Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Injured so badly, but still able to threaten her with a knife in his hand, this man's perseverance and endurance are really too strong!

Wen Qingyue glanced at the medicine box next to him.

It can be seen that the driver has tried his best to bandage him, but the technique is too clumsy, not only useless, but also exacerbated the man's bleeding.

"Sir, you also counted as saving me once. I saved your life, and I will repay your kindness." She said slowly, taking off the little coat on her body. It solidified, but it was still visible that the wound was deep.

Under her slender and thick eyelashes, there was a little pride in her bright eyes.

He is the head of the Fu family in the entire capital's leading enterprise, and he has always been the only one standing on the top of the clouds and looking down on all sentient beings.

Now he was cut off from life and death by a little girl who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

In that little girl's arrogant tone, there was a feeling of "letting you take advantage"!

Under the slightly dim light inside the car, she looked into his eyes without fear. Her dark eyes were clear and clean, so even though her face was covered with blood, she still made people feel pure and clean, like a handful of jumping and surging Qingquan.

And the wounds on her body were not shallow, especially the knife she personally stabbed in her leg in order to stay awake.

The force was not light, enough to keep her awake due to the pain, but it didn't hurt the vital tendons!

it looks.

Not only does she have a medical background, but she also has the endurance of a little girl beyond her age.

Because the coat was taken off, the broken sleeves she was wearing underneath were exposed. Like the other clothes on her body, they had been washed and could no longer see their original color.

But the nobility exuding from her body made the clothes, which were so simple and shabby, have a touch of elegance and nobility.

Fu Han's eyes darkened slightly, and he put down the dagger.

He must be crazy!

He actually believed that such a little girl of unknown origin could save him.

Even if she really grew up in a medical family, the wound on his body is so deep that he must have stitches and surgery as soon as possible and a blood transfusion, otherwise he will definitely die!

But under her smiling eyes.

He said slowly in a deep voice: "There are basic medicines in the medicine box, you can use them as you like."

As soon as the words fell, two slender and soft white fingers rested on his wrists, and as the fingertips pressed gently, the eyelashes of her closed eyes trembled slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a moonlight in his eyes, "Sir, I can only protect your life from the bleeding from the wound. If you want to cure the poison on your body, there will be a different price."

poison?

What poison?

"The wound is poisonous?" Fu Han's eyes paused heavily.

"No. The toxins accumulated in your body should be at least seven years old."

Hearing this, the corners of Fu Han's lips curled up into a mocking smile, he really thought she had something, it seemed like she was just a quack doctor pretending to be a ghost!

But the next moment, his eyes trembled violently at what she said next!

"This is a chronic poison. When you attack, you will feel fatigued, cold sweat, splitting headache, and violent rage. The interval between attacks will be shorter. Ordinary doctors can't even discover the existence of this poison, even if they have some basic skills. , and it is easy to be misdiagnosed as another disease by the symptoms of this poison when it occurs."

She paused, the corners of her lips slightly raised:

"It's easy to be misdiagnosed as cold syndrome. However, treating it according to the method of treating cold syndrome will not only have no effect, but will also speed up the onset time of the poison."

Few people know that he suffers from cold syndrome!

The prescription prescribed by the doctor to treat the cold syndrome is not only ineffective, but also makes the disease that once occurred once every three to five months become once a month, or even shorter!

It turned out that it was poisoned?

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, sir. I will help you save your life first. As long as you come to me before the poison enters your heart, I can cure you."

After all, a silver needle landed on his acupuncture point steadily and quickly!

The pain from the wound eased slightly, and as she placed a silver needle into the hole, she picked up the small scissors, cut off all the bandages wrapped around his body, and cut off the fabric next to his wound.

The hideous and terrifying wound was suddenly exposed in the air!

Wen Qingyue's fingers tightened slightly.

Each of these wounds is extremely deep, and it can be seen that the other party is directly rushing to kill him!

She moved steadily and quickly, and was very skilled in treating wounds, but the medicines in the car were too limited, so she could only do simple wound treatment and bandaging.

After protecting his heart veins with silver needles, her gentle little hands pressed on his acupuncture points.

No!

The bleeding from the wound still couldn't stop.

Need more professional sewing tools!

But the surrounding area is dead and silent, with barren mountains and wild mountains, and there are no street lights, let alone hospitals or clinics.

There is only one place for this amount of oil to go!

She took a deep breath, and treated her wound as quickly as possible, then pressed the acupuncture point with a silver needle, accelerated the dispersal of the drug in her body, and sat in the driver's seat again.

"Where are you going?" Fu Han's voice became weaker and weaker, but there was still a domineering arrogance.

"Go back, the nearest clinic is the one in the village." Wen Qingyue said, stepping on the gas pedal.

She drives very fast.

But unexpectedly very stable.

Fu Han looked at her hands grabbing the steering wheel, his eyes were even more dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his deep eyes.

"Your acupuncture points are not like normal human body acupuncture points." Fu Han looked at her back.

Wen Qingyue paused slightly.

It turns out that the acupuncture points in this world are different from those in the Empowerment Continent?

Her fingers tightened nervously.

No way……

Don't tell her that the medical talent she is so proud of doesn't work in this world!

"Then how do you feel?" Her tone was not as calm as before, but a little more nervous.

On the contrary, there was a bit of uneasiness and embarrassment that a girl of this age should have.

Under the soft and concerned question, it swept across the man's heart like a feather.

"Much better."

Seeing the little girl let out a sigh of relief, he smiled softly.

The voice, which was originally as pleasant as the sound of a cello, became even more seductive in this chuckle.

Mixed with the tremor of the air, Wen Qingyue felt a slight tingling feeling spread to her fingertips instantly when it knocked into her ears.

This strange feeling made her move her fingers unnaturally.

"You go back now, aren't you afraid that the traffickers will catch you?"

"It's dark under the lights. They decided that I had already run out, and they would definitely follow the surrounding roads to find my trace. The village is the safest place."

This little guy is really interesting.

Sure enough, as she said, the whole village was silent, and even the driver disappeared.

She drove the car to a smooth stop on the side of the road, and found a tree to cover the car, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble when the group of people came back to see the car.

Then he opened the back door of the car, supported the man, and walked to the small clinic in the village by memory.

Most of his body was resting on her thin shoulders. He was so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind, but his eyes were firm and unusual. As he walked, he softly comforted him:

"Sir, it will be here soon, bear with it, and the pain will soon be gone."