Chapter 5: Close Combat, You Are No Match for Me

Originally the wound was in the shape of a diagonal line, very neat, but after cutting off the rotten flesh, the wound became a little crooked.

Du Wanwan tried her best to sew the wound as neatly as possible, so that the man would not get angry when he woke up and saw the irregular scar on her chest.

After suturing, he bandaged the wound and checked the condition of the IV bottle before sitting down to rest, panting.

"Ya Ya! Take the things away!"

After saying this, the operating cart turned its wheels and ran away happily.

After resting for a while, Du Wanwan picked up Ye Tingxiao and carried him out of the space, laid him on his back on the bed, tidied his clothes, stretched his body, and sat aside waiting for the medicine to finish dripping.

"Ya Ya! Prepare some anti-inflammatory medicine for me and wrap it in paper."

Not long after she finished speaking, she had more than ten packets of medicine in her hands. They were all small packets. When she opened them, she found that they contained a day's supply.

After looking at the white pill, Du Wanwan felt it was a bit strange. This was ancient times, and such small pills were not allowed to appear here.

"Ya Ya! Take it back first."

More than ten packets of medicine in my hand disappeared. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise everyone would have been scared to death.

Things appeared and disappeared, and I definitely thought I saw a ghost.

After thinking about it, Du Wanwan still felt that the pills could be given to Ye Tingxiao, but she had to find a reasonable excuse.

What excuse should he make? His family would stay in this village for only three days before leaving to escape famine and war. It was hard to say whether he would meet him again in the future, so what excuse should he make?

By the way, she can crush up a day’s worth of medicine and dissolve it in water so that the form of the medicine cannot be seen.

That's a good idea.

As soon as she thought of it, she immediately ordered "Ya Ya" with her mind.

After a while, she had more bottles and jars in her hands. They were all small glass bottles of oral liquid that had been used up before. Some were for strengthening the physical constitution, some for regulating the body, and some for calcium supplementation. It looked very abrupt.

Glass products, there shouldn't be any in this imaginary era, right? What if I arouse Ye Tingxiao's suspicion?

But if we don’t use these, what else can we use?

No matter what, they will only stay together for three days, and then they will go their separate ways and no one will recognize each other.

Could he still force her to interrogate the origins of these things? Even if he asked, she wouldn't answer.

Three days' supply of medicine was prepared, waiting for the drip to be finished, the bottles were collected, the medicine was given and the money was collected, and the transaction was successfully completed.

Ye Tingxiao is an adult, so Du Wanwan's drips are naturally turned to the highest frequency.

He has martial arts skills to protect him, and the potion is dripping in too quickly, so it shouldn't cause much harm to him.

Watching the last drop of medicine flow into his vein, Du Wanwan decisively pulled out the needle, took out a cotton swab, pressed the needle hole for two minutes, and then took it away.

There was no bleeding from the needle hole, so she put away the drip bottle and without any instructions, "Ya Ya" made it disappear.

Opening the door and walking out, Du Wanwan called out to the outside: "Come in and look after him. I'm going back."

Ye Ye Er rushed in and saw his own young master lying straight on the bed. His face immediately turned gloomy.

Ye Yi was impatient and tried to grab Du Wanwan's throat, but she dodged by turning sideways and grabbed his shoulder.

With a push, Ye Yi felt his entire arm go numb, and his whole body felt like it was being bitten by tens of thousands of ants. The pain was unbearable, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

He panicked and tried to gather his inner strength to break free, but when he gathered his inner strength, his entire body felt as if it were being pricked by needles, causing him to groan in pain.

"You'd better not move. I'm a doctor and I know how to subdue a martial arts expert like you."

Ye Yi was slightly stunned. He didn't know where this girl got her ability from and why she could control the most powerful guard around him, the prince.

Although Ye Er was also puzzled, he didn't dare to act rashly. He just asked in an unhappy tone: "Miss Du! What happened to our master? Why is she still unconscious?"

Du Wanwan suddenly pushed Ye Yi away: "The effect of the anesthetic has not worn off yet. He will wake up soon."

"Anesthetic? What kind of medicine is that?" Ye Er asked like a curious baby.

Huh? Didn't the Great Wei Kingdom have any anesthetics? Du Wanwan couldn't help but hold her forehead. She was careless. But it doesn't matter. When she comes, the anesthetics of the Great Wei Kingdom will appear.

"It's a medicine I created myself. It can numb human body tissues, so you won't feel pain from being cut or burned by a knife or fire."

Ye Er's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Ye Tingxiao on the bed again. He saw that he was sleeping soundly with long breathing, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with him.

The prince hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, so it would be nice to have a good sleep with the help of anesthesia.

He had checked when Ye Yi had a conflict with Du Wanwan just now. The prince's wound had been cleaned and the originally open wound had been sutured with needle and thread.

This method of healing was very special and he had never seen it before.

"Why was my master's wound stitched up?" Ye Er was very surprised and especially wanted to know Du Wanwan's answer.

"Sewing it up will naturally help the wound heal again." Du Wanwan glanced at Ye Er impatiently, "If you don't sew it up, such a long wound will never heal even after the end of time.

I might as well tell you the truth. Your master's wound was covered too tightly, and maggots have grown on it. Take good care of him at night, give him some light food after he wakes up, and give him medicine after two quarters of an hour. One bottle at a time, three times a day."

Du Wanwan pointed at the pile of small glass bottles of oral solution and told Ye Er: "This is the amount for three days, all included in the one hundred taels of silver. If you want to increase the dosage, the silver will be charged separately."

After being pushed by Du Wanwan, Ye Yi staggered to the corner. He took a look at the glass bottles and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Such an exquisite glass bottle is actually used to store medicine?

Is this woman stupid? In Liang County, this kind of glass bottle costs more than ten taels of silver. She doesn't know the value of it and uses it to store medicine for the prince. It's a waste of resources.

Du Wanwan: “…”

Oh my god! She's rich! Her daughter Yaya has collected thousands of these small glass bottles of oral liquid.

There are all kinds of styles, white, brown, blue, yellow, and countless. Ten taels of silver each, if she sells them all, won't she become a rich woman in a matter of minutes?

"Got it. Thank you Miss Du for your help. Here is the 100 taels of silver I promised you."

Ye Er is the chief steward of the Crown Prince, and he has to do what the Crown Prince has promised.

Miss Du has already treated the young master and prescribed medicine, so she naturally has to pay the medical fee.

Du Wanwan took the banknote and put it into her sleeve, actually giving it to "Ya Ya" to keep.

"I will stay in the village for three days. If you have any problems, you can come to my house at any time." Du Wanwan warned, her eyes fell on Ye Yi, "Don't mess with me, I have supernatural powers, and I know the distribution of acupuncture points. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are no match for me in close combat."

(End of this chapter)