"You didn't say it was just a little too much!"
After speaking, a bottle was smashed with a snap.
The cold voice made him not know what to say, and now Mo Lingxuan was angry, so he couldn't say anything more, so he had to keep his mouth shut.
Mo Lingxuan couldn't help frowning when she saw the wound on his body: "There is no internal injury, after the trauma has been disinfected, it must be sutured with a needle, and it seems that I accidentally broke the anesthetic just now, so dear devil. Lord Zun can only endure the pain!"
After speaking, Mo Lingxuan started to fiddle with the ghost doctor's bottles and then frowned and said:
"These things seem to be missing something, I think I still need to get some herbal compresses!"
Hearing her say this, Situ Wuyou is also about to cry without tears. Among the three worlds, the herbs used by ghost doctors are all magical medicines, and they are all extremely complete. How can there be few! But now, since she said less, it is less!
"Xuan'er is what she says!"
Now he had no choice but to be obedient, but what she met now was Mo Lingxuan, a little girl who could be coaxed into the past with just a few sweet words.
Mo Lingxuan immediately took out some herbs such as hemostasis from the ring, and then began to smash it, then wiped and disinfected the blood on his body!
"Heh, isn't Lord Demon Lord very capable? Why won't this wound heal by itself?"
Obviously, it's impossible for her to lose her breath at once, not to mention that she just hid her breath to prevent her from discovering what was on her body, and even her blood was deliberately cleaned up. I really don't know how this girl is so refined.
Mo Lingxuan felt revengeful, and after cleaning it up, she started sewing with a needle. Without anesthesia, it was not uncomfortable to sew with such a dense stitch, although it didn't have the pain of Jin Qiao'er's bone scraping!
But once again, the Lord Demon Lord doesn't take it seriously at all, but he is still staring at Mo Lingxuan in a leisurely manner!
Seeing his expression of being extremely indifferent and even enjoying himself, Mo Lingxuan immediately felt a sense of frustration!
This guy is quite good at pretending, hum, although Mo Lingxuan didn't see any discomfort in his expression, but looking at the cold sweat behind him, Mo Lingxuan knew that he was forcing it.
Mo Lingxuan glared at him, then put the needle and thread in her hand into a bowl. The bowl was filled with some herbs that she had just tinkered with. After Mo Lingxuan soaked the thread for a while, she continued to sew. When he got up, this time there was no more pain than before. Situ Wuyou knew which herbs contained a little anesthetic.
The people guarding outside couldn't help but be stunned when they heard what was going on in the room, alas! What should I say, is their monarch degenerate, how can they be obsessed with women. If Situ Wuyou knew about this idea, it would be a frenzy without even thinking about it. If he really thought he was a monk, it would become impossible!
However, Jiang Yu was still following Luo Wei outside the boat at the moment. After coming up from the sea, Luo Wei had been sitting there.
"Hey, I said that the two of you have been sitting here for so long that no one is allowed to work! It's been three or four hours, and I have used up most of my stamina!" The boatman angrily pointed to his boat Luo Jin, who did not give way to the rudder, and Jiang Yu, who was next to her, couldn't help talking.