The Village Doctress

This phoenix Yu Fei was passed on to him by his mother, but he couldn't draw the dagger at all.

The mother once said that Feng Yufei could not be drawn out without meeting his destined master.

At the time, he was unbelieving.

Did not tell his subordinates.

His subordinates only knew that he had a treasure, but had never seen it unsheathed.

However, the ghost sent him away, and he blurted out and let Duan Mucheng take the dagger out for her ...

Let her try it out again, and he ... was really dizzy.

Anyway, if she can't pull it out, she says she's too weak, so don't use this dagger first.

Huang Fujin was annoyed that he had made trouble for himself, but he heard a slap.

A powerful mysterious murderous envelops the little girl, spins and lingers, and hides.

"It's really sharp!" Lin Gospel looked at the dagger in surprise with two vivid winged phoenixes engraved on the sword. The two phoenixes seemed to be lingering.

Looking at the blade, thin as a cicada, her eyes almost burst into tears.

If Lin Gospel was surprised, Huang Fujin who was lying in bed was shocked, and the shocked jaw almost dropped.

There was only one voice in his mind, she pulled it out, she pulled it out!

What does this mean?

She is the destiny master of Phoenix Yufei?

how can that be?

She is just the daughter of a Zhuanghu family, even if the foreign family may be a great Confucian or a famous minister, after all, she is now the daughter of the Zhuanghu family ...

But if it wasn't what he thought, why did he just let her use the Phoenix to fly to flesh when he was just dizzy?

"Master? Are you ... okay?" Duanmucheng didn't know about it, and saw that the owner of his family was not in the right mood, and asked anxiously.

"Me? It's okay!" Huang Fujin lowered his eyes. When Lin Gospel looked, his face returned to calm.

Lin Gospel looked at such a sharp dagger, thinking about whether to sterilize spirits, but then she said, "Mr. Duanmu, please bring out a pot of spirits."

"Ah?" Duanmu Cheng said, I don't know what she was going to do with spirits. Is this girl afraid?

He groaned and looked at Lin Gospel. "Girl, our wine is too strong. You are a girl's house, afraid that you will get drunk when you take a sip. What should my family do?"

Gospel Lin heard him, and couldn't help laughing, tilted Duanmu into a glance, and smiled, "You just bring wine."

Duanmucheng is not assured.

After Huang Fujin's gaze passed, Duanmu made a good voice.

"In the future, if you have skin trauma, you can use spirits to clean the wound." Lin Gospel said more.

The corner of Huang Fujin's lips slightly hooked, so it is.

It's good to do so, she reminded his subordinates, so she is concerned about him or his subordinates?

Suddenly there was a sense of joy in his heart. Just now, he thought she was brave with wine ...

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Duanmucheng naturally thanked him. After he had brought a sac of spirits, Lin Gospel poured the spirits on the dagger first.

Then fell on both hands and rubbed.

Duanmucheng's eyes widened, he looked at him with a stun, and said in his heart: Nan's medicine is really a bit of a doorway ...

Then walked to Huang Fujin with the wine pouch, "It will be spicy when you wait, you can bear it."

Huang Fujin's eyes were so deep that he fixed her glance and then nodded.

Liquor dipped into the wound, and Huang Fujin pursed her lips tightly, enduring cold sweat in her forehead.

This painful and spicy feeling is really unbearable.

Gospel Lin took the opportunity to squat down at Huang Fujin's wound and carefully cut his red and swollen teeth with a dagger ...

The time of a column of incense was finally cleared, and Lin Gou was sweating heavily.

"Mr. Duanmu, please bring me the medicine powder, and then bring me the white cotton yarn cooked outside, and you come in with a basin, you can't touch it with your hands." Lin Gou squatted on the ground for a long time, his legs were soft .

"Okay." Duanmucheng was troublesome regardless of her rules, first helped her to get the medicine powder, then turned and went out.

Huang Fujin was sweating with the same patience, and the moment Lin Goshen stopped, he felt that he had returned from the gate of the gate.

Gospel Lin really admired the man this time. Without the effect of anesthesia, he could bear the pain of flesh in the weak health, not only did he not hum, nor did his legs shake.

With this perseverance, this man must be a hero!

"You really pay attention to treating injuries." Huang Fujin wanted to talk about trouble, but he turned his tongue and changed to pay attention.

Gospel Lin heard what he said, looked up at her, and explained lightly: "To treat skin trauma is to be clean, you will get better faster. Since I treat you, I can't help but cure Right? "

Is the treatment of trauma just to be clean?

Huang Fujin's mind moved quickly.

Where they were wounded, the soldiers were torn open and wrapped around the rags of their bodies or the dead. It doesn't matter what is clean or not, so many even slightly injured soldiers died somehow ...

"It seems that you are very confident in curing my injury, then I can rest assured!" Huang Fujin glanced at her and saw that she frowned and gave him medicine, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, "If you didn't cure me, I have become a bitch, do you know the price you pay? "

When Huang Fujin said this, he was as bland as asking the weather today, but with the shaking of Lin Gospel's hand, the powder was not evenly spread.

Yeah, a man like Huang Fujin is like an ant in front of him.

Even if she solved his poison and healed his wounds, if he became disabled, all her efforts would be wiped out.

He or his subordinates would still kill her.

Who told her that she was just a villager with no power or power?

Killing her is as worthless as killing a chicken and a duck.

This abominable black man!

"I understand that I will heal you and I will not make your leg disabled." Although Lin Gou gritted his teeth, his voice was stable, and then the wind turned, "But I cannot guarantee that no scars will be left."

"Oh ..." Huang Fujin had been observing her face, and she changed a lot of expressions in the meantime. He felt very interesting, and she laughed heavily when she said that she could not guarantee the scar.

"You?" Lin Gossip said, trying to ask him what he laughed, but he didn't ask.

Huang Fujin saw her fear, and slowly said, "What is the scar of a manly husband afraid of scarring? As long as you guarantee that I am not disabled, I will definitely repay you!"