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Chapter 127 How dare, so disrespectful!

If the blood vessels in the neck are injured, it is impossible to survive. Okay.

All doctors know that even if the injury is just a little bit, the blood will burst on its own very quickly.

Once it bursts, it will be difficult for the gods to save it.

When the doctor saw it, he had completely given up.

I thought that Feng Jiuer actually held a very thin needle with thread on it, and really dared to save people!

At this moment, the old doctor was covered in cold sweat and terrified.

Without the nonsense of these two girls just now, he really had to treat the woman who wiped her neck, but he was absolutely sure that this woman would not survive. Save

If you don't live, won't you lose face? Especially, the Ninth Prince is still here. Now

Now, with these two girls stopping him, he would at least have an excuse after the woman was completely dead.

Everything is because of being delayed by these two people. Look

When they saw Zeng Lanyue's wound, several senior students around them also subconsciously recognized their faces, but did not dare to look at them.

The wound on the neck is like this. After a while, the skin and flesh will turn out.

It's really... unsightly and uncomfortable to watch.

I don’t know how this girl Feng Jiuer managed to do this and dared to touch Zeng Lanyue’s neck. No.

However, the Ninth Prince is here. The Ninth Prince is silent and no one dares to say more.

Feng Jiuer's attempt to save people has now reached a fierce stage where every second counts.

Therefore, even if she knew that Uncle Nine Emperors was coming, she had no energy to pay attention to it. "

Little Cherry, medicine!" She said solemnly.

Although what she is doing does not seem to be strenuous at all, it does require a very high level of mental concentration.

Qingcheng waved her hand, and everyone immediately backed away, not daring to make any sound.

But he still stood quietly behind Feng Jiuer, carefully watching every step she took to save people.

There was also Little Cherry who had to stay and help. Even though her nerves were always tense because Lord Nine was here, she could still quickly deliver what Jiu'er needed.

No one could see clearly what Feng Jiuer was doing except Zhan Qingcheng who was standing behind her and Little Cherry who was guarding her.

She actually... used a slender silver needle to sew up Zeng Lanyue's slightly injured bloodline...!

Little Cherry's legs were so frightened that she fell to the ground. Only Zhan Qingcheng could still watch Feng Jiuer's every move quietly, his cold face unchanged.

The old doctor did not dare to run far, but just stood by and came over at any time to announce Zeng Lanyue's death. He

I don't believe that this woman can still survive.

Time passed little by little, and finally, Feng Jiuer fixed the silk thread, cut it, and immediately applied the medicine.

Then use the usual gauze to wrap Zeng Lanyue's neck.

She couldn't guarantee that Zeng Lanyue could survive. After all, there was no equipment or wires she needed here.

, very simple, the needles were not her special silver needles, and the medicine was completely different from the medicine she used before.

I can only give it a try and persist.

Lifting Zeng Lanyue's hand, his fingertips fell on her pulse gate.

Bo is still very fragile, but at least, there is still!

She stood up, and without waiting for Little Cherry to ask, she immediately looked back at the man standing behind her.

"She cannot be moved now. I need to set up a temporary tent here. She and I will live here tonight."

When people heard this, they were immediately dumbfounded.

It's not because Feng Jiu'er wants to live here, but... she actually used such a disrespectful tone to talk to the noble Ninth Prince!


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