She didn't have any treatment tools at her disposal.
His eyes turned red.
It's really too urgent...
She has always been a calm person, but when faced with the fact that the man she loves is about to become a corpse... maybe, he is already dead.
Two fingers touched his breath... lifeless.
No more anger.
Tears fell from her beautiful pale face again, "Jun Mo Shang, what should I do... You can't die, you really can't..."
If she had a long silver needle in her hand, she could do what she did last time. Last time, he inserted a dagger into his heart. When he was about to die, she dipped the silver needle in medicine and helped him.
The heart was repaired.
Why, this time, he didn’t bring a dagger, and she didn’t bring a silver needle. Was God going to kill him?
If he really died, she couldn't imagine the consequences...
She can't lose him!
Holding the medicine bottle in her hand, her tears fell on his back, "I have always been so strong, even if the sky falls, I may not blink. But when I face losing you, I realize how fragile I am...
...You have to hold on, I will find a way to save you..."
Raising the back of her hand to wipe away her tears again, she looked at her hands...hands...the only hands she had available.
Then...use your hands.
While hanging in the air, she grabbed the tree trunk with her hands. Although there was no dirt on her hands visible to the naked eye, she still bent down to the entrance of the cave, picked up a ball of snow on the mountain wall outside the cave and rubbed her hands vigorously, rubbing them clean.
When she returned to his side, she knelt down in front of him again, inserted the index finger, middle finger, and thumb of her left hand into the wound on his back, and then spread her fingers forcefully to open the previously cut wound.
…
It was inserted very deep, and the fingers were spread wide enough to see his heart.
The heart is very important. Even if there is a hole in his body, even if a piece of flesh is dug out, it is not as important as repairing the heart.
With her other hand, she quickly poured the liquid from the medicine bottle directly into his wound. The flesh was opened by her fingers, and the blood was stopped by the powder of Qianlian Life-Sustaining Pill.
The liquid dripped onto the ribs through the opened pores, and then dripped from the bones into the damaged heart.
Then she adjusted her gestures and poured the liquid directly into the heart from the pores between the bones.
When the entire bottle of medicine was poured out, she withdrew her hand. As long as the broken heart was touched by the medicine, it would start to repair as quickly as possible.
It was only because of Jun Mo Shang's peculiar physique, and his body that had been tempered with all kinds of poison since he was a child, that he could withstand such torture. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died the last time his own dagger was inserted into his heart.
She quickly crushed another Thousand Refining Life-Sustaining Pill and sprinkled it on the wound on his back, tore off a corner of her sleeve robe, and covered his wound with the lint-free side to prevent the wound from being stained with dust.
The treatment conditions are so rudimentary that there are almost no treatment tools. Needless to say, the wound must be inflamed and intensified.
Qianlian Life-Sustaining Pill can be applied externally or taken internally, and it has anti-inflammation and infection effects. She is not very worried about this.
What she was worried about was how to detoxify the poison from the arrow that had spread all over his limbs. She was worried about whether he would wake up...
Picking up a small packet of pills that she had taken out from her body earlier on the ground, she opened the packet and found three thumb-sized pills inside. This was the Great Return Pill that she had refined a day or two ahead of schedule.
This medicine is a formula obtained from Ye Yaorao, and was refined and refined by her.
