The surroundings were very quiet, with no movement at all, but Ling'er felt that Qingfengxia was coming.
Linger quickly walked to the door and opened it. Ling'er exclaimed as a cold murderous aura came towards him. Qingfeng Xia didn't know when he had put the sword on her neck.
Seeing clearly who the other party was, Qingfengxia hurriedly withdrew his sword and asked anxiously, "Miss, are you okay?"
Ling'er was shocked and gasped, "It's okay, it's too much for you to take action." "Almost"
Qingfeng Xia looked into the consulting room and saw that there was no one else here except Ling'er, so he already guessed the whole story. He sighed secretly and said, "If nothing is wrong, girl, I'll go first."
"Don't go." Seeing him turning around and about to leave, Ling'er hurriedly stretched out her left hand to hold the corner of his clothes and apologized, "Don't be angry, I asked Brother Qi Dian for help."
Qingfengxia stopped helplessly and said calmly, "If you want to see me, you can just leave a note." He really He was very tired, and the wound hurt so much that he hadn't had a good rest in the past two days.
"I have no choice but to worry about you not wanting to see me." Ling'er said innocently, "I really have something urgent to come to see you for."
"What's the emergency?" Qingfengxia replied asked the head.
"I didn't treat your wound well at that time, let me help you treat it again," Ling'er requested.
"No need, I will see the doctor myself. Please let go, girl," Qingfengxia said and glanced at the corner of his clothes.
Linger grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and refused to let go.
Qingfengxia had no choice but to reach out and pull Ling'er's left hand away.
At this moment, Ling'er stretched out his right hand to cover Qingfengxia's right hand, and inserted a very thin needle into Qingfengxia's wrist.
How did "you" Qingfeng Xia know that Ling'er would drug him again? He tried his best to stop the spread of the poison, but Ling'er could accurately insert the needle into the blood vessel every time, and a lot of poison has spread.
A strong feeling of fainting hit him. Qingfengxia swayed and could only stand with Ling'er's support.
"This drug has no side effects. You can rest for a while," Ling'er said, helping Qingfeng Xia to the bed and trying to get him to lie down.
Qingfengxia refused to lie down, so Ling'er had to let him sit up against the bedpost.
Ling'er quickly took out the tools she had prepared and placed them on the low cabinet next to the bed.
Qingfeng Xia endured waves of dizziness, looked at the various knives, and asked weakly, "What are you doing?"
Ling'er was surprised by him Due to his tolerance for drugs, he didn't expect him to be able to stay awake at this moment. Ling'er said, "When you pulled out the arrow, you didn't pull it out completely. There was still part of it in your body. I'll help you take out the remaining part."
"How do girls know this?" Qingfengxia asked curiously ask.
Ling'er glanced at him and said evasively, "Your body is getting hot."
"I have been practicing Pure Yang Internal Skills since I was a child. As long as I exercise my skills, my body will heat up. Qingfengxia chuckled.
Linger’s hand movementsAfter a pause, he then said, "Please don't question my medical skills. You can tell by looking at the wound." After saying that, Ling'er came over and unbuttoned Qingfeng Xia's shirt.
Qingfengxia said in surprise, "Do it yourself." Then, under the urging of Ling'er's eyes, Qingfengxia reluctantly unbuttoned part of his shirt with one hand, only revealing the injury. left shoulder.
The scarlet on the white bandage made Ling'er feel heartbroken, and her hands shaking slightly when untying the bandage.
The wound on the front was very hideous, somewhat red and swollen. Although it was not torn apart, it showed no signs of healing.
Ling'er took the candle and illuminated the wound on Qingfengxia's back. The wound healed even worse, the redness and swelling became more severe, and blood mixed with yellow pus could still be vaguely seen oozing out. The situation was worse than Ling'er imagined
Qingfengxia smiled softly and said, "Why are you so scared?"
Ling'er ignored him and said, "The wound is not there yet." To heal, try to take out the residue directly."
"Isn't it easier to cut it directly?" Qingfengxia said calmly, as if he was not talking about his own wound.
"You" Ling'er is angry with him for not caring about his body.
"If the girl can't do it, I can do it myself." Qingfengxia said, leaning his head on the bedpost and closing his eyes.
"I am a doctor, how can I not take action?" Ling'er said unconvinced, but when she thought that he was the one to be treated, Ling'er was really afraid that she would be reluctant to take action.
Ling'er wetted the handkerchief and wiped his wound.
After wiping the wound, Linger held a long needle in his left hand and tweezers in his right hand, ready to remove the residue. But Ling'er changed many different angles, but couldn't find the place to start. She had obviously done this action countless times in her mind, but she still couldn't bear to do it.
After being delayed like this for a long time, the person who Ling'er thought was already asleep closed his eyes and said, "It's easier to do it yourself."
"No, no need. I can do it even with a knife," Ling'er said to him, more like saying to herself. After calming down, Ling'er found the most convenient angle to open the wound and look for foreign objects.
Once she got serious, Ling'er would forget everything else. With Qingfengxia's motionless cooperation, she searched all over the wound and pinched out all the foreign objects.
When Ling'er finished doing this, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten that he would hurt her, and he had not done it lightly or seriously.
Linger turned to look at Qingfengxia. I saw him lowering his head, frowning and enduring the pain silently. Ling'er was shocked. He was so hurt that he didn't say a word
"Did I hurt you just now?" Ling'er asked him.
Qingfengxia turned to look at her, shook his head, and said softly, "Much better than before. Thank you, girl." His voice was much weaker than before.
Ling'er was so distressed that her tears kept falling. She secretly wiped away her tears and bandaged Qingfengxia's wounds. Then, Ling'er took out the small piece of wood and collected itThe gaps in the broken arrows were compared and they matched perfectly, so I felt relieved.
"What is that?" Qingfengxia asked, "What are you doing keeping that?" After saying that, he stood up and tried to snatch the broken arrow.
Ling'er hurriedly hid the broken arrow behind her.
Unexpectedly, Qingfengxia couldn't even stand firmly. He just took a step and was about to fall to the side. Fortunately, there was a cabinet next to him, so he didn't fall.
Ling'er quickly put the broken arrow into the small bag and went to help him. Only then did he remember that Qingfengxia was still under the spell of his own drug.
Ling'er helped him sit back on the bed, took out a bottle of antidote from the small bag, poured one pill and handed it to him, saying, "This is the antidote, take it quickly"
Qingfengxia looked at the antidote but did not take it.
Ling'er understood his concerns, put the pills into his hand, and said, "You can take it after I go out."
Then, Ling'er walked out and walked to the door. When she was away, she turned back again, took the candle before leaving the consulting room, and closed the door behind her.
The room suddenly became dark.
Qingfengxia held the pill in his hand and was moved.
Ling'er waited outside the door for a while before knocking on the door and going in. She was disappointed to find that Qingfeng Xia had quietly left through the side window.