Feng Jiuyan smiled slyly, pressed the button, and sprayed towards the wound of the man in brocade robe.

The man in brocade robes stiffened instantly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Feng Jiuyan noticed that the man in brocade robe had stiffened cheeks, and couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.

Hahahaha, I told you to hold me and jump off the cliff!

Anyone who has used alcohol to treat broken skin wounds will know!

The wound was almost disinfected. Feng Jiuyan picked up the anesthetic spray from the ground and sprayed some on the wound of the man in brocade robe.

The man in brocade robe only heard a few "sizzling" sounds and instantly no longer felt the pain from the wound.

He looked at the anesthetic spray on the ground as if it were a treasure, and asked curiously, "What kind of magic medicine is this? It works really well."

Feng Jiuyan chuckled. The man in brocade robe must have been scared by the pain of alcohol. With a smile in her eyes, she answered the man, "Well, it has the same effect as Ma Fei San. It's called anesthetic spray."

She estimated that the anesthetic spray had taken effect, so she sprayed her hands with alcohol spray, picked up the suture needle and thread on the handkerchief, and began to sew up the wound of the man in brocade robe.

The man in brocade robe was shocked again. He could feel the little girl piercing his skin with the needle, but he didn't feel any pain. The Ma Fei San that the doctor used to give him didn't work so quickly and the effect wasn't so good.

In the past, when he was injured, he could still feel the pain even if he drank Ma Fei San.

He glanced at the anesthetic spray on the ground with the corner of his eye. "Girl, where did you buy this spray? It's much more effective than the ordinary anesthetic powder. Can you tell me? I want to buy some too."

Feng Jiuyan complained in his heart, "How dare you think of this! This is something that only exists in modern times!"

Humph, it’s a good thing that her space has the function of unlimited replication, otherwise she wouldn’t be so generous to give it to him.

She kept moving her hands, and took the time to reply, "I got this anesthetic spray by accident. I'm afraid I can't help you solve your doubts."

The man in brocade robe looked a little disappointed.

Feng Jiuyan perfectly closed the suture and cut the thread with a pair of small scissors. "Okay, the wound has been sutured. We just need to apply some more wound medicine and bandage it."

Standing not too far away, Bai Li took a look at the wound on his master's body. With just one glance, he was completely convinced that the little girl's medical skills were absolutely superb.

The wound where the master's flesh was flying and the bones were visible was sutured in a moment. Moreover, the sutured wound looked very smooth. If it weren't for the little blood oozing out of it, it would probably be hard to tell that it was a sutured wound.

He could guarantee that this was the best-sutured wound he had ever seen.

I couldn't help but look at the little girl with deep admiration and respect.

Feng Jiuyan didn't know that Bai Li had changed his opinion of her from suspicion to admiration. She focused on pouring some gold medicine on the wound of the man in brocade robe, and then bandaged it with a white bandage.

Finally, she tied a bow around the man in brocade robe as a prank.

"It's done!" Feng Jiuyan clapped his hands. "Young Master, be careful when you bathe. Don't let the wound get wet. Also, don't eat fried, spicy food, etc. Change the medicine three times a day. The wound will heal in seven or eight days. By then, you can find a doctor to remove the stitches yourself."

After saying that, Feng Jiuyan stopped looking at the man and focused on picking up the things on the ground.

The man in brocade robe put on his clothes, turned around, and thanked Feng Jiuyan, "Thank you for your help several times, young lady. I have no way to repay you, so I can only..."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuyan felt excited and stared at the man in brocade robe with burning eyes.

Here it comes, here it comes, the ancient drama of promising one’s body to another is here.

Speak up, speak up quickly, and boldly say the rest of the sentence, 'I pledge my love to you, and I hope you won't despise me.' Feng Jiuyan encouraged the man in brocade robes with her eyes.

The man in the brocade robe felt puzzled, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat. Finally, with strong willpower, he said, "I will use silver to express my gratitude."

After saying that, he pulled out a crimson purple purse from his sleeve, held it in his slender hands, and waited for Feng Jiuyan to take it away.

Feng Jiuyan: "......"

Ahhhhh!

Who wants your money? I have plenty in my space, I am rich enough to rival a country, who wants the little money you have?

Aren't all the scripts for tricking little girls?

What about the promise of marrying me?

Could it be that she is not pretty enough, so the man doesn't want to marry her?

Humph, she finally understood a fact. It turns out that people pledge their love to others only because the other person is good-looking. That’s why the person being rescued wants to pledge his love to the other person!

What a painful realization this is!

The man in brocade robe looked at the little girl's ferocious face with great interest and found it very amusing.

A person's expression can be so rich.

He coughed softly, "Ahem, girl? Girl? Don't you think the money is too little, so you don't want it?"

Feng Jiuyan took the purse swiftly and said, "Just kidding, it would be a waste if you don't want it!"

She weighed the purse in her hand, opened it and saw that there was about twenty taels of silver.

So poor, even poorer than her!

The man in brocade robe looked at the angry face of the little girl, and the smile on his face became even bigger. "Don't worry, little girl. Next time I see you, I will definitely give you more silver."

Feng Jiuyan raised her eyes and glanced at him. She already had many pancakes in her space, so there was no need to draw any more.

She responded nonchalantly, "Oh." She didn't take the man in brocade robe's words to heart at all.

Feng Jiuyan continued to pick up the things on the ground, and the man in brocade robes stared at the things in her hand. She deliberately took the alcohol spray and handed it to him, "You want this? Here, it's for you."

Seeing what the little girl had in her hand, his scalp tingled. The man in the brocade robe took a step back without leaving a trace. He felt the wounds on his body begin to sting again.

Feng Jiuyan said seriously, "Sir, this is a good thing, you really don't want it?"

The man in brocade robe shook his head. "Well, although it is a good thing, I don't really want it."

Feng Jiuyan pretended not to notice him staring at the anesthetic spray in her hand and prepared to wrap it up with a handkerchief. The man in brocade robe spoke awkwardly, "Um, young lady, I have an unwelcome request. Can you sell me the bottle of anesthetic spray in your hand?"

"Oh? Sir, you still have money? My anesthetic spray is not cheap. It costs at least 100 taels of gold."

Bai Li: "100 taels of gold??? Well, it's really cheap."

This is his idol's thing, it's worth it!

The man in brocade robe glared at Bai Li, then said to Feng Jiuyan embarrassedly, "Don't worry, young lady. Next time I see you, I will definitely give you 100 taels of gold."

So simply, she felt less !