Just now, Wu Yu urgently tapped several large acupuncture points on Huangfulian's body, and quickly applied the best medicine to his wounds. Although the bloody wound on his chest was still oozing blood, it was no longer the same as before.
When we landed on the shore, it was so serious that it sprayed out in all directions like a fountain, leaving only some areas that had not been completely sprinkled with wound medicine, and blood was still oozing out.
However, as Wu Yu wiped and sutured, those areas slowly stopped bleeding.
The lamp placed on the bedside was shining with dazzling firelight. Wu Yu used the camera to hold a thin silver needle, and every time it passed through the blood hole on Huangfulian's chest, he put the whole needle on the fire to bake it.
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As the wound was slowly stitched up and the fine gold healing medicine was sprinkled on it, Huangfulian's breathing slowly recovered and she became steadier.
Jiang Nanyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes still did not move away from Huangfulian.[
It wasn't until Wu Yu finally sutured the wound, wiped off the beads of sweat on his forehead, packed up his tools and stood up that Jiang Nanyan hurriedly rushed forward.
"Wu Yu, how is Huangfulian? Does it matter? Is it possible..." Jiang Nanyan grabbed Wu Yu's shoulder and shook it hard.
"Miss Jiang." Wu Yu had been tense since just now. Now he finally relaxed. His whole body was exhausted. Being shaken like this made him feel dizzy. "Miss Jiang, stop shaking. Stop shaking."