Feng Jian and Murong Xiao both looked at her, wondering where she got all these tools, potions, powders and pills from.
Feng Mingwei would not tell them that the things were transmitted directly from the time and space bracelet on her wrist to the medicine box. She even did not need to bring the medicine box with her. The medicine box could automatically pop up as soon as she thought about it.
Touch the patient, and the medicines the patient needs to treat and the tools needed will automatically appear in the medicine box.
There will even be prescriptions and so on.
It’s such a convenient and awesome golden finger.
"I made it myself."
Feng Mingwei couldn't explain that she could make these things herself, but she was pressed for time and didn't have the energy and time to prepare them.
Uncle Hong looked at the contents of her medicine box and said with great surprise: "If these things can be used on the battlefield, they might be of great use."
Murong Xiao and Feng Jian were both generals and leaders on the battlefield.
Needless to say, Uncle Hong hopes that these things can be used on the battlefield.
But Feng Mingwei is the only one who can prepare these pills and powders.
Not everyone has her level of medical skills.
Besides, as a woman, it is impossible for her to go to the battlefield and become a military doctor.
So neither of them said anything.
After Feng Mingwei treated Liu Guang's wound, she looked at Uncle Hong and said, "Uncle Hong, let me show you the old illness. You were injured on the battlefield, right?"
Uncle Hong glanced at Murong Xiao and nodded, "Yeah, it's okay."
Murong Xiao was a little nervous and said, "Can Uncle Hong's leg still be cured?"
There is no hope that the eyes can be cured because the eyeballs have been gouged out.
Feng Mingwei glanced at him and said, "I'll take a look first and then talk."
There is a fire in the house, which is very warm and bright.
Murong Xiao was particularly concerned about Uncle Hong's injury and had no intention of secretly competing with Feng Jian.
Sitting aside and watching quietly, as if waiting for a family member of a critically ill patient undergoing surgery, I felt anxious and uneasy.
Uncle Hong seemed calm, smiling and always said it was no problem.
After all these years, he never thought he could be cured again.
But what Feng Mingwei said after reading it gave him a glimmer of hope.
"It can be cured, but it requires surgery, but it cannot return to the same state as before. After surgery, you can move freely."
There was no specific explanation on how to treat Feng Mingwei.
Uncle Hong was very happy when he heard the news. To him, being able to move freely meant being back to normal.
"Thank you, Princess. I didn't expect that after three years of not seeing you, the Princess would become a miracle doctor."
Murong Xiao glanced at Feng Jian's leg, "If it can be treated in time, can it be restored to its original state?!"
Feng Jian's leg was broken, but Feng Mingwei was able to help him heal it and make it back to normal.
Uncle Hong's leg has been injured for several years, and it is already too late to treat it now, so it is difficult to recover.
Feng Mingwei nodded and said, "Yes."
Uncle Hong kept cheerfully saying it was okay.
…
After walking out of the room, Murong Xiao was always worried.
Feng Mingwei couldn't help but ask: "Is Uncle Hong injured because of you?"
"Um."
He didn't say much about how he was injured, he just said: "Thank you."
Feng Mingwei couldn't help but pick her ears, "What did you say?"
It's really rare that such a domineering man like him would say thank you to her so openly?!
When he rescued Concubine Jin, he didn't even say thank you to her!
Bao Kuan saved him without even a word of thanks.
Feng Mingwei deliberately laughed at him, raised her head and made exaggerated movements, "Is it going to rain red?"
Murong Xiao's ears were slightly red, and he couldn't help but give her a sideways look, "My mother-in-law was injured because of you, and I was injured because of you."
But this time it was different. Uncle Hong was injured because of him, and she was willing to help before he even opened his mouth, so naturally she had to say thank you.
This is the basic principle of life.
"This king has a clear distinction between grudges and grudges."
Feng Mingwei: "..."
"It seems like you were not assassinated because of me!"
Murong Xiao walked up the mountain without squinting, "I was angry with you so I left the palace to relax. When I was relaxing, I was assassinated. It was because of you."
"..."
Feng Mingwei gave him an angry smile, "You are a scoundrel!"
"snort!"
"Are you leaving or not?"
"If you don't leave, don't blame me for leaving you alone." Murong Xiao felt that this matter was all her fault. He was so angry at the time that he didn't even know what was going on with him. He didn't even hide when the arrow was shot at him. If it hadn't been for her
We had to reconcile, if she hadn't insisted on raising a pretty boy, if she hadn't insisted on saying that she didn't like him...
He wouldn't be...so sad.
Thinking of this, Murong Xiao suddenly woke up, stopped suddenly, and his face became ugly.
Feng Mingwei bumped into her behind without paying attention, "What are you doing!!"
My nose hurt so much from the bump.
"It's nothing. My wound hurts."
Murong Xiao's face turned from white to red and finally darkened. He stared at Feng Mingwei with murderous eyes, unwilling to admit that he was actually affected by her words.
His tone was very normal, but his eyes were too murderous.
Feng Mingwei could feel it without looking carefully. She raised her head and touched her nose and couldn't help but stare back, "Do you want to kill people and silence them!!"
In a deserted place, people had to avoid doubting his thoughts.
Murong Xiao had a stern look on his face, curled his fingers into a fist shape, and hit his forehead as he felt a headache, thinking: I must be really crazy to like Feng Mingwei.
"There is no way this king will like you."
I thought about it and blurted it out subconsciously.
Feng Mingwei seemed to have heard some big joke and couldn't help laughing, "You must be crazy!"
Murong Xiao's ears felt hot, and he became a little angry, "I want your eldest brother to be exposed, so just laugh, and keep laughing for me!!"
Feng Mingwei immediately suppressed her laughter and closed her mouth tightly. She wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh out loud. She was as puffed up as a cute little octopus.
Murong Xiao frowned and couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch her cheek, "You are so ugly. You are not allowed to show such an expression in front of me."
Feng Mingwei couldn't bear it and grabbed his wrist and gave him a tooth.
"ah!"
"Feng Mingwei, you are a dog!"
Murong Xiao was so angry that he wanted to hit her, but when he looked up and saw her somewhat frightened eyes, he found that he couldn't do it.
In a daze, Feng Mingwei ran away quickly.
"snort!"
Feng Mingwei ignored him and ran to the cave entrance, but when she got nearby, she found that the cave entrance could not be found.
Really hell?
Can the secret passage of Murong Xiao's family become a spirit?!
The man behind him rubbed his wrist and walked over against the light. His face was gloomy and unhappy, and his brows were as cold as his eyebrows and stars, cold and heavy, exuding a chill.
"hey-hey!"
"My lord, are you okay? My teeth were itchy just now, so I used your wrist to grind my teeth. You are a man, don't be so stingy!"
In the middle of the night, I didn't know where this place was, and I was unfamiliar with the place, so Feng Mingwei could only let him go for a while.
Murong Xiao was angry and had not yet thought of how to deal with her.
Looking at her hypocritical smile, people are reminded of Feng Jian's proud smile in the wooden house just now.
"Do you want me to forgive you?!"
The man suddenly showed a charming smile, and his beautiful and lively phoenix eyes almost narrowed into curved fox eyes.
Unusual.
Feng Mingwei immediately became alert, raised her chest and raised her head, "What do you want?!"
I am very prepared to have a big fight with him.
Even if she can't win, she won't give in to him easily.
The corner of the man's lips curled up coldly, and he walked towards her with his black official boots stepping on the fluorescent grass, "The first aid kit you mentioned must be prepared for me first. I am the first, and Feng Jian can only be second."