Chapter 216: Divine skill (5)

Qian Moyang nodded weakly, only feeling a silver light flashing from the corner of his eye, there were already a dozen silver needles on his arm ...
Her speed was too fast, Qian Moyang could hardly see how she got the needle.
Then, something even more incredible happened! After the injury, the painful pain that tortured him night and night suddenly subsided, and he kept his frowning eyebrows unconsciously before releasing.
He wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. After another doctor sentenced him to death with this arm, for the first time, a spark of hope lit up in his mind, thinking that the little girl who seemed to be in front of him might be able to save his arm! Maybe I can take off with my right hand again!
"Thrush!" Nangong Yan extended his right hand to Thrush, and Thrush threw the red-burning scraper to Nangong Yan.
"Qiangzi, now I'm going to shave the carrion for you. I suggest you turn your head and don't look at it." After saying that, Nangong Ai didn't wait for him to answer, so he went straight down ...
She carefully scraped away the rotten flesh and pus from the wound, and washed the flesh from the wound with water from time to time ... Each of her blades fell very fast, but very stable, without hesitation, decisively calm, like her Instead of processing live flesh and blood, but carve a fine piece of fine jade.
Clean water enters the room at the basin end, and red blood water exits the basin at the end ...
Except for Bai Hui, several other maids had long lost their faces and did not dare to look at them.
Zhou Dacheng always thought that he had been in the field for a long time, and there was nothing to change his color, but at this time, his stomach was squirming, and his throat began to pantothenic acid ... Oh! He's going to vomit!
He ran out with a change of expression, and after a while, he heard vomiting sounds outside the door.
But these sounds didn't reach Nangong Chan's ears at all, and she continued to focus on the knife, as if she had a knife holder around her neck at this time.
Lao Cheng did not look at Zhou Dacheng, but looked at Nangong Chen thoughtfully, and was shocked in his heart: I did not expect that this little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and medicine seemed to have become a reality!
He silently looked at Xiao Yi again, Xiao Yi looked at every move of Nan Gongxi, without a hint of doubt, or even hiding a trace of ... petting? Could it be that……
He looked back and forth between Nangong Yu and Xiao Yi, and his thoughts could not help but emerge.
Nangong Yu finally retracted the knife and placed the knife on the side table. Bai Hui wiped the thin sweat on her forehead.
Nangong Yan also took out a translucent sheep gut, the corner of his mouth could not help but tick. This wound suture was hand-in-handed by her grandfather. Since rebirth, she has prepared a lot of first aid items, including this sheep gut line, out of prudence. I didn't expect to really use it today.
She skillfully threaded the gut into the embroidery needle, and followed Xiao Qian again: "Qiangzi, now I'll take care of you."
Qian Moyang didn't look away from beginning to end, even if the rotten flesh on his arm was cut off piece by piece, he didn't feel the slightest pain. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the little girl in front of him. How to change your destiny!
Nangong Yu didn't expect Qian Moyang to answer, his expression focused on the needle.
After another scent of incense, Nangong took his hand, and Bai Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead for himself, and said, "Qiangzi, your arm is connected, and I will stitch the wound for you."
The speed of suturing the wound was much faster, but in a tea time, she had sewn a flesh-colored "蜈蚣" along with the wound, and then she retracted the silver needles around the wound.