Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Mu Qing and Mu Jie looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

When the woman saw it, she angrily smashed the basket in her hand on the ground, stomped on the broken eggs several times, and then turned and left.

Inside the tent in the military area.

After looking at Marshal Wen's leg injury, Ji Yue muttered: "It's not that this can't be cured, it's just that the leg has to be broken again before it can be straightened again."

"What?"

General You was stunned, "This...can I interrupt you one more time?"

The legs were not fully recovered yet, so they had to be broken again. How painful it would be!

Ji Yue glanced at him and whispered: "If you do it according to my method, it will work!"

"Then..." General You hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then, let the Marshal's leg injury be left to the miracle doctor!"

Compared to being a cripple for the rest of his life, what does the pain of breaking his leg again mean?

At this moment, Lu Yuan and Beiming walked in through the curtain.

As soon as Lu Yuan entered the door, he asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

Jiyue nodded, "There is Panxia's medicine, it can cure it!"

"Yes!" Lu Yuan responded lightly, and then added: "Take good care."

"This... miraculous doctor, how long will it take for the handsome man's legs to feel better?"

General You asked cautiously again.

Jiyue replied without raising her head: "It won't take long, it will take about a month or so to recover."

"Really?" General You was delighted.

Jiyue narrowed her eyes slightly and said in an unkind tone: "Are you doubting my medical skills?"

Not to mention the medicine Gu Panxia gave him, even if he didn't have it, he could still heal the leg. It was just a matter of time.

General You heard this and waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Don't misunderstand me, the miracle doctor!"

Ji Yue snorted coldly and said, "Have someone boil a bucket of hot water, and prepare some clean cloth belts and a pot of shochu."

After General You said yes, he hurriedly walked out of the tent and asked someone to get things ready.

The soldiers worked very efficiently, and within a short time, someone had already brought hot water, cloth belts, and soju.

Jiyue took out a medicine bottle, poured some medicine powder into hot water, stirred it evenly with something, and then set the hot water aside to dry.

When the water temperature was about the same, he asked General You to soak Marshal Wen's legs in the bucket.

General You checked the water temperature with his hand and found that the water temperature was still very high, but it would not burn anyone. Then he carefully put Marshal Wen's injured legs in.

After waiting for two quarters of an hour, Ji Yue asked him to take Marshal Wen's legs out of the barrel again.

Marshal Wen has been trapped in the mountains for the past few months. Although the bandits did not let him die, he was so thin that he was almost only skin and bones. Jiyue could hold one of his legs with one hand.

"Miracle doctor, couldn't you have... broken it off with your hands?"

General You looked at Jiyue with a horrified look on his face, thinking: What if he misses and breaks the bones in other places?

How could Jiyue fail to see his concern?

He smiled and said: "General You, please rest assured. Although I have only lived for more than 20 years, I have been practicing medicine for more than ten years. I will not just prescribe medicine for a disease that I am not sure about."

General You was immediately embarrassed when his thoughts were revealed. He was a miracle doctor, but he always doubted his medical skills. It was indeed a bit bad.