Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Will you help me? Or not? If you don't help me, I will do it myself."
Hearing this, Luo Heng frowned: "Are you serious?"
"Seriously, do you think I'm joking?" She looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that too? Those doctors and alchemists said that he has no hope and can only lie in bed for the rest of his life. In that case, if you really want him to get better, why don't you believe me for once?"
Seeing Feng Jiu's serious expression, Luo Heng thought for a moment, then stepped forward and took off Chen Dao's shirt, then asked, "Do you want to take off your pants?"
"No need for pants, just pull his trousers down a bit." Fengjiu took off her boots and walked onto the bed, pointing, "Flip his body halfway over and hold him up."
"Oh." Luo Heng could only do as he was told. He half-supported the shirtless Chen Dao, facing outward, and let him sleep on his side. After a long while, he didn't wake up, so he asked, "What did you do to him?"
"I just got a shot. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Fengjiu half squatted down, holding Chen Dao's arm as he lay on his side with one hand, and carefully feeling his spine with the other hand. From top to bottom, her hand came to his lumbar spine and she felt that it was dislocated. It was precisely because of the dislocation of the lumbar spine that Chen Dao collapsed.
"How is it?" Luo Heng asked when he saw that he had been touching it for a long time but there was no other movement.
"I need surgery." She said slowly: "In addition to the dislocation of the lumbar vertebrae, there are also broken bones inside. They need to be cleaned out." As she said that, she jumped off the bed, put on her boots and went out.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Wait a moment, I'll go get a basin of clean water." Fengjiu said without turning her head, and left the bedroom, went into the bathroom to get a basin of clean water, and then prepared the things she needed, and then returned to the bedroom.
"Let him lie flat on his back, and you come and help me." Fengjiu instructed, taking out knives and tweezers of different sizes as well as silver needles and medicine.
Luo Heng looked at the sharp knives that were shining with cold light and shuddered: "What do you want to do?"
"Didn't I just say that? His injury is in the lumbar spine. He can only recover after surgery to straighten the bones and clean up the broken bones."
She said without raising her head, and after washing her hands, she instructed: "Don't make a fuss when I operate the knife. If I sweat, remember to wipe my sweat with a clean cloth. Don't let my sweat get on the wound. Also, when I ask you to stop the bleeding, you must use the tweezers over here to hold these clean gauze to stop the bleeding. Don't ask any more questions."
“But, but, can you, can you do it? With these big and small knives, will he, will he…” He didn’t dare to say the word death, he just felt a little nervous looking at this situation.
"Don't worry, this kind of operation is just a piece of cake for me, it's no big deal." As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something and went outside again, coming back after a while.
"What are you going to do again?" Luo Heng asked.
"In case anyone disturbs you, I'll set up a barrier again. Okay, let's get started!" At this time, she took off her dusty outer clothes, and only wore clean inner clothes before performing surgery on Chen Dao.
Luo Heng, who was standing by, didn't dare to interrupt, and just concentrated on doing what Feng Jiu had told him to do. At this moment, he had forgotten that he was an alchemist, so why was he listening to the orders of a chores disciple? And even helping a chores disciple