"How many people chased and chopped this?" Feng Xue put the girl on the hospital bed and went to the kitchen to have a pot of water before she started to deal with all kinds of wounds. The primary trouble was the arrow that almost penetrated the shoulder blades.

The lethality of this thing is secondary to the injury. The key is that some vicious guys will deliberately apply filth. If they are just taken out, they will be infected soon. Even if they are rescued, they will not be able to take the arm.

Take out the surgical kit, skillfully debride and disinfect, and by the way, don’t forget to use the method of slicing blood to seal the qi and blood to avoid struggle caused by severe pain.

The arrows were taken out and the surrounding carrion had also been removed. Feng Xue took out ambergris and mashed them with several herbs to remove volatilization and simmer them together, boiled them, and made a black ointment and applied them to the wound.

After dealing with the most troublesome injuries, the white sheets had been dyed red. Feng Xue went to the kitchen to pick up the boiled water. While dehurting, she sewed the wounds of all sizes together.

This slit doesn't matter. Feng Xue found that she had at least seven different knife wounds, more than four sword wounds, and even blunt and hidden weapons. In other words, she was chased by at least a dozen people and chopped into this way.

Moreover, these wounds were wrapped in soaked clothes for too long, and the edges were white, and even blood was not flowing much. As the wound was so bad, he could still run here. This girl has strong desire to survive and willpower!

Feng Xue has always had a good impression of people with firm will, and her hands can't help but move faster.

Even with Feng Xue's general practice at 78 o'clock and the less scientific medicinal materials and spells of this era, it took a full hour to finally re-sew the girl who looked like a doll that had been ravaged to the point of complete collapse.

Finally, he used a warm wet towel to carefully wipe the sweat that was oozing from the pain caused by the stitching and cutting. Feng Xue took out a bandage and tied it up. Not long after, a mummy with only one eye and long hair was completed.

"Huh, I can save it in this way, and it feels quite fulfilling." Feng Xue took out a small stove and started to make ginseng soup. Although she was rescued, she actually only properly treated the injury. Whether she can survive depends on luck.

The medicine soup for replenishing blood and qi slowly rolled in the medicine jar, and the girl's spirit that she had tried her best to cheer up finally became weak. In her blue eyes, her spirit gradually dimmed. Feng Xue quickly patted her relatively intact left face:

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, hold on for a while, and then go to bed after taking the medicine!"

"..." The girl did not speak, but just tried to turn her head and aimed her eyes at Feng Xue. Until now, even if Feng Xue cuts her shoulder blades and cuts off the rotten flesh, she doesn't make any sound, which makes him wonder if this will be a little mute.

Soon after, the medicine soup was cooked, but the girl had lost consciousness. In desperation, Feng Xue opened her mouth and pressed her fingers against the artery on the side of her neck. With the infusion of qi and blood power, the qi and blood control surgery was activated. The muscles, bones, and soft tissues began to move in an orderly manner. With Feng Xue's assistance, she drank the whole bowl of medicine soup.

"Okay, whether you can survive depends on your life." Feng Xue picked up the girl in the waist again and sent her to a guest room in the backyard. The girl may be besieged by more than a dozen people, so it is better to be cautious.

However, I don’t know if it was the success of Fuyuan or the great success of the investigation. In short, it seemed calm that night. Although it might be a bit inappropriate to use this adjective when it rains outside the house, at least no strange people approached the clinic all night.

The rain lasted all night until the next morning, when the light of the morning light shone through the clouds and sprinkled again on the ground full of water.

Feng Xue practiced swords in the yard for a while with a wooden stick. After 70% of her physical strength was consumed, she stopped moving, turned around to wash, had breakfast, and walked into the ward with some porridge. However, as soon as the door opened, Feng Xue frowned. The girl who was supposed to be lying on the bed was gone.

"No, this kind of injury should not be able to move at will." Feng Xue put the breakfast on the low table beside him. Before he could do anything, a broken wooden stubble suddenly pressed against his neck-

"Who are you, how could I be here?"

The voice was cold and clear, but it condensed with a murderous intent. Feng Xue frowned slightly, his fingers had pinched the iron armor talisman in his sleeve, but his face was serious:

"You fell at my door last night and I picked you up. I remember you were still awake at that time. Why? Don't you remember?"

"Well..." The girl hung her arm weakly, but the broken wooden stubble in the other hand had no intention of removing it. She thought for a long time before finally collecting some memory fragments, "You cured my injury? Why did you save me?"

"I am a doctor. Does a doctor need a reason to save people?" Feng Xue said with a righteous look on her face. "Compared to this, you'd better lie back on the bed. Although I'm very confident in my suture technique, if you move like this, you will still collapse."

The girl hesitated for a moment and finally let go of the wooden stubble in her hand. Once she relaxed, she seemed to be limping.

Feng Xue immediately assisted her, took her back to the hospital bed, adjusted the pillow, and let her lean half against the head of the bed, then brought the white porridge and said:

"Take some, some herbs are added to the porridge. Although the taste is a bit strange, the blood replenishment effect is very good."

"Yes." The girl seemed to want to take the porridge bowl, but her trembling hands were even harder to lift them up. Feng Xue sighed and simply fed them spoon by spoon, while inquiring without any concealment:

"I won't ask what your name is. At least tell me what force you are hunted down and whether you have been followed here."

"All killed." The girl coldly highlighted the four words, then thought for a while, and said, "It should."

"Can't we say what force?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows lightly, but the girl shook her head:

"There is no power, it's just a united alliance of enemies."

"Enemy family, are they still united?" Feng Xue thrust the corner of her mouth. Apart from those supermodels, you little girl, you will never be over fifteen years old, right? You also have enemies together? By the way, how many enemies are you? Well, wait? I am fifteen years old, and I am invincible in the martial arts world at the age of twelve? That's all right.

Feng Xue shook her head, but she accepted this setting in her heart. Seeing that the porridge bowl in her hand was bottomed out, she put down the bowl and said, "I'm still safe here, so you can stay here for the time being. As for the medical fee, I will calculate it after you recover."

Feng Xue said, picking up the dining plate, bowl and spoon, and walking towards the door, but the moment he pushed open the door, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind—

"My surname is Yu, you can call me Xiaoyu."
Chapter completed!