Married to the Absolutely Loved Concubine

Ji Sha stood aside, not daring to disturb them easily. Although she was usually reckless and careful, she was far away from her, but this was a critical moment of life, and she was able to distinguish between the serious and the serious.

Ji Qing's physical strength has returned a bit. He stared at the two people sitting on the table, Ling Yue and Mo Wuxin. Although he was lying on the bed, he hadn't slept. Strange move.

Although Ji Qing disagrees with Ling Yue's transfusion of blood to the master, if possible, he would like to give the blood in his body to the master, but if what the princess said is true, everyone's blood is different, so give it randomly. But it will kill people.

Therefore, Ji Qing didn't make a sound.

Moreover, since the princess will do this, it means that she herself will be fine. He believes in the princess. In order to save the prince, the princess will do what she wants, and she will not easily put her life on the line.

Ji Qing sat on a chair, cross-legged, and began to practice exercises to regain the lost internal energy.

Tonight, he lost too much internal energy. After two transfers, his body's internal energy will soon be exhausted. He needs to recover his physical energy as soon as possible, so that when the princess needs someone later, he will be able to help.

The blood transfusion was very slow, really slow. Ji Sha was free and could not stand still. Moreover, she hadn't slept all night, and her eyelids had started to fight.

Squinting her eyes, she slowly walked to Lingyue's bed, climbed up slowly, turned over, her head was turned inward, her feet were drooping outside, her shoes were still on, it was just a time to turn over, and she just fell asleep like that.

At some point, she no longer had Mo Wuxin by her side, and could no longer sleep.

I don't know when this was a habit, but it wasn't until tonight that she realized later that her love for him was much deeper than she had imagined in her heart.

Now, Mo Wuxin came back, right in this room, beside her, her heart also fell, and as soon as her heart let go, she fell into a deep and sweet sleep.

Half an hour later, Mo Wuxin's pushing force slowed down by half again. After such a long time, he was really afraid that Ling Yue would lose too much blood, and her body would not be able to bear it, so he didn't dare to push too fast.

Ling Yue's eyes were always paying attention to Mo Wuchen's face, and Mo Wuchen's face was already rosier than half an hour ago.

However, Ling Yue's complexion turned paler. It seems that the blood in her body has already lost to the limit.

"Wuxin, stop." It was almost the end, Ling Yue spoke slowly.

It seems that pushing the blood with internal force is much faster than the dropper of the 21st century.

Mo Wuxin listened to the words, and hurriedly stopped, and jumped off the table after finishing his work.

Ji Qing heard that it was almost time for him to give up, the strength in his body returned two or three out of ten, and after finishing the work, he got out of bed and stood beside Ling Yue, respectfully, waiting for her errands at any time.

Ling Yue pulled out the blood transfusion tube connected to her hand and Mo Wuchen's hand, quickly took out the hemostatic powder, and sprinkled it on the two small wounds.

It may be that she lost a lot of blood, her head was dizzy for a while, she quickly took two blood-enriching pills, and then slowly got off the table, the table was too high, she was on the edge of the table, she needed to jump off, she just wanted to go Jumping down, Mo Wuxin saw this and hurriedly helped her down.

Ji Qing wanted to reach out to help, but thinking of his identity, he withdrew his hand.

Ling Yue's eyes were already starting to burst into flames, her heart sank, damn it, she still lost a bit more, no, she can't faint, Momo's wound hasn't been stitched yet.

If it is accidentally touched and ruptured, the blood in his body will be lost again, and a second blood transfusion will be required.

Ling Yue sat on the chair, breathing softly, with beads of sweat on her forehead, she took a long while to breathe.

Mo Wuxin had already seen that she was not feeling well, her face was pale like a ghost, her legs were still trembling, and she knew that she had too much blood transfusion, so he hurriedly said worriedly, "Yueyue, I'll take you to rest first. Brother Huang's complexion is much better now, and you will help him deal with it later."

Not allowing her to refuse, he bent down and was about to hug her back to the bed.

"Wait a minute." Ling Yue called softly, but still stopped him, Mo Wuxin raised her eyebrows, her handsome face was a little displeased with her bravado.

Ling Yue gritted her teeth and stood up, "Wuxin, give me another fifteen minutes."

Asking Wuxin to give her a quarter of an hour, in fact, is to say to herself in her heart, just hold on for a quarter of an hour, just a quarter of an hour.

In a quarter of an hour, she can help Mo Mo sew up the wound, and then she can rest. Ji Qing and Wu Xin can take turns looking at Mo Mo, so she can rest assured.

Gritting her teeth, cheering herself up, Ling Yue came down, took the surgical tools, and walked to Mo Wuchen's side.

Mo Wuxin, who already knew what Ling Yue was going to do, hurried to the other side and unwound Mo Wuchen's bandages one by one.

He is among the few people present, and he is the one who keeps the best in his body. Although she gave Ling Yueji Qing exercise for half an hour, the loss of those skills is small, and the internal energy is relatively preserved.

Mo Wuxin carefully cleaned the blood on the edge of the wound for Mo Wuchen, being careful not to wash his wound.

After Mo Wuxin finished washing, Ling Yue encouraged herself to cheer up.

Since there is no anesthetic, Mo Wuchen's physical strength has recovered a lot after Ling Yue's blood transfusion to him, and his body, which had no feeling before, will feel it.

The medicine powder that was poured on the wound before has been soaked in blood, and piled up in the wound. The wound needs to be fused, and the medicine powder has to be taken out, because too much and too thick will affect the wound behind Fusion effect.

Without anesthesia, picking something out of the wound is several times more painful than suturing it with a needle and thread, which is equivalent to digging the wound again with something.

That's the case with bone scraping

Ling Yue carefully dug out the soaked powder with a cotton swab, leaving a thin piece on the wound.

She did it very carefully, carefully, and earnestly. Ji Qing was on the side, helping Ling Yue with the utensils, and Mo Wuxin was on the side to bring her what she needed at any time.

The two assistants are very clever, as long as Ling Yue takes a look, they will know what she needs, very professional nurses.

After taking out the medicine powder inside, Ling Yue started to thread the thread, and quickly sewed up the wound for Mo Wuchen with both hands.

Because the wound was too long, Ling Yue couldn't remember the dozens of stitches she had sewed for Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen regained some of his physical strength. He had already woken him up from the pain during Ling Yue's operation, because it was so painful, and he knew that Ling Yue was helping him treat the wound. He couldn't move even if he wanted to. After the whole operation, his brows were frowned tightly in pain, and he just didn't groan.