normally." ”

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan: "You are very sure that this is feasible." "You know you can do the same thing on a fire, and you know that the needle won't turn black." ”

Su Qingluan's brain was blank for a moment, and he was about to think of some excuse to quibble, who knew that Mu Xingzhi had already begun to give Su Xueyan an injection when he turned around.

Su Qingluan didn't care about revealing her stuffing or not revealing her stuffing, and she didn't have any excuses, all her attention fell on her sister.

I saw Mu Xingzhi push the sleeves of the little girl's clothes up - fortunately, the ancient clothes, even if they were children's clothes, even if they were not wide robes and big sleeves, they were easy to push up, without Su Qingluan's help, and there was no need to untie the clothes, which avoided a lot of embarrassment.

Next, Mu Xingzhi's shot was like electricity, and between Su Qingluan's few breaths, Mu Xingzhi pricked several stitches on the two little arms of the snow goose like lotus roots.

Su Qingluan didn't have much research on traditional Chinese medicine, and he didn't know anything about acupuncture points, so he could only look at the atmosphere at this time and didn't dare to take a breath, and he didn't dare to ask a word if he had any questions, for fear that he would make any noise, which would make Mu Xingzhi startled and cause the needle prick to be deviated, and let his sister suffer more in vain.

But it's also magical, the acupuncture needles look longer than the ordinary embroidery needles for sewing clothes—although they're also thinner—but they pierce into Su Xueyan's delicate skin one by one, and Su Qingluan didn't see bleeding, nor did she see her sleeping sister waking up in pain or struggling subconsciously.

After a while, Su Xueyan's two arms seemed to have turned into a human sewing kit, Su Qingluan looked at her sister whose arms were exposed to the air, and said with some concern: "Will she get cold like this?" And by chance, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the door at this time, which made the window lattices and door panels rattle.

Although the door of this hall is closed, it is very empty because the area is too large and there is no screen to block it. Even when the door was closed and the wind was raging outside, Su Qingluan felt a faint wind surging towards the place where she was, freezing so much that she shivered.

So she hurriedly took off the big hat on her body and wanted to cover her sister with some, but Mu Xingzhi waved his hand to stop her: "Don't get in the way, she won't get cold." ”

The long-term experience of seeing a doctor has made Su Qingluan have a conditioned reflex that is basically engraved in his bones for the three words "follow the doctor's instructions", and Mu Xingzhi is currently a very powerful doctor in Su Qingluan's eyes - at least my sister saw that her breathing stabilized, although she was still asleep, but she was no longer as restless as she was at home.

So Su Qingluan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Mu Xingzhi's saying that she would not let her cover her sister with clothes, to say something inappropriate, for the current Su Qingluan, as long as it can be beneficial to her sister's condition, Mu Xingzhi asked her to go east, and he did not dare to go west; Mu Xingzhi asked her to catch geese, but she didn't dare to catch chickens; Mu Xingzhi let her go to the sky, she didn't dare to go to the ground.

In short, there is no need to think, in the field that you are not familiar with, the doctor is the biggest, and what the doctor says is - unless there is an obvious problem.

Su Qingluan looked at her sleeping sister with good eyes, and said in her heart that this little girl had suffered a lot of crimes, and when she got better, she must make a table of delicious food for her!

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan suddenly thought that he still owed Yun Niang and the person in front of him a table of "thank you banquet".

Su Qingluan was a little weak-hearted: judging from the current situation, it seems that this "thank you banquet" is going to be postponed again......

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan glanced at Mu Xingzhi's side face: Does she want to pay the bill? But together with this time, this person has really helped himself many times, although he said that he has more debts and is not worried, but he can't just go bankrupt with credit, right?

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan wondered if there was any other way to express his gratitude to Mu Xingzhi.

However, Su Xueyan was not completely thorough, and Su Qingluan couldn't calm down when she thought about it, so she could only sneak a glance at Mu Xingzhi with her afterglow even more weakly.

Under this look, Su Qingluan felt that something was wrong—maybe it was because the light in this hall was dim, which was very different from the daytime, maybe it was because she rarely looked at Mu Xingzhi's face from the angle behind the side, in short, Su Qingluan found that the contours of the man's facial features at this time seemed to be different from what she remembered.

After all, Su Qingluan has a certain art foundation, and she is more sensitive to the changes in lines and light and shadow, she noticed that although Mu Xingzhi's appearance looks roughly the same as before, but for some reason, there are subtle differences - it seems that the outline of the facial features is clearer, the lines are more delicate and graceful, and the whole face shape is more harmonious and natural......

All in all, although there is no big difference in appearance, it seems that the appearance is more handsome than the previous "ordinary with a little delicate and handsome...... So a little bit?

Su Qingluan wasn't sure, after all, the light was really a little dim.

But just as she wanted to take a closer look at the other party, she raised her eyes and crashed into a pair of eyes as dark as a deep pool, and the man who was originally leaning over to look at Su Xueyan looked at Su Qingluan at some point, and asked with an unpredictable expression: "What is Qingluan looking at?" ”