The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When Xiao Qifeng wanted to work on the royal doctors, a voice that did not meet the matter suddenly sounded.

The doctors who were already ready to accept the anger of Xiao Qifeng heard the old voice and looked subconsciously.

The person with a gray hair, the body is very messy, at a glance, I know that it is anxious to come over.

Xiao Qifeng saw the eyes of the coming person: "It is you."

The old man looked at Xiao Qifeng and his brow was slightly wrinkled. This emperor, when he saw him last time, was not that serious, how now...

"Can you ask for your help? What can I pay for it?" Xiao Qifeng looked at the old man, as if he had seen the last straw.

The old man looked at Xiao Qifeng with a glance, and his heart was a bit weird. He didn't look like this younger brother.

"I don't want you to say that I will save him. Although I don't like you, I don't want him to die if he saves the morning boy and the face of the girl." The old man snorted. Said the opening.

The old man walked over to the bed and looked at Xiao Yutian on the bed. His brow was slightly wrinkled and turned to look at the doctors behind him.

"Which of you is the best in medicine, come help." If it wasn't for the anxious coming, he wouldn't bring someone to come and wouldn't find these quacks to help.

Two of them came out of the crowd. Both of them were a little older, but the medical skills were really good. However, when they faced the old man, their medical skills were blinded by the black man.

The old man nodded and glanced at the rest of the people: "Let them all go out."

Xiao Qifeng looked at the rest of the people, without him saying more, people have already gone out.

Xiao Qifeng did not go out but stood on the side, watching the old man commanding people to prepare hot water, and some necessary medicines.

There was a lit candle at the bedside.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qifeng couldn't help but frown, and wondered what he wanted to do.

When Xiao Qifeng was curious, he saw the black man taking out a jar of spirits and pour some of the wounds in Xiao Yutian. Xiao Qifeng clearly saw that Xiao Yutian’s body had a moment of stiffness.

The black old man opened the box with him, took out a few knives inside, put it on the fire and baked it for a while, then took out a few silver needles and placed them on several places on him.

After doing everything, the black old man started to work, but he used a knife to make Xiao Yutian's wounds bigger. If it wasn't for Xiao Qifeng, it was saving people. He couldn't help but stop now.

It took nearly half an hour, and the old man held the arrow with a strange clip and threw it on the tray on one side.

"Pull it out..."

"That's great." The two doctors were a little excited. Just pull out the arrow and there is no problem. It's just that the wound is so big, I'm afraid it will take a long time to get it up. The two think about it.

However, what they did not respond to was that the black old man did not bandage. Instead, he took the needle thread and sealed the wounds of Xiao Yitian’s two-three-finger width, like sewing clothes, and the **** wounds stopped. It is.

The old man was bandaging the wounds of Xiao Yutian with wounds and gauze, which made him greatly relieved.

"Well, don't get water on the wounds, it's okay to raise more." The old man wiped the sweat from his face and said.

Xiao Qifeng walked over in the first step and looked at the old man eagerly: "Really? Is it really okay?"

"Well, it's okay, I can't eat something that is too greasy for the time being. If I make up the body, I will get some blood for him to eat. Otherwise, when he wakes up, the wound will start to heal after eating." The old man ordered. Nodded, staring at Xiao Qifeng in front of him, his wrist was buckled in the hands of Xiao Qifeng.

Xiao Qifeng was shocked and wanted to break his hand out, but he found that his strength was not as big as the old man.

The black old man frowned tightly, carefully after the pulse, looked up at Xiao Qifeng: "Follow me."