Seeing Little Cherry like this, Xing Zizhou felt pain in his heart.
"Little Cherry, I'm sorry! I..."
"Don't move!" As soon as Xing Zizhou raised his right hand, two different voices sounded at the same time.
Xing Zizhou froze for a moment, curled his lips slightly, and put his arms down obediently.
Little Cherry opened Xing Zizhou's clothes and made way for her.
Feng Jiuer held a silver needle in her hand and inserted it into an acupuncture point on Xing Zizhou's chest.
Even though she was used to seeing this kind of scene and had confidence in Jiu'er's acupuncture skills, Little Cherry was still a little nervous looking at her like this.
"Don't worry! I've taken the medicine and cleaned the wound. Keep changing towels. There won't be any big problems." Feng Jiuer comforted softly.
"Yeah." Little Cherry nodded, and then she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something.
She took off the towel from Xing Zizhou's forehead, turned around and put it in a basin to soak before picking it up.
"Qiao Mu, rest for a while, you have nothing to do here." Feng Jiuer's voice sounded in the tent again.
"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded, stood up, walked a few steps inside, and lay down in his place.
After acupuncture and massage for a while, and Xiaoyingtao kept changing towels, Xing Zizhou's complexion looked better.
During the whole process, he couldn't bear to close his eyes, his eyes kept falling on Little Cherry.
Those affectionate eyes seemed to hide endless words, but he didn't say a word and just kept watching quietly.
After putting away the things, Feng Jiuer touched Xing Zizhou's forehead again before standing up.
"Miss Jiu'er." Suddenly, a brother's voice came in from outside.
"What's the matter?" Feng Jiu'er asked softly.
"Miss Jiu'er, one of my brothers is vomiting blood. The doctor said I'm afraid... do you want to go have a look?" The brother's voice came in again.
"Go and change a basin of water, continue applying it, and let him drink water from time to time until the temperature returns to normal."
Feng Jiuer lowered his head and glanced at Little Cherry, said a word, and turned to leave.
"Jiu'er, I understand." Little Cherry looked at the person leaving and responded.
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer disappeared into the tent.
"Where is that brother? Take me there quickly." Feng Jiuer put down the tent curtain and looked at the brother in front of him.
"Okay." Brother nodded, and immediately strode out, "Brother received a stab in the chest, and a doctor was always watching him."
"But for some reason, I suddenly vomited blood, and I heard that the high fever wouldn't go away, so I had no choice but to come over and trouble Miss Jiu'er."
"Don't say such polite words." Feng Jiuer's legs were only two-thirds of the length of the brother next to her, but she could still follow her brother forward.
After a while, the two came to a tent. The brother opened the curtain, and Feng Jiuer quickly walked in.
I saw two doctors surrounding one person to treat him, and several people standing around him.
"Miss Jiu'er."
"Miss Jiu'er."
When the brother saw Feng Jiuer, he immediately turned around and called softly.
Feng Jiuer nodded and waved his hand.
"You all should go out. There are too many people and it's not good for the patients."
"Yes." Several brothers nodded together and walked out.
When he knew someone was coming in, a doctor stood up and turned to look at Feng Jiuer.
"You are Miss Jiu'er. I heard that you are not only our new city lord, but also a person with extremely good medical skills. Take a look..."
"You two should go out as well. Just leave the medicine box." Feng Jiuer immediately became nervous after seeing the person lying on the bed clearly.
"Okay, okay." Another doctor also stood up and gave up a position, "This brother has hurt his heart. It is not easy to survive until now."
"I'm not talented, please forgive me, Miss Jiu'er."
Feng Jiuer didn't pay much attention and squatted down next to the injured brother.
"Take the two doctors out to help take care of the other brothers, and I will do my best."
"Okay, Miss Jiu'er." One brother nodded, looked at the two doctors, and waved his hand, "Doctors, please!"
The two doctors nodded together, but did not forget to look back.
One doctor shook his head and sighed lightly, the other doctor also shook his head, and then they both turned and left.
Seeing the two doctors like this, the brother felt uncomfortable.
However, he knew very well that as long as Miss Jiuer was around, everything might turn around.
After inviting the two doctors out, the brother gently opened the curtain and returned to the tent again.
After Feng Jiuer gave her unconscious brother a rough check, she looked back.
"Help me lift him up."
"Yes." The brother immediately walked over.
The brother sat down and helped the injured man up.
Feng Jiuer put her hands on the injured brother's back, and a stream of true energy passed from her body into the injured brother's body.
The brother who was helping the person looked at Feng Jiuer for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Their Jiuer girl treats everyone as a brother, and this is really not just a matter of words.
No one can tell how much internal energy such infuriating energy consumes, and the injured brother is just one of many brothers.
When the sword entered, Feng Jiuer's face looked a little pale.
He frowned, sat down on the other side of the injured brother, moved his big palm forward, and placed it close to the brother's shoulder.
With the supply of Jianyi's true energy, Feng Jiuer slowly regained her inner strength.
After adjusting her breathing, she opened her eyes, opened the needle pack, and began to give the injured brother acupuncture.
With the infuriating energy given by Jian Yi on one side and Feng Jiu'er's treatment on the other, the injured brother's pale face slowly turned rosy.
About a quarter of an hour later, Feng Jiuer pulled out the silver needle from his brother's body.
"Okay, Jianyi, his condition is basically stable."
After hearing Feng Jiuer's words, Jianyi retracted his big palm and sat cross-legged aside to rest.
The supporting brother gently placed the injured brother back on the ground covered with bedding.
"Miss Jiu'er, what do you need my help with?"
"Wait." Feng Jiuer said two words and opened the medicine box on the side.
I saw her grabbing the medicine and bringing it to the tip of her nose. After a while, she grabbed a packet of medicine, turned around and handed it to the brother who was standing by.
"Go, boil the medicine and bring it over."
"Okay." The brother took the medicine and immediately turned around and left.
When Feng Jiuer turned around, Jian Yi had already opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Jianyi, take off his clothes. I'm going to start cleaning his wounds."
"Hmm." Jian nodded, and with a few clicks, he pulled back his brother's clothes.
Feng Jiuer knelt in front of the injured person and sprinkled medicinal powder on his wound.
Disinfection, cleaning, suturing, applying medicine, bandaging, everything is done in one go.
Although it took less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Jiuer was able to achieve effects that others could not.
When the brother came in with the medicine, Feng Jiuer and Jianyi performed exercises on the injured person again to heal his injuries.
He could only stand aside and wait, feeling the steady breath of the injured man, and the corners of the standing brother's mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
Sure enough, with Miss Jiuer here, everything will turn around.
