It's no wonder that Cheng Ying has such doubts. The treatment method Song Qingshu said is too appalling. It actually needs to crush the legs first...
With the medical level of this world, the shock of the two women at this time is probably similar to that when Cao Cao heard Hua Tuo wanted to open his skull for ventilation.
The more important point is that although Lu Wushuang is a little lame now, her left foot can barely support her walking. If her leg bone is crushed and she cannot be reattached, she will become completely disabled. Whether she will be able to stand up in the future will depend Is the unknown really worth taking such a big risk
"Miss Cheng thinks Song looks like a lunatic?" Song Qingshu just looked at her like that.
"Of course not." Cheng Ying quickly replied, and then added in her heart, "Although he doesn't look like a lunatic, he looks like a frivolous libertine."
"Since I'm not a lunatic, why would I do something I'm not sure about?" Song Qingshu smiled, then looked at Lu Wushuang, "Whether you want to be cured, Miss Lu, please think about it carefully, and then come to me when you think about it, but it's best Hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Lu's residence for a few days." After speaking, he got up and planned to leave.
"Wait!" Before he took the first step, Lu Wushuang stopped him, "Don't think about it, just do it now, I am willing to receive treatment."
"Cousin." Cheng Ying held her hand with a worried expression on his face.
Lu Wushuang smiled sadly: "Cousin, instead of being crippled for the rest of your life, you might as well take a chance. Even if you fail in the end, it won't be too bad."
Song Qing's writing revealed a strange color. It was really unexpected that she could have such an open-minded heart.
Cheng Ying also knew that the lame leg had become a knot in the cousin's heart, seeing that she had made up her mind, she stopped persuading her, and instead bowed to Song Qingshu: "Then I will trouble you, my lord."
Song Qingshu nodded, wrung out the towel in the basin and handed it to Lu Wushuang: "Bite this, it will hurt later."
Lu Wushuang changed her usual behavior this time, instead of confronting him, she obediently put the towel in her mouth, but she was a little girl after all, and when she thought that her leg was about to be broken, she turned pale and turned around. She turned around and hugged Cheng Ying tightly, only her cousin could give her a sense of security at this time.
Cheng Ying hurriedly hugged her in his arms, felt her slightly trembling body, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Song Qingshu held Lu Wushuang's clean and well-proportioned calf, stroked the delicate skin on it, found her childhood injury again, squeezed it violently, and with a click, her leg bone broke again.
"Ah~" Lu Wushuang screamed, sat up straight suddenly, and pushed with both hands, so strong that Cheng Ying was caught off guard by her and pushed down on the bed...
Lu Wushuang's pretty face was full of pain, and because her mouth was open, the towel in her mouth fell down unconsciously.
Song Qingshu frowned. He had to break the crooked bones completely before he could stand up again. Now he has only started the first step, and there will be a few more painful ones. Now Lu Wushuang has no towel in his mouth. If you bite your tongue later, that will be terrible.
But since he has already started, he must continue in one go. If he stops halfway, not only will the healing effect not be achieved, but it will be counterproductive.
The second wave of severe pain came from the injured leg. Lu Wushuang, who was already in a semi-conscious state, didn't realize that the towel had fallen, and just wanted to dissolve all the pain in his body on the towel in his mouth, and bit it hard go down.
At the moment of lightning, Song Qingshu didn't have time to think of other ways. He raised his arm and stuffed his left hand into her mouth. But he didn't say anything, his right hand methodically began to thump, slap, or touch her wound... It flew up and down very quickly, leaving only afterimages, as if there were countless hands there.
At this time, Lu Wushuang gradually came to his senses, and realized that it was Song Qingshu's hand that he was biting. He was ashamed and angry for a while, after all, no girl with a yellow flower would like a strange man to put his hand in her mouth.
Just when she was about to reprimand Song Qingshu for taking advantage of her, she was stunned by the faint taste of blood coming from her mouth. Recalling everything that happened just now, knowing that he was out of good intentions, the anger in her heart suddenly turned into incomparable guilt. He looked at the man in front of him with complicated eyes.
At this moment, Song Qingshu didn't have time to take care of her, all his attention was on treating her leg, breaking up the broken bones and then reassembling them. It required a clear understanding of the acupoints, meridians and tissue structure of the human body, as well as extreme concentration. A little mistake and you will fall short.
Although the pain kept coming, Lu Wushuang couldn't bear to bite it anymore. Fortunately, Cheng Ying had already reacted at this time, picked up the towel from her mouth and replaced Song Qingshu's hand.
Looking at the deep teeth marks and blood oozing out of it, Cheng Ying gave her cousin a reproachful look, which made Lu Wushuang ashamed and ashamed.
"My lord, let me bandage you first." Cheng Ying took out a handkerchief from his pocket, worried about disturbing Song Qingshu, and asked tentatively.
"En." Song Qingshu replied casually, his attention still on Lu Wushuang's legs.
Cheng Ying was filled with admiration. First, he admired his martial arts. The effect of using one hand was better than that of other ten hands. Taohua Island's Lanhua Fuxue Hand and Luoying Excalibur Palm were already extremely exquisite hand skills. But compared with his method, it is like heaven and earth; but what she admires more is the broad mind of the other party. The things that happened between him and Lu Wushuang before were not pleasant. Injured, she didn't hesitate to get hurt to protect her.
"It seems that I really misunderstood him before. He can be famous all over the world, but how can he really be that kind of slutty person?" Cheng Ying gently tied a small bow, thinking so in her heart.
As if there were eyes growing on the back, Song Qingshu retracted his left hand as soon as the wound was bandaged, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out a jet black liquid that was as thick as ink.
A strong medicinal fragrance spread out, and Cheng Ying was both surprised and delighted. Could this be the legendary Heiyu Intermittent Ointment, the holy medicine for healing in the Western Regions
When the Black Jade Ointment was applied evenly on the calves, a sense of coolness spread over Lu Wu's legs, and her frowning eyebrows could not help but relax slightly.
Song Qingshu swung his hands, wrapped her legs layer by layer, and at the same time fixed her calf completely with the prepared wooden plank.
After he finally stopped, Cheng Ying happily asked: "My lord, are you all right?"
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "How could it be so easy, now only the bones have been straightened, but Miss Lu's leg has been lame for more than ten years, and some meridians have already shrunk and blocked, and it needs a master's internal force to get through, but if you don't grasp it properly, it will hurt you. Completely destroy her meridians. Looking around the world, I am afraid that only the positive and peaceful finger force of the Yiyang finger can be just right."
Cheng Ying exclaimed: "But the Southern Emperor Duan is thousands of miles away now, what can we do..."
Seeing her nervousness, Song Qingshu laughed: "Nandi is not the only one who will point to one Yang in this world." After speaking, he ignored her, stretched out his fingers, and touched various acupuncture points on Lu Wushuang's legs.
As Huang Yaoshi's closed disciple, Cheng Ying's knowledge is extraordinary, seeing that he stretched out his fingers smoothly and retracted his arms gracefully, he touched more than a dozen big acupoints on Lu Wushuang's legs, and actually used more than a dozen different techniques. Every move is grand and open, each with its own style, it is really something I have never seen or heard, I just saw Cheng Ying dazzled, her red lips were slightly parted, thinking that she had seen Wu Santong use a yang finger before, faintly Jojo has a similar shadow, but it is exquisite and fantastic, the two are incomparable.
When she was staring at it in a daze, she suddenly heard Song Qingshu say: "Wipe my sweat for me."
"Ah?" Cheng Ying had a strange expression on his face, thinking that wiping his sweat for him was too intimate.
"Is there a problem?" General Cheng Ying didn't move, Song Qingshu asked doubtfully, he came from a later life, and he was used to doctors asking nurses to wipe sweat during operations, but he didn't expect to cause such a big trouble to Cheng Ying.
"I...I'll wipe it for you." Lu Wushuang saw that his head was steaming, obviously exhausting his energy, and the sweat on his forehead was about to slip into his eyes, his heart throbbed, he was moved and distressed.
"Let me do it." Lu Wushuang endured such great pain just now, and now his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, his clothes had already been soaked in sweat and he was exhausted, how could Cheng Ying let her do it.
But when she reached for the handkerchief in her bosom, she was stunned. It turned out that her handkerchief had been used to bandage Song Qingshu's wound just now.
As if seeing her embarrassment, Lu Wushuang said weakly: "Use... use mine." As he spoke, he handed over his handkerchief.
Seeing the mandarin ducks on the handkerchief, Cheng Ying couldn't help but blushed. Using this handkerchief to wipe a man's sweat was a bit...
Her own handkerchief and Lu Wushuang's happened to be a pair, and it was originally a token of love that Li Mochou gave to Lu Zhanyuan. Later when Li Mochou came to Lujiazhuang to seek revenge, Lu Liding split the handkerchief into two halves and gave Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang half a piece, hoping that Li Mochou would let the two of them go because of the handkerchief.
This half handkerchief is very meaningful to the two women, so they always carry it with them, subconsciously planning to give it to their lover in the future.
As a result, half of the sheet is bandaged on Song Qingshu's wound, and the other half is used to wipe his sweat...
However, he noticed that Song Qingshu's forehead was sweating more and more, almost soaking into his eyes, Cheng Ying couldn't care about that much anymore, so he had to wipe it off for him.
Lu Wushuang on the side looked envious: My cousin is more beautiful than me, and her martial arts are better than me. Now even the movements of wiping sweat are so elegant and gentle, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it in my life...
Lu Wushuang could only feel warm and warm qi coming from his legs and spreading in all directions in his body. The pain just now relieved a lot. Once he relaxed, he couldn't hold on any longer. Hei then fainted.
Because he was worried about disturbing Song Qingshu, Cheng Ying was carefully wiping the sweat off his forehead, but he didn't notice that Lu Wushuang behind him fell in her direction, and suddenly there was an extra weight on his body, Cheng Ying was caught off guard and lost his center of gravity. The two women fell into Song Qingshu's arms together.
Realizing what happened, Cheng Ying flushed with shame. It turned out that her whole face was directly pressed between Song Qingshu's legs, and Lu Wushuang was just on her back, making it impossible for her to get up for a while.