He Xi looked up and pulled someone over and said, "Come here and hold him down. Don't let him move no matter what!"
The soldier who was pointed at was startled and repeated in confusion: "Me? Me?"
Ouyang Haoxuan chuckled and said, "Xiyue, you don't need anyone to hold me down. I won't move. I can still endure this little pain."
He Xi raised his eyelids and sneered at him, "Okay, you said that. Since you are so patient and don't care about your arm being chopped off, then I think there is no need for anesthesia. Just endure the process of suturing the meridians of the broken arm. If you dare to move during this period, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ouyang Haoxuan was stunned, but He Xi did not give him a chance to regret. Countless silver needles suddenly appeared in his hand.
Some of these silver needles are ordinary acupuncture needles, and some are suture needles with catgut.
She had a cold expression and asked the soldier to hold Ouyang Haoxuan's arm and place it about five centimeters away from the wound.
The soldier trembled as he grasped the cold, bloody arm. Seeing He Xi continuously giving Ouyang Haoxuan acupuncture, he could not help but tremble as he asked, "Sir... what are you doing?"
"Shut up! Take it!" In fact, He Xi was a little angry. Ouyang Haoxuan's reckless fighting style would eventually cost him his life, but she also knew that Ouyang Haoxuan needed to vent now, otherwise he would become a pervert.
He Xi only said four words, and then all preparations were ready.
The next moment, everyone, yes, everyone, including Chen Guang, the 100,000 Zhenwei Army, Cai Jie and others, all had their eyes attracted by He Xi, staring at her every move, they almost wanted to wipe their eyes, doubting whether what they saw was real.
Hexi has a pair of beautiful hands that are as smooth and slender as if carved from white jade.
At this moment, the hands were dancing quickly like white butterflies flying through flowers, and as they danced, lines of goat gut crisscrossed and intertwined.
These needles and threads have been treated with special drugs and soaked in spiritual springs. They have special toughness and can be integrated into the human body after suturing without causing any harm.
The silver needle flashing with cold light pierced in and out of the meridian of Ouyang Haoxuan's broken arm, and then led to the wound on the arm held by the soldier, and also pierced in and out from the meridian.
After just a cup of tea, Ouyang Haoxuan's face was covered with sweat, his complexion was pale, and the clothes on his back were all soaked with sweat.
That was not the pain of flesh being cut, but the real pain of meridians being sutured.
However, no one cared whether he was in pain or not. Even Chen Guang's attention was attracted by He Xi's every move and he could not pay attention to anything else.
Seeing that all the meridians were connected by catgut thread, He Xi suddenly withdrew his hand.
I saw the arm suddenly separated from the soldier's hand, hit the wound of the broken arm heavily, and connected together perfectly.
Ouyang Haoxuan finally couldn't help but let out a groan.
He Xi's hands did not stop moving. He quickly picked up another threading needle and quickly sewed a circle on the outer layer of skin and flesh.
When the last knot cut off the thread, a drop of sweat dripped from Hexi's forehead, sticking to her long eyelashes and trying not to fall off.
Before she could wipe it with her sleeves, a pair of warm hands holding a silk handkerchief reached out to gently wipe her sweaty forehead and eyelashes stained with sweat. (To be continued)