This phoenix Yu Fei was passed down to him by his mother, but he couldn't draw this dagger at all.
My mother once said that it is impossible for Fenghuang Yufei to be drawn out without meeting his destined master.
At the time, he didn't believe it.
Nor did he tell his subordinates.
His subordinates only knew that he had a handful of treasures, but they had never seen the treasures unsheathed.
However, by accident, he blurted out and asked Duan Mucheng to take out the dagger for her to use...
Let her take it out to try again, he... is really dizzy.
Forget it, if she can't pull it out, it's because she's too weak, so don't use this dagger for now.
Huangfu Jin was annoyed that she had caused trouble for herself, but she heard a "chuckle".
A powerful and mysterious murderous aura enveloped the little girl, lingering around for a while, and then she hid herself.
"It's really sharp!" Lin Fufu looked at the dagger in his hand in surprise. There were two lifelike phoenixes with wings engraved on the knife. The two phoenixes touched each other, as if they were extremely lingering.
Looking at the blade again, it was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the sharp cold light almost made tears flow from her eyes.
If Lin Fufu was surprised, then Huangfu Jin, who was lying on the bed, was shocked, his jaw almost dropped.
There was only one voice in his head, she pulled it out, she pulled it out!
What does this mean
Is she the destiny master of Fenghuang Yufei
How can this be
She is just a daughter of a peasant family, even if her family may be a great Confucian or a famous official, but now she is already the daughter of a peasant family...
But if it wasn't what he thought, why did he let her use Phoenix Yufei to gouge out the flesh just now when he lost his mind
"Master? Are you... all right?" Duanmucheng didn't know what to do, and seeing his master's expression was not right, he asked worriedly.
"Me? It's okay!" Huangfu Jin lowered her eyes, and when Lin Fufu looked over, her face returned to calm.
Looking at such a sharp dagger, Lin Fufu was thinking whether to disinfect it with spirits, but then she said: "Mr. Duanmu, please bring out a jug of spirits."
"Ah?" Duanmucheng groaned, wondering what she was going to do with the spirits, could it be that this girl was afraid and she had to drink to strengthen her courage before she could do it
He pondered for a moment, then looked at Lin Fufu, "Girl, our wine is too strong, you are a girl, I'm afraid you'll get drunk after just one sip, so what will my father do?"
Hearing what he said, Lin Fufu couldn't help laughing, he squinted at Duanmu Cheng, and said with a smile, "You just bring the wine."
Duanmucheng was still worried.
After Huangfu Jin's wink passed, Duanmu Chengdao said "Yes".
"In the future, if you suffer from skin trauma, you can use strong wine to wash the wound." Lin Fufu said one more thing.
The corners of Huangfu Jin's lips curled up slightly, so it was so.
It's good to do so, so she reminded his subordinates, so she is caring about him or his subordinates
A sense of joy suddenly surged in his heart, even just now, he also thought that she used wine to boost her courage...
Duanmucheng naturally thanked him, and when he brought a bag of spirits, Lin Fufu poured the spirits on the dagger first.
Then he poured it on his hands and rubbed it.
Duanmucheng stared wide-eyed, stared blankly, and said in his heart: The medical skills of the southerners are really good...
Then he took the wine bag and walked to Huangfu Jin's side, "It's going to be spicy, bear with it."
Huangfu Jinfeng's eyes were deep, and he fixed a glance at her, then nodded.
The strong wine soaked into the wound, Huangfu Jin pressed her lips tightly, holding back the cold sweat dripping from her forehead.
This painful and hot feeling is really unbearable.
Lin Fufu took the opportunity to squat down on Huangfu Jin's wound and carefully cut the red and swollen fleshy teeth with a dagger...
After a stick of incense, it was finally cleaned up, and Lin Fufu was also sweating profusely from exhaustion.
"Mr. Duanmu, please bring me the medicine powder, and then bring me the white cotton yarn that has been boiled outside. You can come in with the basin and don't touch it with your hands." Lin Fufu squatted on the ground for a long time, his legs were limp .
"Okay." Duanmucheng didn't care about her troublesome rules, first helped her get the medicine powder, then turned and went out.
Huangfu Jin was also sweating profusely. The moment Lin Fufu stopped, he felt that he had come back from the gate of hell.
Lin Fufu really admired this man this time. Without the effect of anesthesia, he endured the pain of gouging out the flesh under his weak body. Not only did he not snort, but his legs didn't shake.
With this kind of endurance, this man must be a hero!
"You are really particular about treating injuries." Huangfu Jin wanted to say troublesome, but his tongue turned and changed to being exquisite.
Lin Fufu heard the meaning of his words, looked up at her, and then explained lightly: "The treatment of skin trauma is to clean it, so that you will recover faster. Since I have treated you, I have to cure you. Bar?"
To treat trauma is to be clean
Huangfu Jin's heart skipped a beat, and his mind turned quickly.
In their place, when the soldiers were injured, they would casually tear off the cloth from themselves or the dead and bandage them hastily. It doesn't matter what is clean or not, so many soldiers who were even slightly injured died inexplicably...
"It seems that you are very sure about curing my injury, so I can rest assured!" Huangfu Jin glanced at her, saw her apply the medicine to him with lowered eyebrows, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "If you don't cure me, I became a lame, you know the price you have to pay, right?"
When Huangfu Jin said this, it was as flat as asking how the weather is today, but when Lin Fufu applied the medicine with a shaking hand, the powder was not spread evenly.
That's right, for a man like Huangfu Jin, she is like an ant in front of him.
Even if she undoes the poison in him and heals his wounds, if he becomes disabled, all her efforts will be in vain.
He or his subordinates would still kill her.
Who told her that she was just a village girl with no power
Killing her is as insignificant as killing a chicken or a duck.
This hateful black-bellied man!
"I understand, I will definitely cure you and not make your legs disabled." Although Lin Fufu gritted his teeth, his voice was steady, and then he changed the tone, "But I can't guarantee that there will be no scars."
"Heh..." Huangfu Jin had been observing her face, and saw that she had changed a lot of expressions in the past few breaths. He felt amused in his heart, and after hearing her words that there was no guarantee of leaving a scar, he laughed heavily.
"You?" Lin Fufu felt uneasy, and wanted to ask him why he was laughing, but he didn't ask.
Huangfu Jin saw her fear, and slowly said: "What is a man afraid of leaving scars? As long as you guarantee that I am not disabled, then I will definitely repay you well!"