mad wife

Chapter 153 Attack (3)
She took out a set of surgical equipment and various medicines that belonged to her exclusively from the space, and it was no surprise that the eyes of the pharmacist behind were shining like light bulbs.

Professional techniques, scattered tools, and bottles and cans of solid, liquid, and capsule-shaped medicines made them dazzled. Half an hour later, the wound that was always oozing blood was gone. Ling Yue Xingli removed the rotten and infected meat scraps one by one, sterilized them, sprinkled them with medicinal powder, and Ling Yue Xingli wrapped the last bandage around his abdomen. Qian Yaoran, who was sentenced to death by these pharmacists, finished his treatment in this way. up!
A group of pharmacists stared at all this dumbfounded, and only after Ling Yue Xingli had cleaned and disinfected everything and took it back to the space did they regain their senses.

"Oh my god! As expected of a crimson pharmacist, it's unbelievable!"

"Yes! I really admire you so much..."

"..."

Ling Yue Xingli accepted this as coldly as drinking plain water. She didn't feel any sense of accomplishment when she put away the praise from the pharmacist in Xuantian Continent where medicine is scarce. On the contrary, the more she listened to it, the more she wanted to carve out a space. The urge to go to the 21st century to attend a medical seminar, she needs to go there to regain the sense of accomplishment that has been worn down.

"How is your Majesty?" As soon as Ling Yuexing lifted the curtain that filled the door, Bei Yu, who was walking with messy feet, rushed over impatiently and asked.

Ling Yuexing raised her eyebrows and looked at the handsome man in front of her, "If your mind isn't filled with paste, I think you should know the answer to this question." She likes him, but it doesn't prevent her from being venomous towards him. Who made him be included in the under-pumping group?

Bei Yu was so annoyed by Ling Yuexing's words that he held his breath in his throat, but he had no choice but to glared at her bitterly, then opened the curtain and went in to check on the situation of his respected master.

Qiu Yi who was helping at the side wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead again. In fact, that Bei Yu was the most daring, right?In other words, it was the first time he had seen the empress dowager whom he adored, spraying poison so blatantly. According to the handsome boys of the Imperial College, shouldn’t the empress dowager say: You are not a gorgeous man, don’t Ask Miss Ben such an unglamorous question.

"No! My legs! My legs! I need my legs!" A painful roar drew Ling Yue Xingli's attention away.

I saw that in the field that was originally used for drills, all the injured soldiers stayed there for intensive treatment. After all, Lingyue Xingli's medicine stock was only two or three bottles of each kind, and the corrosive products corroded flesh and blood very quickly. Give medicine to the severely corroded soldiers first.

A young soldier whose thigh was corroded to the bone was clean, struggling to stand up on one foot, his eyes were full of despair and madness, as if losing one foot meant losing everything.And beside him, there are also many soldiers who have lost their arms and legs. Although they are not as hysterical as the young man, their eyes are indeed gloomy.

In Xuantian Continent, losing a leg or hand is a huge blow to them. This is different from direct death. After all, after death, you can’t feel anything. Living but relying on others, this kind of burden Feelings are a kind of torture that is worse than death for these ambitious young people.

The young man screamed frantically, sitting on the ground and giving up on himself, rejecting the pharmacist who was holding Lingyue Xingli medicine to help him treat him.

Suddenly, a pair of golden diamond-studded shoes appeared in front of him, revealing two jade-like toes painted with Kodan.

The original chaos suddenly quieted down, and the faint sense of oppression made them stare blankly at the person in front of them, who obviously didn't seem to be from the same world as them.

Ling Yuexing's gorgeous high-heeled shoes stepped on this bloody ground, showing an evil and desolate beauty. The simple and beautiful clothes were not stained with dust, the beautiful face, and the deep eyes were cold. He looked down at the young man at his feet with contempt.

The cherry lips parted slightly, and she spit out a few words lightly, which seemed extremely loud in this quiet place: "It's really ugly."

The young man was shocked, and recovered from Ling Yue Xingli's beauty, the young man who felt that his self-esteem had been trampled on suddenly turned red with anger, and stared at Ling Yue Xingli with his eyes staring at Ling Yue Xingli like an enemy.

"Ugly? Hehe... Of course we are ugly. We are nothing. We were born in the darkest slums. We have nothing. We only rely on our hands and feet to work hard all the way. Do you think everyone is like you? The legendary imperial concubine Niangniang, the legendary peak pharmacist, with a shining and noble status, even if you lose the limbs you depend on for survival like us now, you will only wear beautiful clothes and speak extremely arrogant words! How can we have your glamor and beauty, We are nothing! Nothing!"

The young man yelled at Ling Yue Xingli with his thick neck, and stared at Ling Yue Xingli with his red eyes, as if he wanted to turn into a ghost and tear her to pieces.

"You bastard!" General Xu Yangge, who was helping out, yelled angrily before Qiu Yi could react.

They don't know much about Lingyue Xingli, they only know the information that the whole Western Continent knows, she is arrogant, cold, capricious, and has weird clothes, she doesn't give a little face to the person she doesn't like, no matter who the other party is, but they can't see through her They don't know how she will deal with this soldier, but they are from Xuyang Pavilion after all, and they also understand the impact of this kind of thing on these young people. No matter what, they still hope to save their lives.

However, Ling Yue Xingli waved his hands to stop the generals who wanted to come over. Looking at the young man who was still staring at her stubbornly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was cold and creepy.

"If just one leg makes you deny the meaning of life, then... why don't you die?" The soft voice, at this moment, is ethereal like a soul song, and you will die in the next second, throwing your life away. Dedicated to him.

All the people present were stunned, and then their faces changed, like a palette, such a beautiful person, such a glamorous person, but the words he said were so cruel, like a devil.

(End of this chapter)