Is she willing to look at it? Is she willing to treat his wounds there?
But if he lost his melon due to infection, she would have no way to explain it to the Emperor or herself.
Even if he is a loser, it is his own fault.
The wound was very lucky. It just avoided the aorta of the thigh and passed by the side. The wound was very deep. I don't know what method he used to stop the bleeding. He must have poured the styptic powder himself because there was sticky powder nearby.
She thought and secretly looked up at Yu Wenhao.
Yu Wenhao punched him, and Yuan Qingling quickly retracted his head. At a glance, he saw that his face was as red as firecracker skin.
"Stitches are still needed!" Yuan Qingling said seriously after disinfecting.
"No!" Yu Wenhao refused.
Yu Wenhao felt that his hair stood on end and was burnt one by one with anger.
"Okay then!" Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine box, found the anesthesia and said, "I'll give you some hemostatic medicine to help the wound heal as quickly as possible."
"Move quickly!" Yu Wenhao glared.
After applying it, Yuan Qingling raised her head and asked, "Does the wound no longer hurt?"
Yu Wenhao felt a little better, and it was true that the pain was gone, but he was unwilling to admit it and said sternly: "Who said it doesn't hurt? Do you think your medicine is that magical?"
Yuan Qingling knew that he had a tough talk, so she didn't care about him. She took out a needle and threaded it and said, "I put on anesthesia and started stitching."
"Yuan Qingling!" Yu Wenhao roared angrily, damn, this ugly girl can still lie to others?
The stitches that day were so painful that his teeth almost broke.
"Okay, we won't sew, but we need to scrape out the pus. This should be enough, right?" Yuan Qing Ling said.
Only then did Yu Wenhao stop his rage, thinking that if pain came over him, he would just kick her over.
Yuan Qingling is actually getting stitches.
After applying anesthetic, if you act quickly, you can complete the procedure before the anesthetic wears off.
The door was pushed open with a bang.
Xu Yi walked in like a whirlwind.
When he opened the curtain and glanced over, he was completely frozen, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Master Tang said that the prince needed someone to take care of him at night, so he came to keep watch and wanted to report first, but he saw this scene.
"Still still!" Yu Wenhao seemed to be struck by lightning, and after a few seconds he became furious.
Xu Yi ran out as if he had seen a ghost, and after a while, he ran back and closed the door.
No one heard the howling and crying in his heart, and the woman actually took advantage of the prince's injury.
Yuan Qingling is the most stable person in the audience.
After finishing the stitches calmly, he said: "Okay, it's done."
The stitches are done? She is actually stitching again!
His hands hung down helplessly, and he no longer wanted to say any more words.
Yuan Qingling cleaned up the scene and turned his head.
He must kill a few people before he can vent his hatred.
However, we can only tolerate it now. If we don't tolerate it, we will be in trouble...