When he first met Xia Wanxin, he never thought that she would be a doctor.

Now that she saw her playing with silver needles, the monk really looked at her.

Although he is not old, he always feels beyond his imagination.

Soon, the monk's guess came true.

He quickly sent someone to disinfect things. Xia Wanxin said nothing and asked him to push it away, so he gave the mouse's mother an needle.

She said that in the country, she treated the mouse's mother and the monk did not have complete trust.

But when she took the first injection, the monk's suspicion disappeared immediately.

It can be seen that she must be very familiar with the patient's body so she is so sure.

And her method of laying the needle...

The monk became more and more frightened the more he looked at it.

If he read it correctly, he had seen this technique in ancient books and had long been lost.

How could this little girl?

Gradually, the narrow room became extremely quiet.

The monk concentrated on his mind and did not dare to disturb him at all when he was guarding outside.

Only Xia Wanxin's forehead sweat became heavier and heavier, gathering into large drops of water that dripped along the jaw.

But as she applied more and more needles, the mouse's mother's face became much better with the naked eye.

The only shame is that she did not wake up directly.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, Xia Wanxin stopped.

She pulled out the last silver needle.

The monk knew that this was an extraordinary technique.

You know, before she came, this woman was at the end of her strength, her body was in depletion, and it was only a matter of time before she died.

But after Xia Wanxin arrived, she used her medical skills to pull her back from the gate of hell again.

At this point, the monk completely believed in Xia Wanxin.

This young woman has her medical skills far above her! There is a mountain outside the mountain, and it is a frog in the well!

The monk felt emotion.

As soon as he took a step forward, Xia Wanxin's body fell down, which was a little weak.

He was startled and hurriedly held the person: "Miss Xia, are you okay?"

Xia Wanxin was weak all over, but she still avoided her side and didn't like the touch of strangers.

She gasped slightly on her chest, feeling a little unhappy: "It's obvious that I'm not good."

Just these words also mean that the high-spiritedness is not as good as the low-spiritedness.

The monk knew that although her technique had the miraculous effect of life and death, it was also a great test for the needle-producing person and was extremely energy-consuming.

But her abilities are beyond doubt.

The monk did not step forward, but his voice became more and more polite: "Miss Xia can rest here for a while, and we will leave after it slows down."

Xia Wanxin's clothes were wet with sweat.

If she could, she would never have reached this point.

It was really when I took the pulse, I found that the mouse mother's body was seriously damaged!

If she was not brought here, according to the previous process, it might be possible that the person would be awake.

Because of such an accident, all previous treatments were invalidated, and her condition was even worse than before!

Just now, she had to spend so much energy to prosper her life.

Now, this person still wants her to rest here for a while.

Xia Wanxin felt very tired, in a bad mood, and had a particularly bad temper.

She said sarcastically: "How is the environment here? Can't you feel it? Or do you think this place is suitable for people's recuperation?"

Even if there is light here, the windows are open.

But it's in a cave anyway!

There was a damp feeling around it, and there was a musty smell that could not be covered by aromatherapy.

Xia Wanxinguang felt uncomfortable when he stood here for a while.

If you stay here for a while, it will be too late to feel uncomfortable, so how can it be beneficial to rest?
Chapter completed!