Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 34
She didn't deliberately soften her voice, it was actually dictated by school teaching and future professional habits. For patients, this must be the case.

Ling Junxing didn't accept her love, and said indifferently: "But it's just a crack."

Qin Luoyu didn't mind his attitude either, and started working immediately.

Her stitching movements are extremely skillful, the stitches are regular and fine, and the needle thread is smooth and gentle. It doesn't seem like she is stitching up a wound, but it looks like she is embroidering, and everyone around her is amazed.

In this era, many doctors in the folk can only read, hear and ask, and they don't know how to suture at all.

However, it is rare for a military doctor who is good at suturing to be as precise and meticulous as Qin Luoyu.

When the wound was finally treated, the clothes on Ling Junxing's back were soaked.

Qin Luoyu himself was sweating profusely, and he looked at Ling Junxing with a little more admiration.

In the absence of anesthesia, such a large wound was sutured, not only did he not grunt, he didn't even shake, which is really amazing.

The fire outside the Linguang Hall was already getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature inside the hall rose several degrees, and Qin Luoyu's cheeks were flushed with heat.

She raised her sleeves to wipe off her sweat, took out the hemostatic ointment she had brought from the Great Qin Palace from the medicine bag, picked some up with her fingers, and carefully applied it to Ling Junxing's wound.

The girl's fingers were warm and cool, and her movements were extremely gentle. When stroking the wound, it was like a very light and soft little brush. The slightly crisp tingling sensation surpassed the pain.

Ling Junxing gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up."

"You can't apply this ointment too quickly, it has to be spread evenly."

Qin Luoyu's movements were still unhurried.Ling Junxing tightly pursed his lips.

Finally finished painting, and then instructed: "Your Highness's wound must be well maintained, and this arm must not be strained. The medicine needs to be applied every three days. After ten to fifteen days, the suture can be removed. "

After finishing speaking, she packed up the medicine bag and turned to Lingwu: "Your Majesty, I finished reading it for him, can I show it to you now?"

Ling Wu closed his eyes and leaned weakly against the wall, his face paler than before.Hearing Qin Luoyu's words, he slightly opened his eyes and nodded weakly.

Qin Luoyu gently lifted his robe, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but secretly startled.

The wound on Lingwu's abdomen was extremely deep, and it hurt internal organs, with symptoms of massive bleeding.

In such a situation, complicated rescue operations were required immediately. Firstly, an extremely complete surgical environment was required, and secondly, it required the cooperation of several doctors and nurses, which Qin Luoyu could not complete alone.

Looking up at Lord Shangling's questioning gaze, Qin Luoyu shook his head lightly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be hurt so badly. I... can't save him."

This is really beyond help.

Ling Junxing was sad for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you say that there is a hemostatic medicine?"

Qin Luoyu explained: "The emperor's wound is internal bleeding, and those medicines are only applied externally, which will not help at all."

Zhan Shaogang on the side became anxious: "Didn't you just say that you can save it? Why did you say that you can't save it without even trying it? You must not want to save it!!!"

Qin Luoyu was a little helpless, "It's really not what you think..."

"Okay." Ling Wu shook his hand, "You all stand down, I have a few words to say to Jun Xing."

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, and all retreated far away.

Ling Wu leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, as if something invisible had strangled his lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe.

(End of this chapter)