The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1816 It's me, it's me, it's me, it's me
One big and one small got the order and quickly split up to act.

Tang Nineteen glanced at the room, there was white wine.

There are scissors in the closet.

She hurriedly got out of bed, took the scissors, white wine, and a clean veil, carefully sterilized it with white wine, and then, tried her best to clean up Qu Tiange's rotten flesh bit by bit.

She did it very meticulously and seriously, and she was afraid that if she was not careful, she would hurt him.

In a daze, Qu Tiange saw a familiar side face and said with difficulty: "Is that you, Nineteen?"

Tang Nineteen's body trembled, but he didn't speak.

The arm was suddenly grasped tightly: "Is it you?"

Looking up, he met his eager eyes, as if he had to wait for an answer from her. The veins on his forehead burst out because of the strength of his arms.

Tang Nineteen could only bite the bullet: "It's me."

The corner of the man's mouth hooked, he relaxed for a moment, and then completely fell into a deep sleep.

A tear fell from the corner of Tang Nineteen's eyes. He bent down and kissed the pale and dry lips lightly: "It's me, it's me, it's me, it's me, it's me, it's me, it's me..."

Qu Tiange, it's me.

When Lu Bai came back, Tang Nineteen's wound had been healed. The golden sore medicine in the Northern Qi Palace was very effective in stopping bleeding.

After Tang Nineteen applied medicine to Qu Tiange's wound, the bleeding from the wound basically stopped.

However, the delay in treatment of the wound was too long. Although it was just a scissors head hole, Tang Nineteen pierced too deeply that day, even piercing half of his shoulder. All simple hemostasis was useless.

Tang Nineteen hesitated whether to sew up Qu Tiange's wound.

Once the wound was sutured, her identity was fully exposed.

However, she couldn't gamble with Qu Tiange's life.

Tangtang and the nurse came together, and took the medicine box that Tang Nineteen had mentioned. In the medicine box, there was Tang Nineteen's complete set of suture tools, and Tang Nineteen's homemade antipyretic medicine.

After feeding Qu Tiange the next grain, she took out the battle line.

Lu Bai was beside him, his expression changed again and again: "Do you need stitches?"

"En." Tang Nineteen replied sullenly.

There was silence between the two, and everyone knew what stitches meant.

"With conservative treatment, the recovery will be very slow, and... this arm may not work well in the future."

"But……"

"I know what you want to say. After the wound is sutured, I will cover it with gauze. In this position, he can't change the dressing by himself. He is not a person who likes to look in the mirror, so after the fever subsides, you should quickly persuade him to leave. This antipyretic medicine is very effective, and within 24 hours, the fever will definitely subside."

Lu Bai felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, and replied sullenly: "Okay."

Tang Nineteen finished putting on the front line, and under Tangtang's different eyes, he stitched up the front and back wounds one by one. The technique was so skillful that Tangtang even felt that the nurse who was more skillful than her, the needle embroidering the purse The law is still powerful.

After Tang Nineteen stitched up the wound, he was close to collapse.

She hadn't eaten for a few days, and yesterday she sat in the living room all night in a daze, sending off the song Tiange far away.

At this moment, she had reached the limit of her physical strength, she stood up, the world was spinning, and it was pitch black.

Lu Bai quickly hugged her: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Except for the severe heartache and physical discomfort, it's nothing at all.

(End of this chapter)