"I heard that he is the miracle doctor who saved Mr. Mo from death. I wonder if he is really that powerful."
The surrounding staff stared at Yang Fei closely, their faces full of curiosity and expectation.
Yang Fei had already started. He took out ten golden needles, and then moved his fingers on Irina's arm as if playing a piano, inserting them accurately into the acupuncture points on her arm to prevent the blood from flowing away.
Yang Fei took out five golden needles again and inserted them into Irina's wounds to prevent the venom from flowing back into the head.
"Bring a container." He turned his right palm over, and a silver knife appeared in his hand. It was a sterilized scalpel.
The whole process was like magic. His things were hidden so well, and when he took them out, they were so fast that no one could notice them. It was like a knife appearing out of thin air.
"I'll get it." Mo Yuyan did it herself and brought a two-liter glass over.
Yang Fei picked up Irina's arm and stabbed the uninfected wrist, hitting her blood vessels very accurately.
On the surface it looked very barbaric, but Yang Fei controlled his strength very well and only opened a very small hole in her blood vessel.
At this moment, the blood in the blood vessels was like flood water that had been stagnant in a reservoir and finally found a gap. It poured out and flowed into the glass.
"Yuyan, please help hold Linna's hand steady." Yang Fei ordered.
Mo Yuyan didn't have any airs, she squatted down to help, and then asked: "What should we do next?"
"The wound on the neck still has toxin, I have to suck it out." Yang Fei took out all the gold needles from Irina's neck, and the blocked blood poured into the blood vessels.
But when fresh, uncontaminated blood enters the wound, it becomes infected and turns black. To truly solve the problem, the toxins from the wound must be sucked out.
Mo Yuyan said nervously: "It's too dangerous to use your mouth to take drugs. What if you get infected?"
If Yang Fei is poisoned, no one can help him and he will die as soon as he is infected. Under such circumstances, it takes a lot of courage to detoxify.
"It's too late to think so much. Let's save people first." Yang Fei took a deep breath, opened his mouth and pressed it against Irina's wound.
Close contact, the faint body fragrance hits your nose, and the tender and smooth skin makes people feel inexplicably excited.
"Hey!" Yang Fei began to suck the venom from the wound. The unconscious Irina seemed to be sucked by something warm around her neck, and a very comfortable feeling spread throughout her body.
Yang Fei sucked it over and over a dozen times before the venom in the wound was absorbed, and the blood flowed toward the blood vessels below.
The venom from the source was sucked away, and the blood washed away the remaining venom and flowed out of the wound.
"It's done, go prepare some gauze." Yang Fei took a deep breath, and then began to pull out the gold needle from Irina's wrist.
The venom had been removed, and after Yang Fei helped Irina bandage the wound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"There is no danger anymore, but she won't wake up so quickly. Eat more food to replenish qi and blood these days. I believe she will recover in about a week." Yang Fei ordered.
"Thank you Yang Fei. If it weren't for you, we really don't know what we would do."
Mo Yuyan was very grateful, and her favorable impression of Duo Yang Fei improved a lot, especially when he helped Irina absorb the venom regardless of his own safety, which impressed her even more.
