The Favored Medical Princess

Qian Moyang nodded weakly, only to feel a silver light flashing in the corner of his eyes, there are already more than ten silver needles on his arm...

Her speed was so fast that Qian Moyang could barely see how she gave the needle.

Then, something even more incredible happened!Since he was injured, the piercing pain that tortured him every night suddenly subsided, and his frown that had been tightly furrowed unconsciously loosened.

He tried to speak, but no sound came out.After one doctor after another sentenced his arm to death, for the first time, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart, thinking that the young girl in front of him might be able to save his arm!Maybe I can pick up the throwing knife with my right hand again!

"Thrush!" Nangong Yue stretched out her right hand to Thrush, and Thrush comprehendedly handed the red-hot spatula to Nangong Yue.

"Young Master Qian, I'm going to scrape off the rotten flesh for you now. I suggest you turn your head and look away." After speaking, Nangong Yue didn't wait for his answer, and went straight to the knife...

She carefully scraped off the carrion and pus in the wound bit by bit, and washed the flesh and blood on the wound with clean water from time to time... Each of her cuts fell extremely fast, but extremely steady, without hesitation, resolute and calm, as if she It is not to deal with living flesh and blood, but to carve a piece of fine jade.

Pots of clean water were brought into the room, and crimson bloody water was brought out one after another...

Except for Baihui, the other maidservants turned their faces away, afraid to look any more.

Zhou Dacheng always thought that he had been through the battlefield for a long time, and there was nothing to change his color, but at this moment, his intestines and stomach wriggled, and his throat began to become acidic... Oops!He's going to throw up!

His face changed drastically and he ran out. After a while, the sound of him vomiting continuously came from outside the door.

But these voices didn't seem to reach Nangong Yue's ears at all, and she continued to slash the knife with concentration, as if even if there was a knife on her neck at this time, it couldn't move her in the slightest.

Lao Cheng didn't even look at Zhou Dacheng, but looked at Nangong Yue thoughtfully, and was amazed in his heart: I didn't expect that this little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and her medical skills seemed to have reached perfection!

He silently looked at Xiao Yi again, Xiao Yi watched Nangong Yue's every move from the sidelines, there was no trace of doubt in his eyes, and there was even a trace of... pampering?Could it be that……

He looked back and forth between Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi, and a certain idea couldn't help appearing in his heart.

Nangong Yue finally put away the knife and put the knife on the small table beside her. Baihui wiped the thin sweat from her forehead.

Nangong Yue took out another piece of translucent gut, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but tickle.This wound suturing technique was passed down by her grandfather. Since she was reborn, out of caution, she has prepared a lot of first aid items, including this catgut.Didn't expect it to come in handy today.

She deftly threaded the gut thread into the embroidery needle, and then said to Xiao Qian: "Mr. Qian, now I will take over the tendon for you."

Qian Moyang didn't take his gaze away from the beginning to the end. Even if the rotten flesh on his arm was cut off piece by piece, he didn't feel the slightest pain. He opened his eyes and watched, he wanted to see the little girl in front of him with his own eyes. How to change your own destiny!

Nangong Yue didn't expect Qian Moyang to answer at all, and focused on the needle.

After another stick of incense, Nangong Yue withdrew her hand and let Baihui wipe the sweat off her forehead, and said, "Mr. Qian, your tendons are connected, and I will sew up the wound for you."

The speed of suturing the wound was much faster, but after a cup of tea, she had already sewed a flesh-colored "centipede" out of the wound, and then she put away the silver needles around the wound.