I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 92 Mission Progress
"Go out for a while," Mu Qingyi said.

Gu Ye was puzzled, "Why?"

Mu Qingyi pointed to the wound on the young master's chest and said: "The wound is not small and needs to be stitched up. My father's unique suture technique is not easy for outsiders to see."

Gu Ye was embarrassed, and Feng San was even more sour. It is absolutely impossible for him to leave the young master's side and leave a person who doesn't know the details to do whatever he wants with the unconscious young master.

Seeing that they were not moving, Mu Qingyi shrugged, "It doesn't matter if you don't sew it up, you can put some medicine on it." After speaking, she turned around and left.

Suturing the wound can make the wound heal better and faster, and reduce the chance of infection, which is of course no harm to the patient.

However, it can also grow well without sewing, but it takes longer and is more likely to be infected. If you are not careful, you might even lose your life.

Hehe, she has tried her best.

Gu Ye wanted to stop Mu Qingyi, but was blocked by Feng San. After Mu Qingyi walked out of the main room, Feng San said, "Gu Ye, this girl is weird."

"What's so weird?" Gu Ye was puzzled.

"It's good, you suddenly asked us to go out, there must be some conspiracy." Feng San glanced at the unconscious young master, thinking that this girl must have taken a fancy to the young master, deliberately creating a chance for the two of them to be alone. Lost reputation, let the young master take responsibility, hmph!With him, Feng San, don't even think about it.

Mu Qingyi walked out of the main room, thinking in her heart that she had to find a blacksmith to forge a set of tools, otherwise every time she encountered such a wounded person, she would have to be shunned to treat it, which was not a long-term solution.The things in the consulting room are not easy to see, so she asked the blacksmith to make a head office, so that the things have a provenance, and she is not afraid of anyone who will check her secretly.As for things like sutures, they can be used as long as they can be used, and they can be replaced with other threads when they can't be used. It's not a big deal.

Thinking of this, she had an idea in her mind, and at the same time she was curious about what reward would be behind door number three?

At this time, the progress of the task has reached 4/5, and there is only one short, one short.

Thinking about it wildly, the man had already reached the door of the woodshed and stopped.

The firewood room door was closed, but unlocked and unguarded.

Pushing open the door, the two drowsy beggar teenagers immediately revived when they saw her.The little boy got up from the ground, still holding the steamed bun that had eaten two bites in his hand, "Sister!" He leaned in front of the girl and raised his hand holding the steamed bun, "Sister, are you hungry? I left the steamed bun for you." you."

The 15-year-old boy caught a glimpse of the dark fingerprints on the steamed buns in his younger brother's hand, frowned, and thought to himself, how can he eat it if you scratch it so dirty?Are you a beggar like us?
The result left him dumbfounded.

The girl didn't hesitate at all, she took the steamed bun that the boy handed her openly, smiled, broke off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, and gave the rest back to the boy: "I'm not hungry yet, this is enough. You eat the rest."

The boy was very happy. My sister ate the steamed buns he gave, and my sister didn't dislike him at all.

"Okay, you go and watch outside the door. I will sew up your brother's wound and don't let anyone in. It will be fine in a while."

The boy nodded seriously, "Well, I will keep it."

The boy went out and closed the door behind him.

Mu Qingyi took out the silver needle and walked over to the young man who was sitting on the ground, "The stitches will be very painful, you should sleep for a while, the pain will be gone when you sleep."

"I don't—" The young man wanted to say that he was not afraid of pain, but before he finished speaking, his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know anything.

(End of this chapter)