The small courtyard where Du Mian rented is also in Sukifang, which is a quiet and quiet second-entrance courtyard.

Qin Liuxi was led to the bedroom by his close servant Wasong. Du Mian leaned on the bed and stood up straight on the bed, saying, "Du is rude and cannot come to welcome the young master in person."

"Mencius don't talk about those false things." Qin Liuxi saw that the house was a little dull, so he asked Wasong to open the window and said, "You have external injuries on your body, and you don't have to be like a mother who is in the month of the year. The windows are covered tightly and cannot be blown away. Not only are you not ventilated, you are still dressed tightly, so stuffy, are you trying to pickle some maggots in the wound on your body for extra meals?"

Du Mian: "..."

I didn't think there was anything, but after hearing what she said, I felt that the pain and ulceration wound was itchy.

Qin Liuxi said to Wasong: "Go and let people prepare more hot water, clean and breathable white cotton cloth, some strong liquor, and then chop a piece of pork and lean meat in the kitchen to stew it with clear soup, so there is no need to add any medicinal materials..."

She said everything she wanted one by one.

Wasong wrote down, walked to the door and called someone to go on orders.

Qin Liuxi picked up Du Mian's hand and started to lift his veins, while Teng Zhao placed the prepared utensils in a small row.

Du Mian looked over and saw the row of knives, scissors and hooks emitting cold light stiffened all over and his muscles tensed.

"Are you scared?" Qin Liuxi looked up and glanced at him with a smile, saying, "Why are the powerful figures who have suffered more than thirty sword wounds? Are they afraid to see these mere knives?"

Du Mian smiled bitterly: "I thought they would cut open the flesh of my wounds and face them so directly, and then I felt palpitations."

"Don't worry, I won't let you look directly." Qin Liuxi helped me through the meridians and prescribed a meridian and said, "Go to the small couch in front of the window, take off my upper clothes. I will give you a needle first to make the meridians clear and smooth the circulation of the qi."

Each performs its duties.

He took off his clothes and lay on the couch, leaving only a half-parted pants, which exposed all the hideous wounds on Du Mian's body, making people breathe a sigh of relief.

How perseverance and desire to survive if you can live with such severe injuries?

Qin Liuxi pinched the silver needle on his fingertips, took the acupoints, and quickly pricked them. But in an instant, several key acupoints on Du Mian's body had already been laid.

Teng Zhao lit a heart incense on the side.

I don’t know what to make that incense stick. Unlike ordinary spices, it smells calm and peaceful.

Du Mian felt a warm current wandering on her body, and she had never felt comfortable since she was injured.

"You are living by the water. The cold air on your body is a bit heavy, which is even more unfavorable to the healing of the wound." Qin Liuxi looked at Du Mian and said, "I will give you an injection to help the blocked qi to open the meridians. The cold air can be removed, but to completely drive away the cold, I will have to do a few more injections in the future."

"I'm sorry, you." Du Mian felt a little drowsy.

Wasong was so excited that this young master was so amazing that he could find out.

After leaving the needle for a quarter of an hour, Qin Liuxi started the needle and looked at Teng Zhao: "Give him the Sleeping Saint Powder."

Teng Zhao nodded, took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, took a cup and poured it in a little bit, then dissolved it with water, and sent it to Du Mian's mouth.

"This is?"

"Good stuff, drink it."

Du Mian drank the water with his hands. It was bitter and astringent. What a great thing.

Dong.

He closed his eyes and slept to death in the bed.

Wasong was shocked: "Young Master, this..."

"It's okay, I'm going to fall asleep and work." Qin Liuxi's expression remained unchanged: "He will be grateful to me."

She walked aside and carefully cleaned her hands. Teng Zhao put the knives and other objects into a large porcelain plate soaked them in a strong wine and disinfected them. Then she wiped them with cotton cloth one by one. The golden sore medicine had already been taken out.

Qin Liuxi covered the triangular cloth scarf on half of his face. The first thing he treated was the major wound on the abdomen. The wound here was rolled up and the skin and flesh were ulcerated. Because the medicine made the mouth even more ferocious, and the pus and blood were shocking.

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

Puff.

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

Wasong subconsciously looked at the sleeping master, and he was like he was dead, without any sense of consciousness.

He quickly looked at his chest, and saw the master's chest slightly up and down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Still alive.

Wasong wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Qin Liuxi's actions, cutting the wound and picking the rotten flesh with a knife. He couldn't scratch it with a knife. He used scissors to cut the wound and hooked the hook to clear the rotten flesh bit by bit, and went all the way under the wound, as if he had dug a blood hole.

Wasong shivered all over.

The master really wants to thank her. If you look at it like this, let alone feel the pain, just looking at this picture will have to endure psychological pressure.

Qin Liuxi was completely nervous and focused on his movements, and did not say anything, except for handing over clean cotton cloth and medicine.

This is not arbitrary way to remove rotten meat. If the wound is deep, you have to pay attention to avoiding blood vessels, otherwise it will be a big bleeding after being cut, so you cannot neglect it.

The pus and blood were cleaned up bit by bit, and the ulcerated carrion was scraped off and fell into a small porcelain bowl. The cotton cloth that had oozed blood was thrown one by one into the basin.

Clear, rinse, apply medicine, and slit the wound. A series of actions are orderly.

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

Wasong acted as the starter, seeing the master and apprentice working together, and then seeing the master who pretended to be dead, sighed in his heart.

You are still the most comfortable!

There were many wounds on Du Mian's body. If you count them carefully, there were six ways to be re-cut. The most serious one was the left Guancun, which was also the one that had been treated for the longest time, because the tendons of the hand were broken.

And the stitching in this place is much more refined and cautious than the others.

Wasong wanted to ask if his tendons were broken and could they be sewn on them in the future?

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

Wasson shut his mouth and dared not disturb him.

After a long period of treatment of the wound and stitching needles, it took great energy and energy, which made Qin Liuxi's face pale, and only his hands holding the needle remained motionless.

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

The same is true for Wasson, his eyes full of respect and shock.

Looking up to the mountains.

This is not something that few viewers can afford.

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

"It's okay, let's finish the bandage." Qin Liuxi curled his lips at him.

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

Qin Liuxi personally injured the knife in Zuoguancun to use the medicine to raise muscles and bones. After fixing it with two thin splints, he took the needle again and stabbed several acupoints to allow blood and qi to circulate.

"Okay." She stood up straight, looked at Du Mian, who was dissatisfied with excessive blood loss, and let out a long breath.
Chapter completed!