Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 196 Stitching
"Sew it up?"

Under the light, Ji Ange looked at the naked girl standing in front of her in astonishment, thinking that there must be something wrong with her ears.

It was pitiful for her to hear such a terrible request for the first time when she grew up, but the next moment Ji Ange looked at the girl in front of her with narrowed eyes, thinking that this person must be joking.

The women in the deep palace compound would have to be comforted by the nanny for a long time if their fingers were pricked by needles, and the grandmother's heart and soul would be distressed for a long time until the skin was scratched.

This person wants to use a needle to sew up her flesh?
"Are you joking?" Ji Ange pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "Your Highness, this is not good..."

But the next moment, the girl in front of her smiled, looked at her while examining the wound and shook her head with a smile, "There's nothing to laugh about."

Ji Ange stiffened.

Ying Baoyue waved to the little girl in front of her, "Come on, you need to choose long and thin needles, silver needles are the best, do you have white wine in your yard? The stronger the better, soak the cotton thread in it, wait for the wine You can use it once it’s done, right…”

Listening to the girl in front of him explaining everything in detail, Ji Ange's hairs grew straight on his back, "Are you serious? Do you really want to..."

Do you really want her to stitch the wound?On this woman's body?

Ji Ange didn't realize that her voice was trembling.

Ying Baoyue, who was checking the wound, was startled, and raised her head to look at the girl whose eyes were shaking.

It seems to scare her?
"Don't worry," Ji Ange looked at the person who was about to be sewn in front of her and comforted her.

But as soon as the man opened his mouth, he chuckled and said, "This is very common, on the battlefield or in the countryside... yes, the countryside."

The man seemed to have thought of an excellent example of comforting her. He slapped his thigh and looked at her seriously and said, "In the countryside, when peasant women encounter injuries to horses and mules and give birth, they just use stitches directly. I am in the countryside. seen."

"So it doesn't matter," the naked girl stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, "It's the same as horses and mules."

Can this be the same?

Ji Ange felt even worse after hearing this.

Doesn't this statement sound right?
"Aren't you afraid?" Ji Ange looked at the girl in front of her and wanted to ask.

However, Ji Ange didn't know that Ying Baoyue was really not afraid of this, she was only worried that the wound would not heal before the primary ceremony.

These wounds were not critical. Ying Baoyue used homemade distilled water and normal saline to clean the wounds along the way, and she was very fortunate that she rose to the eighth level in time.

Thanks to the practitioner's improved physical fitness, she did not die on the spot due to wound infection along the way.

However, the two sword marks on the waist and shoulders are too long, and the healing speed is too slow. It may be difficult to heal without surgical suturing.

Ying Baoyue looked at the slightly trembling girl in front of her and smiled, "If you're really scared, forget it, but can you borrow what I just said? I'll do it myself..."

Stitching up the wound is a trivial matter for her, but it may be too exciting for the lady in the house.Although it's not very handy, she doesn't want Mrs. Guili Yao to be so worried that she can't sleep at night, and she doesn't want to be seen by the servants of the National Teacher's Mansion, so she'd better do it by herself.

However, Ying Baoyue couldn't finish her sentence, and saw Ji Ange staring at her body for a moment, and before she could finish speaking, the girl suddenly turned around and left.

Um?What is this all about?
The door of the house was slammed shut, and her master's angry voice came from outside.

"Stay in there and don't move! Sit on the bed! I'll get something!"

The originally dignified and indifferent little girl seemed to have eaten gunpowder suddenly. Ying Baoyue was a little puzzled but she was under the eaves and still had to listen to the arrangement of the owner of the house, so she obediently put on her clothes and sat down on the carved bed behind the screen.

I don't know if annoyance makes people more efficient. Within a quarter of an hour, Ji Ange prepared all the necessary things, and even sterilized the silver needle on the candlelight without a teacher.

Looking at the girl standing upright in front of her holding a needle, looking like a young bamboo plant with high momentum as if she was going to duel with someone, Ying Baoyue hesitated.

"Miss Ji, if you don't let the servants around you come..."

She also knew Ji Ange's nanny. Stitching is not difficult for a woman who is good at needlework, but Ying Baoyue suddenly worried about whether it would leave any psychological shadow on the child.

Ji Ange held the silver needle and stood silently under the light for a moment, only the two of them were silent in the room.

She just kicked out all the servants. Although there were not many people in the yard, it was the first time she had done so.

Just as she was carrying these things into the door, the nanny who watched her grow up seemed to realize something, looked at her worriedly and asked, "Miss, what are you going to do? Let the old slave do it for you? "

Ji Ange would never refuse the nanny's help, but this time she refused.

The girl looked at the girl who was sitting on the bed in a single shirt, "You don't want too many people to see it, do you?"

Ying Baoyue was startled, "But you..."

"It's nothing," Ji Ange looked at her and said bitterly, "Don't underestimate me."

This woman has suffered so many wounds, can't she even look at these wounds as a woman?

"I'll do it." She stared at Ying Baoyue and said, "I am the owner of this yard."

"It's up front," Ji Ange said coldly, "I didn't want you to die in my yard."

"Well," Ying Baoyue nodded, lowered his head and smiled, and unbuttoned the unlined clothes on his body.

Under the bright candlelight, she raised her head and calmly stared at the girl in front of her, "Then I will trouble you."

Ji Ange heard herself clenching her teeth, and then she squeezed the silver needle in her hand.

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Dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and the main room in the West Court of Qing'an Courtyard of the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion was brightly lit.

A total of eight oil lamps illuminate the drops of sweat dripping from the chin of the girl surrounding them.

"The last shot," Ji Ange gritted his teeth while looking at the girl sitting on the bed in front of him.

I don't know how long it has passed, but at this moment her face is covered with sweat, and the corners of her eyes are red, as if she was the one who was injured.

"Well," Ying Baoyue sat on the bed and nodded slightly. She had been motionless since Ji Ange started sewing. If it wasn't for the sheets tightly clenched under her palms, Ji Ange even thought she was sewing a statue.

With a needle and thread, the flesh of a person is sewn together.

Ji Ange originally thought that she would never be able to do it no matter what, but she didn't expect that she would actually sew to the end.

She took a deep breath and focused on the last stitch.

But Ji Ange didn't know that when she was concentrating on suturing the wound, Ying Baoyue was also observing her.

Seeing the young girl who had never been in contact with these before but dared to grit her teeth and hold on until the end, her hands trembling from the beginning to the end, Ying Baoyue smiled slightly under the light.

Although the principle is simple, there are not many women who dare to use needles to suture flesh for the first time in this world.

Although she had never seen this master's daughter before, and her impression was a little subtle when she saw it for the first time, Ying Baoyue was determined at this time.

Although there are some problems of one kind or another, this child looks really good.

"It's finished sewing!" At this moment, Ji Ange's excited and relaxed voice came from Ying Baoyue's ear.

Ji Ange gritted her teeth and tied the last knot. Looking at her achievements in front of her, feeling a sense of accomplishment, her gaze was once again occupied by the scars on the girl in front of her.

There were also traces of her on it at this time.

"How did you get so many scars?" Ji Ange finally couldn't help saying this, she murmured, "Why..."

why?Couldn't she be immune to these injuries?

But at the next moment, Ji Ange looked at the cloaked girl with her back turned to her and suddenly turned to look at her and smiled.

"I've seen a woman with more scars on her body."

Ji Ange was taken aback, "Who is it?"

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(End of this chapter)