Quickly cross the target to kill the main god

Chapter 884
After the imperial doctor came, he checked carefully, but couldn't see why. "Uncle, what is the pain? There is nothing wrong with your back."

"How did I know, anyway, it's just painful, and I'm so restless and uncomfortable, think of a way!" This feeling was so uncomfortable, he couldn't stand it anymore, and all of them opened their eyes and went blind, insisting that there was nothing wrong.

"Father, does it hurt like being pricked by a needle or cut by a knife?" Mingyue reminded beside her.

"That's right, that's right, the knife is pulled, the needle is pierced with a long needle, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, oh my mother, it hurts me to death again!"

Lang Dazhu is uncomfortable, he can't touch it yet, it's like being on fire when he touches it, he can't wear the smoothest silk and satin, his arms are shirtless, showing his fat body.

The hostess frowned, confident in her medical skills, the wound was normal, not to mention it had been several years, even if there was a response, it would be impossible to reach the present.

But he was sweating profusely in pain during the attack, he definitely couldn't be pretending, could it be delayed postoperative neuralgia?

The imperial doctor was also puzzled, what kind of symptom was the pain, and it was not a woman giving birth.

After feeling the pulse, it is strong and healthy, "Excuse me, uncle, did you feel any discomfort with this wound before?"

"It hurts when it's cloudy and rainy, oh my, it's too bad if it doesn't work, damn it, someone scraped my flesh with a knife, it's going to hurt me to death!" After a while, the scumbag daddy called out again.

"Let's prescribe a painkiller first!" Mingyue said.

"Yes, hurry up and make medicine for me to drink, I can't help it!"

There was no abnormality, so I could only prescribe a painkiller. Aunt Chun took care of drinking the medicine, and it took about half a cup of tea to see that Uncle's complexion improved a lot.

Xi said: "Uncle, are you still in pain?"

Lang Dazhu felt it, "I don't seem to feel anything anymore."

"It seems to be symptomatic, great!"

The imperial physician was not optimistic, temporarily relieved the pain, and the attack would continue if the cause of the medicine passed.

Seeing him thinking hard, the hostess said, "It should be postoperative neuralgia!"

The imperial physician thought that this beautiful woman was also the uncle's concubine, so he ignored her.

Wen Tiange talked eloquently, "Under normal circumstances, the postoperative neuralgia will disappear within a month or two at most. Has Uncle ever had such severe pain before?"

The scumbag father was dejected, "It's just a cloudy and rainy day, and I feel a little uncomfortable. This is the first time I've had severe pain. What kind of postoperative neuralgia are you talking about?"

Unable to explain it to the ancients, the heroine said vaguely: "The wound on your back is too deep, and it hurts the nerves. Even if the stitches are healed, there will be pain."

"Seam," this word aroused the scumbag's mind. After all, what Mingyue said before left a deep impression on his heart, and instantly turned the little favor for the heroine into resentment.

"Yes, it's the good deed you did back then. I'm a living person, but I actually used sewing needles to sew my flesh. This kind of hidden danger must be solved for me!"

Wen Tiange's face collapsed, and he said in his heart that this person really didn't know good from bad, the wound was so big at the beginning, it would be impossible for someone else to stop the bleeding, and he could only wait for death.

How could I get into trouble when I was kind enough to save others?

He lowered his face and said, "It's better to let the imperial doctor take a look, if this kind of long and deep scar is not stitched up in time, I'm sure people can survive!"

"Hmph, who told you to be so kind? It's not that you are messing around. His Majesty sent someone to save me. How can a country girl compare to a famous doctor in the world? She will definitely keep me intact and leave no hidden dangers."

The more Lang Dazhu spoke, the angrier he became, "Your Majesty would have reused me, but it was you who harmed me."

Selfish people would blame others when they have problems. In the plot, the scumbag father was influenced by the halo of the heroine, and he treated Wen Tiange better than his own daughter.

Affected by Mingyue's words at this moment, coupled with the inexplicable pain from the old injury, it's no wonder that he doesn't resent the heroine.

Only then did the imperial doctor understand that this beautiful woman was actually the one who saved Uncle Dong Ping back then. The wound on his back was crooked and terribly sewed.

But in good conscience, if the wound is not stitched up, the wound will definitely not heal, and it is difficult to save people.

The old injury from a few years ago has been fine, but it hurts again after being well, and he dare not say more for no apparent reason.

"Father! Ms. Wen also had good intentions. Although she did something bad with good intentions, she didn't do it on purpose, so please don't complain." Mingyue was fighting the fire.

Wen Tiange felt baffled, this was an ancient version of a doctor-patient dispute, and he wanted to yell at him.

Mrs. Wen was also dumbfounded, "Uncle, thank you, we really kindly rescued you, I didn't know it would turn out like this."

"Grandma, this has nothing to do with me. Without our help, he would have died a long time ago. This is just a nervous reaction, maybe it's a psychological effect!"

"Okay, please stop talking." Mrs. Wen was rarely strict. When her granddaughter used needles and threads to sew up the flesh of the wounded, she almost died of fright.

Now that Uncle's wound is hurting again, there must be something wrong with him, and they want to be held accountable, what should they do!

"Father, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. The most urgent thing is to find the cause of the disease. What can Dr. Zhang do?" Mingyue said.

Physician Zhang was helpless, "I'm old and incompetent, I really can't see what's wrong with Uncle."

"The imperial doctor thinks of a way quickly. You must give me a radical cure. What should I do if it hurts again in the future!" Dad scumbag panicked.

"Don't embarrass the doctor. It's a fluke to survive such a serious injury. It's normal to have some sequelae. In the worst case, just take painkillers in the future!" Mingyue smiled secretly.

Lang Dazhu was furious, "Could it be that he will never get better for the rest of his life!"

"This is fate!"

Wen Tiange sneered and said, "Neuralgia after surgery is not difficult to cure, I can prescribe a prescription, and it can be cured within two months at most!"

"You can do it, don't cause me any sequelae, then I can't spare you." Lang Dazhu was a rascal, and he would turn his back if he said it.

When it comes to self-interest, all beauties are left behind.

What kind of person is this, the heroine gritted her teeth secretly, "If you don't believe me, forget it!"

Mingyue said with a serious face, "It's not that we don't believe it. May I ask if Miss Wen has studied medicine? I don't know how medical skills are?"

The heroine held her head high, "I am very confident in my medical skills, and I can treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases that cannot be cured."

Mrs. Wen was terrified, "Don't listen to her nonsense, I've read a few medical books left by her grandfather, I just know a little bit."

"Grandmother, you forgot, I have healed people's injuries before." The heroine was upset about being held back by her own people, and she still wanted to make a career out of her medical skills.

Mrs. Wen said with a bitter face, "They are all country people, and those with rough skin and flesh can practice for you. Uncle is a noble person, so you should think clearly."

"Don't do anything you're not sure about!" She urged in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm sure!" Wen Tiange said confidently, she was a surgeon before time travel, and she was best at performing operations.

Mingyue's eyes darkened. In the plot, the heroine has undergone many surgical operations, and there will be more postoperative neuralgia waiting for her in the future.

Wen Tiange wrote a prescription, and generously asked Imperial Physician Zhang to read it, and he thought it was feasible.

Under Mingyue's persuasion, Father Zha started to drink medicine, and he didn't have any gratitude left for saving his life.

Mingyue was polite, "I wonder what Miss Wen's plans are for the future?"

(End of this chapter)