857. Pain from Stitches
The old doctor frowned and stared at the arrow that stabbed the man's back, sighed, gritted his teeth and cut the flesh around the wound with a knife, and then pulled out the sharp weapon.
"uh-huh!"
Yu Ruolin groaned, woke up slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and happened to see the woman lying on the table. There was a complex light in her beautiful eyes. Perhaps she didn't expect that the other party would really save him. If it weren't for the Jimo City incident, he would naturally not have won her trust. As long as he let go of Wuchuan, she could order the city gate and catch turtles in the jar.
But she did what she said and let him go, his biggest powerful enemy.
If anyone else had missed the opportunity to kill him or control him, it was ridiculous. In the end, an enemy would have to be redeemed. I have to say that this woman is a strange person, and she has to keep her promises more than those so-called upright men. Why did Wanqi Shenfeng chase her?
How could Fu Yunche let her go? He didn't have much interest in pursuing it. All he wanted now was to use her to get better.
"You hold on to it, the wound is too deep and you must be sewn!"
Yu Ruolin closed his eyes and frowned, enduring the sweat on his forehead, and never cried out a rant of pain, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Su Mengdie didn't sleep heavily. She narrowed her eyes and saw that the man had woken up and was enduring the pain of cutting flesh. She was still so stubborn. She deliberately did not wake up because she was afraid that he would not scream out due to face. It seemed that she was worried too much. Perhaps he was the only one left here. No matter how much pain was, he would not say a word. She went over helplessly and wiped the sweat from the other end with a veil.
The hook-like needle pierced into the trembling flesh without anesthesia and said dissatisfiedly: "Doctor, don't you give him anesthesia first? If you don't die of illness, you will have to hurt you too much, right?" She was so scared that she began to feel frightened.
"Anesthesia?" The old doctor turned his head in confusion. The first time he heard about this word, he ignored it and continued to suture it.
"Um!"
Every needle seemed to cut off the heart and scrape the bones. The man's face, which had been overthrowing his life, was so ferocious that he had deformed without any blood. He lost his past glory. Not to mention how pitiful it was.
Su Mengdie gritted her teeth and made a hissing sound. How painful is this? Wasn't there any Ma Fei San in ancient times? Then Hua Tuo... Well, there is no Hua Tuo here. She knows everything, but she doesn't understand medical principles. The most shameful person twitches in front of her eyes. And when she saves her, she will work hard. If it hurts so much, wouldn't it be in vain to work hard?
Grab the man's bloody hand and cheer him up: "Yu... Alin, I know you are in pain, but as long as you are stronger and endure it, everything will be fine. Have you heard it?"
When the man who was about to faint, he clasped the woman's hand tightly with his backhand. The force seemed to be grasping an unknowing dead object, and he had the momentum to crush it. Every time he stitched, the force increased by a little, and the character Sichuan frowned, and his whole body was cramped like an epilepsy.
Su Mengdie was pinched and gasped, but compared to the other party's torment at this moment, she didn't feel wronged. She was afraid that the other party would bite off her tongue without paying attention, so she pulled out her belt and kneaded it into a ball and stuffed it into her mouth: "You bite this, I can warn you that I promise to save you, but you have to bear it yourself, it hurts so much, don't blame me on my head!"
"Um!" The man seemed to have no intention of paying attention, biting the cotton cloth and looking forward to the torture ending as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!