"Well!"

The needle tip entered the flesh and the line pulled, and the already scarred patient had his eyes bulging out of pain and struggling desperately.

"Hold him down!"

As Duanmu Yawang said, the wounds were sutured on one hand.

Others glanced at the past, only to feel cruel, it is impossible to imagine the needle and thread used to stitch the human body like sewing cloth, how torturing and unbelievable the process.

Someone couldn't help but: "My son, is this appropriate?"

They have never seen anyone treat a wound in this way.

Without waiting for Duanmu Yawang's answer, someone said: "Yes, the wound was originally wide, but now I am fighting for the vanguard to make the wound aggravate. No matter how you think about it, it is against medical principles."

Duanmu Ya looked at the words, without even pausing her hand movements, she directly asked, "Medical theory? Do you know medicine?"

Uh!

The man froze for a moment, and shook his head awkwardly.

"Since you don't understand, don't define it with your narrow mind." Duanmu Yawang said it very directly, that person feels even more embarrassed, and always feels that Duanmu Yawang said this is too despise of people, and feel very uncomfortable.

However, before Duanmu Yawang's retort, Duanmu Yawang added: "Also, even those who understand medicine and understand medical principles, what they think or think is not necessarily right."

The person who was choked by Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but ask: "Young Master Gongyu means that you are doing this right?"

"Is it right, you can pay attention to this young man's recovery in the future, and it is useless to argue."

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

They heard her self-confidence and her calmness just from the words of Duanmu Yawang.

In fact, they all understand that Duanmu Yawang's sentence, if you explain it again, it is: Believe it or not, it's useless, it's better to just look at the result.

Now that everyone has said so, what else can they say?

However, in any case, if they were asked to watch Duanmu Yawang use needles and threads to stitch people's skin and flesh, they would always be a little confused visually, and they would go to the beginning, and would not dare to take a closer look.

The two wounds add up to a finger's width, and Duanmu Yawang won't take long to stitch together, and the stitching is completed soon.

After stitching, she took out a bottle of powder, sprinkled the powder on the wound, and took out the bandage to help bandage it.

After the bandage was done, she saw other people still watching the outside, and she said with no anger: "Okay, don't press him anymore, let go."

When the others heard it, they turned their heads.

At a glance, "Okay?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, then looked at the other patient, and said: "You leave two people to look at him, I will go over and look at that person."

She walked over with her own medical tools and crouched down to see that the situation was similar to that of the person just now. However, he estimated that he was bitten by the red hair a little bit earlier than the person just now. The entire neck and the skin were darkened in two steps. few.

Moreover, the patient fell into a coma.

Even if she came over, he didn't feel anything.

Obviously everyone knows these people. Seeing that their exposed skin has turned purple and black, he sighed: "This is the owner of Young Valley Villa, the only male of the owner of Shanggu Villa. It's a pity."

Someone sighed for a long time, and said helplessly: "Yes, although Master Gu lacks a bit of spiritual energy, but his temperament is gentle and enthusiastic, but it is a pity that he can't be saved if he becomes like this."

Duanmuya looked at their conversation, frowned, stretched out her hand to give people a pulse, took a look at his neck, checked his heart activity, and sighed: "It can be saved."

"Can you save it?"

The others listened and stayed in a daze, "This, this... Gongyu, are you kidding?"

"Do you see me like I am free to joke?"

Uh!

The others looked at each other, still unable to believe what they had heard.

They looked at Duanmu Yawang, and thought to themselves that Lord Gongyu had just rescued them and the injury of the rescuer. It was indeed shocking, and it could be said that he showed a big hand and made people admire.

But... people have become like this, and if they can be saved, it would be too far-fetched.

Thinking about this, they saw Duanmu Yawang's hand holding the wrist of the Gu Shao Zhuangzuo. That hand was white and slender, soft and boneless, and it looked like the hand of an inexperienced young boy.

They immediately understood that children are more expressive, and they understand.

So they stopped complaining about him, but couldn't help but kindly reminded: "My son, you are indeed capable, but...everything has to be done according to your ability, don't be impulsive, and you can't talk nonsense."

In other words, keep your mouth under control!

Duanmu Yawang heard that everyone was just good intentions. If it were the usual Duanmu Yawang, a sneer would have passed, and she didn't bother to care about them now.

She first took out a black plastic bottle from the Qiankun bag, unscrewed the lid and put it aside, then took out an acupuncture bag from the inside, took out the needle from the inside, and lifted the sleeves and trousers of Gu Shao Zhuangzuo. , And the buttons on the neck shirt.

She poured some of the medicine in the plastic bottle and wiped it on the patient's neck, wiped it evenly, and put a few needles on several acupuncture points on the patient's neck.

As soon as the needle went down, the needle immediately turned black.

She immediately pulled it out, threw it into her medical utensil, and re-injected the needle.

After the needle was used this time, the needle still turned black quickly, and only after the third needle was used did I have a little time to relax.

Others were stunned when they saw this situation.

For the third time, Duanmu Yawang did not immediately pull out the needle. Instead, he quickly placed the needle on the patient's forehead, acupuncture points on the hands and feet. The needle was also placed on the forehead, temples, and other places.

After seeing the needle turn black, pull out the needle again.

These positions go back and forth at least three times.

After putting the needle three or four times in almost all positions, Duanmu Yawang pulled out the needle.

After pulling it out, someone had sharp eyes: "Villa Gu Shao's complexion seems to be better!"

"Yes, there is not so little black in the skin!"

Everyone was amazed by what Duanmu Yawang had said before, and they began to believe a little bit. Maybe Gongyu Gongzi didn't lie. He really has a way to heal Young Master Gu?

Everyone discussed, Duanmu Yawang didn't care, he pulled out the needle and picked up the knife, and cut twice on the neck just like the injured person before.

The black blood ran out.

She curled her eyebrows: "Who has towels or something?"

"Oh, I have!" one of them said busy.

"Wipe the blood for him." When Duanmu Yawang said, he moved aside, and he slashed both the wrists and the ankles of Gu Shao Zhuangzuo.

Others also reacted quickly. They didn't need Duanmu Yawang to speak, and they took out cloth strips and other things to wipe the black blood stains for Village Master Gu.