There were only two injuries on Ouyang Feiyu's body, but they were both deep.
One is on the shoulder blade, the other is on the chest, and there is a dagger stuck in the chest.
The position of the knife blade was very dangerous, if it was a little bit off, it would directly stab the heart, and Ouyang Feiyu would be killed on the spot, and he would not survive to come here.
Mu Ziling didn't know what method this person used to drag Yue Linglong for so long, but she knew that he was risking his life to help them restrain Yue Linglong.
Ouyang Feiyu got hurt like this to help them, Mu Ziling naturally wouldn't be stingy, she took out all the good medicine for healing: "We owe you this time, don't worry, we won't let you die."
She was talking about us, not me.
A certain man behind her, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pan, finally calmed down so that he was ashamed.
But in the next second, his face turned black again, so dark that juice could be squeezed out.
"Be patient, you'll be fine soon." While talking, Mu Ziling used scissors to cut the fabric next to Ouyang Feiyu's wound, and then opened it.
Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling's cautious hands that were saving lives and healing the wounded.
For just a few seconds, he couldn't stand it anymore, he dragged her aside, and picked up the bottles and cans next to her.
Although he doesn't know medical skills, how can he say that he also came out of the bloodbath battlefield. What kind of injury has he not dealt with
He is also quite familiar with these wound medicines and hemostatic medicines, oh, and the disinfectant that his little girl must use before treating the wound.
Besides, his little girl's medical skills are so good, and he has been with her for so long, and he has been more or less affected by his ears and eyes, so it is still embarrassing to deal with this kind of wound.
It's just that his handling is not as slow and light as the little woman in his family, but focused and serious.
but—
Before Mu Ziling could react, Long Xiaoyu had already poured all those bottles and cans onto Ouyang Feiyu's wound, his movements were crisp and quick, without delay.
Ouyang Feiyu's half-opened and half-covered eyelids gradually widened, showing a sluggish posture that would kill him in minutes: "No... don't bother to pray to the king, little fox, come... help me... go up medicine… "
His voice was very thin and weak, and Mu Ziling couldn't hear it clearly.
Long Xiaoyu, who heard clearly, turned a deaf ear and ignored it.
After pouring the medicine, he raised his eyes: "What's next?"
This inquiry seemed to be just a formality, not asking for advice at all.
Ouyang Feiyu was terrified, afraid that this ruthless person would take his life away.
Mu Ziling stared dumbfounded, not knowing whether to stop it or not.
But the medicine was all poured out for him, and it was too late to stop her, so she could only say: "You can draw the dagger—"
Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, there was only a "puchi".
Without blinking, Long Xiaoyu pulled out the dagger from Ouyang Feiyu's chest.
Very fast, very ruthless.
A moment of pain!
Ouyang Feiyu wailed in pain twice and then fell silent.
Mu Ziling was taken aback, and quickly used the star system to detect it.
Fortunately, just passed out.
That's right, whoever is done like this, even if they don't faint from pain, they will faint from anger.
The blood from the wound on Ouyang Feiyu's chest had just stopped, but because he pulled out the dagger, another large flow of blood gushed out like money.
Long Xiaoyu took the bottle of hemostatic medicine that Mu Ziling had just brought out, and poured it neatly, and the blood stopped instantly.
Seeing this, Mu Ziling felt inexplicably distressed.
She didn't feel sorry for Ouyang Feiyu who was "tortured" to the point of fainting, but her medicine.
You know, her medicines are all carefully selected, refined, priceless top grade, one bottle is enough for a long time, but her family's prodigal evildoer just poured it like this, and poured it dry It's clean.
The stingy man in her family is too arrogant when he uses medicine.
Mu Ziling sighed deeply depressed, she said that in the future, she would resolutely not let this prodigal evildoer get involved, it would be too costly.
Just when Mu Ziling was sighing, Long Xiaoyu looked at her again, and didn't even bother to ask.
Mu Ziling silently took out the gauze and handed it to him: "Just wrap this up." This is no faster than applying medicine and drawing a knife, she instructed: "Wrap the gauze carefully, slow down, don't get him wounds—”
Similarly, this time she still couldn't finish her words, but Long Xiaoyu had already done it.
Mu Ziling didn't see clearly what he did. When she saw clearly, Ouyang Feiyu had already been entangled into half a mummy.
Mu Ziling was dumbfounded again.
She couldn't deal with this kind of wound within two or three minutes, but her evildoer was good, and it was finished in less than two minutes.
Of course, it's all thanks to Ouyang Feiyu's hard life, and his life is not ordinary.
At this moment, he woke up again, but except for a pair of eyes, almost his entire upper body was wrapped in gauze, and he couldn't move or speak.
There were words in his wide-eyed eyes, full of complaints and resentment, bitter and bitter words.
Mu Ziling, who felt guilty for her evil family, turned her face away silently.
At this moment, Long Xiaoyu suddenly turned his head, and his eyes burst into a certain direction.
"What's wrong?" Mu Ziling followed his gaze, but saw nothing.
Long Xiaoyu looked away, took out a brocade handkerchief, dipped it in disinfectant, wiped her hands, one finger at a time carefully: "Wait for me here, don't run around."
Mu Ziling frowned: "Is there something going on over there?"
"En." Long Xiaoyu pulled her away from Ouyang Feiyu, took off her robe and spread it on the floor, and told her to sit down: "I'll go and see, you just wait here, don't pay attention to him."
The one who used 'a lot' of high-grade medicine has recovered a little bit of strength at this moment, he was angry and groaned: 'Ruthless, shameless and heartless! '
To be honest, Mu Ziling didn't want to talk to Ouyang Feiyu at this moment, because she couldn't protect herself.
But she also wondered, after so long, the panic and heart palpitations that the devil baby brought her before had never reappeared.
It stands to reason that it is a good thing to be safe and sound, but I am afraid that this is the calm before the storm.
After watching Long Xiaoyu leave, Mu Ziling looked at Ouyang Feiyu, Hu asked: "After you were discovered by Yue Linglong, did she react too aggressively?" Otherwise, he shouldn't be hurt.
"Woooooo..." Ouyang Feiyu was unable to speak with gauze wrapped around his mouth.
Mu Ziling walked over and used scissors to cut him a hole where he could speak.
His mouth was open, Ouyang Feiyu didn't complain, he didn't have bitter hatred, he asked directly: "Little fox, tell me the truth, what kind of threat does that woman pose to you?"
Long Xiaoyu's medicines were not wasted in vain. Although Ouyang Feiyu was still weak at the moment, his spirit had recovered quite a bit, and he could speak quickly.
(end of this chapter)