Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 203 The Second Brother Returns (3)
At night, the snow finally stopped.Mo Yan hung a red lantern in the courtyard, reflecting the white snow, a warm orange light was emitted from the snow, taking a breath of the clear air, Mo Yan's mood suddenly brightened.

After returning to Beijing, although she was busy with the hair dyeing workshop and the theater troupe, Mo Yan did not delay her practice. She had her own small yard, which was much more convenient. , under the guidance of Mo Bing, practiced the basic skills hard.

Mo Yan's advantage lies in his agility and ability to draw inferences from one instance to another. Every night, Mo Bing is not a maid. He was scolded and cried many times.

"Again, what are you thinking? Slow down, if you are in a fight, someone will wipe your neck!"

Mo Bing deliberately lowered her voice and scolded, Mo Yan blushed, touched her nose embarrassingly, and continued to fight resignedly, not so much fighting with Mo Bing as being abused unilaterally. Qingzi, slowly, began to be able to dodge Mo Bing's attack, and she was making little progress.

While Mo Bing was amazed by Mo Yan's talent, he became more severe. It would be better if he could achieve something in the shortest possible time.The move Wan Teng Yuling taught is Mo Yan's current nirvana. Sometimes Mo Bing is not very good, so he may not be able to escape the attack.

"Mo Bing, look at the trick!"

The two of them used branches instead of swords in their duels to prevent accidents due to inaccurate moves. Mo Yan's speed was too fast and his movements were weird. Mo Bing didn't dare to be sloppy, so he dodged quickly. She wiped the sweat with her sleeves, I took advantage of my experience, otherwise I would have suffered some minor injuries.

"thump……"

The two were in the middle of a fight, when suddenly there was a sound on the wall of the back garden, followed by a low, muffled groan.

"Miss, someone has entered the mansion."

Mo Bing withdrew his moves and looked calm, Mo Yan only heard the noise, she nodded, "Could it be that a thief has entered the house?"

If there really is a thief, this little thief is also an outsider, and he is not familiar with Beijing.No one in Kyoto knows that Mo Zhongchen, the censor of Zuodu, is very shabby, and his life is not much better than that of ordinary people. If he steals from the censor's mansion, he is bound to be disappointed.

"The man was injured."

Mo Bing listened carefully and heard a moan.In the middle of the night, he was injured while climbing the wall. He must have committed a crime. He ran to the Yushi Mansion to take refuge. Our side must deal with it quickly to avoid being framed by someone with a heart.

Hearing that the other party was injured, Mo Yan was relieved. She took Mo Xiang and followed behind Mo Bing. The three of them left the yard and made a detour to a corner of the back garden.A man in black lay in the snow, seriously injured, the snow was already stained red with blood.

"Second...Second Young Master."

Mo Xiang bravely walked to the front, and when she saw the face in the snow, she was so frightened that she almost screamed.As soon as Mo Yan heard that his second brother came forward quickly, Mo Qingyu lost a lot of blood, and his consciousness was a little blurred. He opened his eyes, saw Mo Yan's tear-stained face, reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, Touching her head with bloody hands, he said in a hoarse voice, "Yanyan, did Second Brother scare you?"

"Second brother, stop talking."

Mo Yan only felt a chill on her face, she wiped her face with her sleeve, only to realize that she had just shed tears.She is a very strong person, no matter how hard or tired she is, she can bear it alone. Even when she was practicing martial arts, she was beaten all over by Mo Bing. She gritted her teeth and survived without shedding a single teardrop. Mo Yan couldn't bear it anymore.

This is not the time to talk, Mo Bing asked Mo Yan and Mo Xiang to help, she was carrying Mo Qingyu on her back, and the blood stain in the corner of the back garden also needed someone to take care of it.Mo Bing blew the whistle on his chest, and soon, several men in black descended from the sky, consciously cleaning the scene and erasing traces.

"Take someone to my room first."

The back garden is the closest to Mo Yan's yard, and the second brother is in the front yard. Passing through the vertical flower gate may alarm the family. Besides, she has a medicine box there, so I need to check the injury for the second brother as soon as possible.

The charcoal pot was lit in the room, and it was warm, and Mo Xiang went to the tea room to fetch hot water.There was a lot of boiling water in the house, and several people needed to wash up after practicing. Mo Xiang mixed some cold water to wipe the blood on Mo Qingyu's wound.

"Second brother, sleep for a while, and my sister will talk to you after dawn."

Under the oil lamp, Mo Qingyu turned pale, his head was covered with sweat, nodded slightly to Mo Yan, and said in a weak voice, "Yanyan, don't tell your parents."

"Well, don't tell them."

Mo Yan nodded and agreed, the second brother was seriously injured and must be treated in time.She fed some soup to her second brother first, and Mo Qingyu soon fell asleep, breathing lightly.

"Two mortal wounds, one in the front chest and one in the ribs."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Bing had already taken off Mo Qingyu's top. The white undershirt was dyed red, and there were traces of being pierced by a sword. Some were old wounds, and the blood was already sticky, sticking the undershirt to the wound. .

"Use scissors."

Mo Yan lit up all the candles and oil lamps in the house, and Mo Bing and Mo Xiang, having gained experience, stood aside.Fortunately, I bought beef intestines a few days ago, and Mo Yan made sheep gut.

There are traces of sand and sand on the wound, and it is very laborious to clean. Mo Yan does not prepare much physiological saline, which requires distillation. The facilities in ancient times are limited, so it is troublesome to do. Unexpectedly, I just got a small bottle, and I will use it for my second brother. .

"Mo Xiang, go and put down the blackout curtain on the window, then find the ginseng that Aunt Li gave me, slice it and make soup for my second brother."

The room was brightly lit, and Mo Yan was afraid that his family would pass by the courtyard late at night.There was a blackout curtain on the window for the summer noon break, which came in handy.In this way, from the outside, only a faint light can be seen.

Mo Xiang nodded in agreement, and went out quickly with hands and feet. Here, Mo Yan has already threaded the needle and started to sew needles for the second brother. It is said that healers do not heal themselves, and the same is true when facing relatives. After taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down. After two stitches, she was sweating profusely.

"Miss, it's better to let the slaves come."

Mo Bing often dissects rabbits to practice stitches, and she is very proficient in this. She took the initiative to grab the work, and was faster than Mo Yan.

Mo Qingyu was covered in cuts and bruises, except for the two fatal wounds, there were countless small wounds that did not need stitches, Mo Yan had already cleaned them up, and she applied a hemostatic and anti-inflammatory plaster on the side.

(End of this chapter)