Miracle Doctor, Wild Empress: Genius Summoner

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In the dark night, Yun Sheng's eyes flashed with excitement and joy.

Xiaohe's unintentional move made her burst of inspiration and remembered the last ingredient she lacked in the hemostatic agent.

After she was pleasantly surprised, she picked up Xiaohei and didn't go home. She hurried to the Fa Temple.

The Fa Temple sometimes has patients at night, so the doors of the Fa Temple have always been closed at night.

At this time, Yang Damo should also go to sleep.

Yun Sheng returned to the pharmacy, set the pine oil lamp to the darkest, took out the hemostatic agent puree that had been grinded earlier, and carefully added the dew collected in the drug field into the puree.

The herbal system of Promise Continent advocates the power of nature, and a drop of water and a leaf can sometimes play an unexpected role.

After Yelu was added to the puree, the color of the hemostatic agent had a subtle change, and the smell emitted was almost the same as what Yunsheng had seen in the drug store earlier.

"It's done," Yun Sheng lowered the volume.

But immediately, she realized a problem.

The hemostatic agent was successful, but who should she look for?

According to Yunsheng's inclusive medical knowledge of the East and West, a new drug must be clinically tested before it can be truly applied to people.

In the village, only the hunters can use the hemostatic agent when they go up the mountain to hunt, but because the price of the hemostatic agent is too high, most hunters are reluctant to use the hemostatic agent. They will only find the magician of the temple to treat it for free, or use the soil. Method, apply hemostatic flowers.

As a result, no one in Jiaoye Village has ever seen the true role of hemostatic flowers, and no one knows whether Yunsheng's hemostatic agent is a successful hemostatic agent.

"Go to the town to find a special warrior to experiment?" Yun Sheng was embarrassed.

Just when she was embarrassed, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling in the courtyard.

Could it be that at this time, someone really came to the hospital for treatment.

Yun Sheng slipped into the Fa Temple secretly, and if it was discovered by the yin-yang monster Yang Da, it would be terrible.

Yun Sheng quickly blew out the pine oil lamp, held his breath, and crept to the door.

Calm has been restored in the courtyard.

The little black in Yun Sheng's arms barked suddenly outside, and Yun Sheng covered his nose and mouth.

"Low-key, we are thieves," Yun Sheng was not angry.

Xiao Hei uttered an extremely innocent voice, and whispered twice.

At this time, Yun Sheng also smelled a seemingly odor.

The smell is very special, like the smell of blood.

"Poison," Yun Sheng was alert and someone was poisoned.

She opened the covert door, and found a dark shadow creeping on the ground in the courtyard.

Ye Beiming!

Yun Sheng recognized the motionless person in the dark at a glance, the night Beiming who had not seen for many days.

Yun Sheng hurried forward, trying to turn Ye Beiming over.

She was about to step forward, a stern light flashed, Ye Beiming bowed up, his left hand was pressed down under his abdomen, black blood poured out of his fingertips, and a sword was held in his hand.

As alert as he is, even though his consciousness is unclear, his body is still on alert. If someone is close, he will reflexively respond.

"The surname is night, scary, and scary," Yun Sheng lowered the volume, scolding fiercely.

Hearing Yunsheng's violently corrupted voice, Ye Beiming's body shook violently, and the sword in his hand hung down, his mouth dripping with a smile, "Little Wild Cat, it's you."

Only when the voice fell, he could not support it and fell to the ground.

He was badly injured and his clothes were all covered with blood. I don’t know what kind of will he insisted on reaching the temple of law.

Considering that the pharmacy was not too concealed, Yunsheng united with Xiaohei, only half-pulled, and dragged him back to Ye Beiming's own room.

Ye Beiming's room is very simple. Apart from a few books, there are only a bed and a table with a kettle.

Yun Sheng lit up the oil lamp and took out various treatment tools carried on his body.

Under the light, Ye Beiming's face was already full of poisonous color, and the lips of his calling mouth had turned black.

The heaviest wound in his body was on his waist. Looking at the wound, it should have been attacked by some highly toxic Warcraft.

Didn’t you say try it? It seems that it seems to be desperate.

Yun Sheng scolded, took out the scalpel, and cut through the blood-stained clothes.

Ye Beiming was eating pain, but he did not hum out.

"The dead duck's mouth is hard, see how long you can bear it," Yun Sheng glanced at the wound and decided to scrape the carrion off the wound before sucking the toxin out.

She thought badly, or she would have to give this guy an anesthetic, and he deserved to hurt him.

This is just to think about it. Excessive pain may sometimes have undesirable consequences.

Yun Sheng took out the acupuncture needles with mandolin juice and put a needle at several points under Ye Beiming's abdomen. The anesthetics quickly worked, which can both relieve pain and help slow down the bleeding of the wound. Happening.

Yun Sheng took out the scalpel and quickly cut off the necrotic muscle on Ye Beiming's wound.

After cleaning up most of the carrion, Ye Beiming's wound finally showed fresh flesh.

"Further down is to clear the poisonous blood," Yun Sheng leaned over and sucked the poisonous blood from Ye Beiming's body. As long as the poisonous blood was cleaned up, it would be fine.

She just took a sip, and there was a chill on her neck. Looking up, Ye Beiming was already awake.

His complexion was much better than before. Only then, he felt a tingling itch in his severely wounded abdomen, and a strange feeling that couldn't be said came up.

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he spent a lot of energy. Under a faint scent, he soon realized that Yun Sheng was leaning under him.

Ye Beiming was a few years older than Yunsheng. Because of his background, he had a better understanding of men and women than ordinary people.

It was at this time that Yun Sheng raised his face. Although Yun Sheng's face could not be seen, a scene was drawn in Ye Beiming's mind.

"You! You are dead, the wound is poisonous," Ye Beiming for a moment, I do not know what to do.

Hey, it really is a wicked physique. The mandolin anesthetic that can numb a cow is used on him for only half a quarter of an hour.

Yun Sheng scolded, and his mouth was not angry. "Poison is spread through the blood, and it can't die," she said. She leaned over and sucked some poisonous blood for Ye Beiming.

Blood spread, what is that?

Ye Bei was stunned for a while, and didn't understand what Yun Sheng was talking about.

Until the blood was all sucked up, Yunsheng took another bottle of newly developed hemostatic agent and poured most of the bottle on Ye Beiming's body.

"Okay, for a few days, I will avoid water, spicy food and meat, can't use force, calm down, and cook some anti-inflammatory herbs," Yun Sheng yawned, looking outside, it's been three more, and I won't go back , I am afraid that Yun Canghai will come out to find someone.

Ye Beiming lowered his head and looked at his almost perfect bandage. He looked strange. When he was about to ask, his expression suddenly changed, his arm stretched out, and he took Yun Sheng's body onto the bed, and the quilt lifted her. Everyone was pressed down. In the dark night, Yun Sheng's eyes flashed with excitement and joy.

Xiaohe's unintentional move made her burst of inspiration and remembered the last ingredient she lacked in the hemostatic agent.

After she was pleasantly surprised, she picked up Xiaohei and didn't go home. She hurried to the Fa Temple.

The Fa Temple sometimes has patients at night, so the doors of the Fa Temple have always been closed at night.

At this time, Yang Damo should also go to sleep.

Yun Sheng returned to the pharmacy, set the pine oil lamp to the darkest position, took out the hemostatic puree that had been grinded earlier, and carefully added the dew collected in the medicinal field to the puree.

The herbal system of Promise Continent advocates the power of nature, and a drop of water and a leaf can sometimes play an unexpected role.

After Yelu was added to the puree, the color of the hemostatic agent had a subtle change, and the smell emitted was almost the same as what Yunsheng had seen in the drug store earlier.

"It's done," Yun Sheng lowered the volume.

But immediately, she realized a problem.

The hemostatic agent was successful, but who should she look for?

According to Yunsheng's inclusive medical knowledge of the East and West, a new drug must be clinically tested before it can be truly applied to people.

In the village, only the hunters can use the hemostatic agent when they go up the mountain to hunt, but because the price of the hemostatic agent is too high, most hunters are reluctant to use the hemostatic agent. They will only find the magician of the temple to treat it for free, or use the soil. Method, apply hemostatic flowers.

As a result, no one in Jiaoye Village has ever seen the true role of hemostatic flowers, and no one knows whether Yunsheng's hemostatic agent is a successful hemostatic agent.

"Go to the town to find a special warrior to experiment?" Yun Sheng was embarrassed.

Just when she was embarrassed, a muffled sound of heavy objects fell from the courtyard.

Could it be that at this time, someone really came to the hospital for treatment.

Yun Sheng slipped into the Fa Temple secretly, and if it was discovered by the yin-yang monster Yang Da, it would be terrible.

Yun Sheng quickly blew out the pine oil lamp, held his breath, and crept to the door.

Calm has been restored in the courtyard.

The little black in Yun Sheng's arms barked suddenly outside, and Yun Sheng covered his nose and mouth.

"Low-key, we are thieves," Yun Sheng was not angry.

Xiao Hei uttered an extremely innocent voice, and whispered twice.

At this time, Yun Sheng also smelled a seemingly odor.

The smell is very special, like the smell of blood.

"Poison," Yun Sheng was alert and someone was poisoned.

She opened the covert door, and found a dark shadow creeping on the ground in the courtyard.

Ye Beiming!

Yun Sheng recognized the motionless person in the dark at a glance, the night Beiming who had not seen for many days.

Yun Sheng hurried forward, trying to turn Ye Beiming over.

She was about to step forward, a stern light flashed, Ye Beiming bowed up, his left hand was pressed down under his abdomen, black blood poured out of his fingertips, and a sword was held in his hand.

As alert as he is, even though his consciousness is unclear, his body is still on alert. If someone is close, he will reflexively respond.

"The surname is night, scary, and scary," Yun Sheng lowered the volume, scolding fiercely.

Hearing Yunsheng's violently corrupted voice, Ye Beiming's body shook violently, and the sword in his hand hung down, his mouth dripping with a smile, "Little Wild Cat, it's you."

Only when the words fell, he could not support it, and fell to the ground.

He was badly injured and his clothes were all covered with blood. I don’t know what kind of will he insisted on reaching the temple of law.

Considering that the pharmacy was not too concealed, Yunsheng united with Xiaohei, only half-pulled, and dragged him back to Ye Beiming's own room.

Ye Beiming's room is very simple. Apart from a few books, there are only a bed and a table with a kettle.

Yun Sheng lit up the oil lamp and took out various treatment tools carried on his body.

Under the light, Ye Beiming's face was already full of poisonous color, and the lips of his calling mouth had turned black.

The heaviest wound in his body was on his waist. Looking at the wound, it should have been attacked by some highly toxic Warcraft.

Didn’t you say try it? It seems that it seems to be desperate.

Yun Sheng scolded, took out the scalpel, and cut through the blood-stained clothes.

Ye Beiming was eating pain, but he did not hum out.

"The dead duck's mouth is hard, see how long you can bear it," Yun Sheng glanced at the wound and decided to scrape the carrion off the wound before sucking the toxin out.

She thought badly, or she would have to give this guy an anesthetic, and he deserved to hurt him.

This is just to think about it. Excessive pain may sometimes have undesirable consequences.

Yun Sheng took out the acupuncture needles with mandolin juice and put a needle at several points under Ye Beiming's abdomen. The anesthetics quickly worked, which can both relieve pain and help slow down the bleeding of the wound. Happening.

Yun Sheng took out the scalpel and quickly cut off the necrotic muscle on Ye Beiming's wound.

After cleaning up most of the carrion, Ye Beiming's wound finally showed fresh flesh.

"Further down is to clear the poisonous blood," Yun Sheng leaned over and sucked the poisonous blood from Ye Beiming's body. As long as the poisonous blood was cleaned up, it would be fine.

She just took a sip, and there was a chill on her neck. Looking up, Ye Beiming was already awake.

His complexion was much better than before. Only then, he felt a tingling itch in his severely wounded abdomen, and a strange feeling that couldn't be said came up.

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he spent a lot of energy. Under a faint scent, he soon realized that Yun Sheng was leaning under him.

Ye Beiming was a few years older than Yunsheng. Because of his background, he had a better understanding of men and women than ordinary people.

It was at this time that Yun Sheng raised his face. Although Yun Sheng's face could not be seen, a scene was drawn in Ye Beiming's mind.

"You! You are dead, the wound is poisonous," Ye Beiming for a moment, I do not know what to do.

Hey, it really is a wicked physique. The mandolin anesthetic that can numb a cow is used on him for only half a quarter of an hour.

Yun Sheng scolded, and his mouth was not angry. "Poison is spread through the blood, and it can't die," she said. She leaned over and sucked some poisonous blood for Ye Beiming.

Blood spread, what is that?

Ye Bei was stunned for a while, and didn't understand what Yun Sheng was talking about.

Until the blood was all sucked up, Yunsheng took another bottle of newly developed hemostatic agent and poured most of the bottle on Ye Beiming's body.

"Okay, for a few days, I will avoid water, spicy food and meat, can't use force, calm down, and cook some anti-inflammatory herbs," Yun Sheng yawned, looking outside, it's been three more, and I won't go back , I am afraid that Yun Canghai will come out to find someone.

Ye Beiming lowered his head and looked at his almost perfect bandage. He looked strange. When he was about to ask, his expression suddenly changed, his arm stretched out, and he took Yun Sheng's body onto the bed, and the quilt lifted her. Everyone was pressed down.