She, Jian Xiu, was a renowned post-apocalyptic agent. One day, she suddenly transmigrated and found herself in the body of a poor and shabby farmer’s wife. To make matters worse, she ended up in ...
But when Jian Xiu was docking, he was able to do it accurately.
This point made him admire her.
Even now, he still doesn't know how Jian Xiu did it.
In his opinion, everything Jian Xiu knew was written on that rice paper.
He also understood the drawings clearly, and all his research over the years was not in vain.
He understood every step clearly.
Before he could react to what he needed to do, Jian Xiu had already reached out and asked him for tools.
That's right, just now in the room, he was just a person handing tools.
It has the same effect as Zhang Fei Mo.
To be honest, even now, Meng Ling still couldn't believe that Jian Xiu could detect her meridians so accurately with her naked eyes.
But in fact, Jian Xiu did it.
What he thought was impossible, he witnessed with his own eyes, she did it.
So he needs to ask Jian Xiu how she did it.
"My wife is very tired. The operation in that room just now lasted for such a long time. Isn't Elder Meng tired?" Chi Zixuan said as he stood in front of Meng Ling.
After hearing this, Meng Ling realized that she had been rude.
Indeed, the operation in that room just now lasted for several hours.
Moreover, these few hours are full of high-intensity work and there is no room for slacking off.
To say I'm not tired would be a lie.
Turning around, he looked at Butler Du who was standing beside him and said, "Have someone arrange accommodation for me."
It was such a matter-of-fact look that for a moment, Butler Du was speechless.
Although he was originally going to arrange it for him, he was speechless when he said it so bluntly.
If someone doesn’t know, they might think this is his home.
"Elder Meng, please rest assured that your accommodation has been arranged."
When they went into surgery this morning, the adults had already instructed them to arrange accommodation.
This time, I looked for Meng Ling, in addition to wanting him to come and perform the surgery together, there was another very important thing.
That is Gu Gui.
In the operating room.
When Dong Yuchang and Dong Suyan, grandfather and grandson, entered the temple, they saw Xiao Hongyu packing up the tools.
Looking at these tools, both the grandfather and the grandson were surprised.
"Did you use these tools to perform surgery on Su Jia just now?" Dong Yuchang couldn't help but ask.
It was also the first time for him to see these tools, so how could he not be curious?
"Yes." Xiaohong replied.
In fact, she had seen these things in the lady's bedroom before.
But I have never seen Madam use it.
This time, I saw Miss Feilan and Miss Feifang performing suture surgery, and I saw her use these tools once.
When Xiaohong saw his wife again, he was much calmer.
Looking at Dong Sujia tied to the bed, both the grandfather and grandson felt distressed.
Although they felt heartbroken, they also felt relieved at the same time.
Seeing that she was still tied up, he subconsciously wanted to untie her.
But Xiaohong stopped her, "Madam said that Miss Dong's legs are now unable to move and can only be untied after three days."
After hearing this, Dong Yuchang, who was also a doctor, realized how irrational he had been.
Those bones and muscles were sewn together with great difficulty.
Moreover, that thing is so thin that it will easily break again if it moves.
"Okay, okay, as long as she's okay, that's fine." Dong Yuchang said excitedly.