The Evil King and Medical Goddess Wife: Whose Hand Covers the World

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17. No doctor, I'll save

"If there is hatred, not a gentleman. If you want to avenge, go and report it. There is a lady who will support you." Gu Qianxue said solemnly.

The two finally couldn't help but look up at Gu Qianxue. Their eyes were so strange that they were astonished as if they saw a monster.

When talking, the outsiders came in with wooden barrels and placed them in the side room.

"What's wrong, don't wash?" Gu Qianxue smiled.

The voice hadn't fallen yet, just listening to the puff, Yulian fell to the ground.

"Sister, sister!" Yu Cui cried anxiously.

Gu Qianxue immediately stepped forward to check, but found that Yulian was very hot and pale. "Have a fever?"

Yu Cui began to knock again, "Miss, the slave-servant begs you, save your sister, as long as you save your sister, the slave-servant will do the cattle and horse for you.

"What do I want you to do?" Gu Qianxue quickly checked Yulian's body, and he took the time to cry back.

Soon, the cause was found, it turned out to be a wound infection on Yulian's back.

The wound is not large, but it is extremely deep, and can be described as a skin opening. On such a deep wound, no trace of the drug could be found, only some grass dust.

The wound has not been treated for a long time and has begun to rot, with a faint smell.

"Who hit this?" Gu Qianxue was angry, and it was arguable.

Without Yulian’s obstruction, Yucui can finally talk without scruples, “It’s Ms. Liu, Ms. Liu always finds fault and beats us, and deducts our monthly money. We don’t have any money, and we can’t hire a doctor. "..." said, crying with a whine.

"Don't cry, this hatred, we must report it." Somehow, Gu Qianxue actually got into the drama and felt that she became a real deity. Someone who bullied her, she would never give up.

Yulian was hot all over, and the injury could no longer be delayed.

Gu Qianxue stretched out his arms to hold the jade lotus sideways. When he was a doctor in modern times, she often had to lift people. She had greater arm strength than the average woman. Fortunately, the unrepentant deity also had a good body and picked up the thin jade lotus. Not strenuous.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Yu Cui wondered.

Gu Qianxue took Yulian to the back room, and put it on the bed in her bedroom.

"Miss, it doesn't make any sense. The slaves are dirty. How can they lie on your bed?" Yu Cui exclaimed.

Gu Qianxue shook his head, "In front of life, there is no good or cheap, and besides, you are my maids, not outsiders."

"Miss?" Yu Cui was shocked.

"What's the matter?" While answering, Gu Qianxue took off Yulian's clothes and checked the wound.

"Are you... are you really a lady? Why did the slave-in-law think you changed yourself?" Yu Cui said the question that he had never dared to say.

Gu Qianxue walked to the vanity mirror. In memory, there is a makeup knife, brand new and extremely sharp. "Then do you like me now, or do you miss me?"

"Of course it's you now!" Yu Cui hurriedly answered, and found herself rude, and changed her tongue. "The former and the current lady, slave-servants like it, but...I like the current lady more."

Gu Qianxue smiled, "That's all right, go get the liquor in the warehouse and go quickly."

"Yes." Yu Cui took the order and ran out immediately.

Gu Qianxue was not idle. He took a wet towel and carefully wiped around the wound.

Yulian has already entered a deep coma, and even if she frequently touches the wound, Yulian has not been sober.

In a few moments, the spirits were brought in, and Gu Qianxue disinfected the makeup knife with the spirits.

Yu Cui stood nervously, "Miss, my sister, she... is it all right?"

After disinfection, Gu Qianxue did not hesitate to cut off the rotten flesh of the Yulian wound, and the wound oozes out blood again. Gu Qianxue pressed several points around the wound and sprinkled the previously prepared gold sore powder on the wound.

The wound is too big, too much blood, the fans of gold sore medicine can't help.

"Damn it!" Gu Qianxue cursed in a low voice, "Go get the sewing box."

Yu Cui was taken aback, what did he do with the sewing box at this time? She doesn't believe that Miss is embroidering at this time.