Jin Qiao'er didn't feel surprised when she heard Mo Lingxuan's confident words. Now, if there are any capable people in the world who say such words, she may not take it seriously, but Mo Lingxuan is different. Once she says such words, then she I must believe that she has this ability.
Mo Lingxuan had actually observed the birthmark on her face. In fact, it wasn't a birthmark, but rather like poisoning.
Because she was born with it, naturally others would think it was a birthmark, and Mo Lingxuan had heard that Jin Qiao'er's mother used to be a master cultivator, but because of her pregnancy, her body gradually became weaker. .
People would believe these nonsense words, but Mo Lingxuan wouldn't believe them at all. Besides, Jin Wanguan probably made a lot of enemies when he created wealth in the past, so it was easy for people to take revenge. explained.
Jin Qiaoer has now regarded Mo Lingxuan as her life-saving straw, so even if she has only a little hope, she will try it, so when Mo Lingxuan said this to Jin Qiaoer, she did not hesitate:
"As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter what it is."
"Aren't you afraid of the pain of cutting bones?"
Mo Lingxuan looked at her after she spoke so firmly, and she stopped talking nonsense and asked directly. In fact, she did not just ask her to scare her, because the meat where Jin Qiaoer was poisoned had already rotted. Ling Xuan didn't want to do this at first, although in the modern era, in order to become a qualified agent, she had to be in direct contact with any profession, and at least she had to learn some skills.
Anesthesia can be used for surgery. Mo Lingxuan has already refined it, but now she remembered that her surgery was performed on her eyes. In order to prevent accidents, she could not use anesthesia for her. First, she had to consider her eyes, and secondly, just in case. A little accidental damage to her nerves would be equivalent to killing her directly.
But I don't know if she can bear it as a woman without anesthesia.
As soon as Jin Qiaoer heard what she said that she needed to scrape her bones and cut her flesh, her face turned pale. After thinking about it, she nodded and agreed. Seeing her like this, Mo Lingxuan didn't have much to say. Say more.
Immediately, he took out the scalpel that Yuan'er had made in the past few days, and had him bring a bowl of wine and a clean cup.
After everything was ready, Mo Lingxuan began to pour the wine into the glass and lit a flame. The alcohol ignited immediately when it met the fire, and Mo Lingxuan's scalpel was placed on the fire to sterilize it.
In ancient times, this aspect was not as developed as modern times, so we had to do a simple disinfection.
Seeing Mo Lingxuan's skilled movements, Jin Qiao'er was extremely surprised. Mo Lingxuan didn't care about her surprise, and then let her lie down.
Fortunately, the birthmark on Jin Qiao'er's face was not in her hair, just between her eyebrows and her forehead. Jin Qiao'er lay down obediently when she heard it.
Mo Lingxuan then took a wooden stick and wrapped it twice with cotton cloth. Mo Lingxuan handed it to her, and Jin Qiaoer was a little puzzled when she took it.
"It's going to be a little painful, so just in case you get overwhelmed, you can try to bite the stick."
Mo Lingxuan looked at her after thinking about it.
"Should I tie you up?"