Under the huge impact, the daughter of the Kimura family flew from the sedan to the eaves on the right, rolled twice, and the loose gauze was hung on the neck of a phoenix spreading its wings on the eaves.
Dazzling in the desolate wind...
Sima Qing looked at the huddled crowd with an expressionless expression. Without stopping for a moment, she strode forward with Sima Yang on her back. As she walked, she ordered: "9 grams of sheep duck, 3 grams of Rongli flower root, 3 grams of Angelica sinensis."
30 grams, 0.9 grams of calamus, 2 pairs of scissors, 2 sharp daggers, 2 pairs of tweezers, a bag of cotton, gauze, gold medicine, and a portion of soju..."
Hu Xiang and I were like two moving mice, running behind us, wiping the sweat from our foreheads, buying things along the way...
When we walked to the "Funfei", Hu Xiang and I were already sweating, holding on to the wooden stakes on the dock and breathing heavily, and our bodies were covered with large and small bags...
Sima Qing had already carried Sima Yang on the "Funfei". Hu Xiang and I didn't have time to catch our breath, so we followed quickly with big and small bags in our hands.[
The people on the "Fanfei" all looked sideways and looked at us in surprise. However, when they saw the wounds on Sima Qing's back and Sima Yang's feet, they immediately became busy.
Soon, under the command of Sima Qing, a small operating table covered with white fabric was ready.