Xunmi felt the warmth coming from behind him, and his hands remained steady.
As soon as the scalpel cleaned the surrounding damaged flesh and left, a clean cotton swab took the place of the silver knife.
Fu Zhaojun cleaned the wound methodically, and only wiped it again with a dry cotton swab after the blood disappeared.
He searched for the silver needle that had been heated nearby, found the acupuncture point and pierced the wound to stop all the blood from overflowing again.
I didn’t choose Western medicine suture because the wound was relatively small.
"Zhaojun, I'll leave the rest to you. The room must be ventilated. A bullet too close to the heart would cause the old marshal to go into shock."
"Wait half an hour, then remove the silver needles, and his qi and blood will start to flow smoothly, and he will wake up."
Xunfēi was physically weak and frail to begin with, and after a mind-numbing surgery, he was even more mentally deteriorating.
If her husband hadn't been behind her, she would have fallen to the ground.
Fu Zhaojun nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Madam, I will take good care of the old marshal. You can go and rest."
She would no longer speculate whether this person had traveled through time like herself, because there was no need to do so.
No matter whether they were happy with each other in the past, they can't go back now. They both have the life they want. That's enough. Why add to their troubles?
"Okay, call me if you need anything. I'm going to sleep first." Xunmi turned around and let the whole weight of her body fall to her husband, her voice a little low.
"Yilin, I have no strength left. Can you carry me back?"
As expected, surgeries in ancient times were not as safe as they are today. In modern times, there are various instruments to assist, but in ancient times, no mistakes could be allowed and dared not be made.
Just now, in order to ensure that there would be no accidents, she had been using mental control throughout the whole process. Now that she has relaxed, the feeling is really sour.
Feng Yilin simply picked up the person and strode away. At this time, no one accused him of valuing a woman more than his own father and the hope of the country.
If it weren't for this woman, how could they be so safe?
Take the expulsion of Sato's gang, for example. She played a big role in it.
She has done so much, no matter what her original intention was, but they are the ones who benefited from it.
Most of the people who escorted Feng Huailin here were injured and were being treated by military doctors outside. The only one who was not injured was Sun Da.
However, when they saw Sun Da, who was obviously showing fear in the corner, a look of contempt flashed across their faces.
Another traitor. These people are so bold that they dare to do anything.
Xunmi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed. The S-level plane had too many restrictions, so she had to explore carefully and slowly.
As for the matter of the military doctor, let’s talk about it after I wake up.
Feng Yilin stroked the dark circles under her eyes with heartache. It was because of his uselessness that she was so tired.
He gently covered his wife with a quilt and secretly swore in his heart that he would never let her suffer like this again.
It's time to clean up those who keep looking for trouble. In an instant, the gentleness in their eyes turned into bloodthirsty murderous intent.
No matter who it is, if they are not careful enough to touch it, they will be bitten hard.
"Do you know who I am? I've been following the old marshal for over ten years. If you treat me like this, he will definitely punish you when he wakes up."
"As long as you let me go now, I will pretend that nothing happened."
After Sun Da finally got used to the pain, he managed to speak, his face still as pale as a ghost.
Leaning against the wall, trying hard to look calm and fearless.
Damn it, where are all those people who followed me? If they were here, I wouldn’t be at such a disadvantage.
Feng Yilin and the girl who ruined his plans both deserve to die.
"Hey, where did this dog come from? It keeps barking. Is it worried that it will die too late?"
Liang Hui just went out for a while and received the message as soon as he came back. However, before he even stepped into the room, he heard the pretentious voice again.
He retorted without thinking. He never had a good impression of such self-righteous people.
Sun Da was furious. Another one came. He really wanted to get up from the ground and tear this guy to pieces alive.
But his left hand was still weak, and if he spoke too loudly or too fast, his jaw would hurt badly. He could only use his eyes and expressions to torture the people who came in.
Fu Zhaojun had been looking at the time on her pocket watch. When she saw it, she stood up and pulled out the silver needle.
She didn't even spare a glance for the man who was shouting that he wanted to turn things around. Traitor, the person she hated most in her life was traitor.
It is clearly his own land, and the land where he was born and raised, so why should he help outsiders to beat his own mother?
"Xiao Zhaojun, where is the Marshal, where is Qi Yang?" Liang Hui stepped in and took a look around, but didn't see the two of them, so he asked in confusion.
"Madam just finished surgery and is very tired. The Marshal sent her back to rest. Qi Yang went to deal with the ambush on the old marshal."
Fu Zhaojun gave a brief explanation, put down the silver needle, and turned around with a towel in her hand. She found that the person on the bed showed signs of waking up, and she shouted excitedly.
"Go and inform the marshal quickly, the old marshal has woken up."
Feng Huailin felt it was a bit noisy and his eyelids felt heavy. When he finally opened his eyes, he heard lively voices, and the depression in his heart disappeared a lot.
His unclear eyes fell on the girl in front of him, and he wondered if this was his daughter-in-law?
She is quite cute and has a sweet smile. It is nice to have such a sunny girl around my son. I am very satisfied.
Fu Zhaojun had no idea what Feng Huailin was thinking, but seeing him staring at her with some confusion, she asked carefully.
"Old Marshal, are you still feeling unwell? I..."
"We are all family, so why not call him old marshal? Call him father." Feng Huailin wanted to say this just now. This girl is too shy.
"Huh?" Fu Zhaojun was stunned and a little confused. She couldn't understand what the old marshal was saying.
Feng Huailin was sure that the little girl was indeed very shy and embarrassed, but it was only a matter of time before she would be called that.
"Don't be so reserved. Just call me dad like Yilin does. There's no need to be so formal."
Fu Zhaojun was completely confused and the towel in her hand almost fell to the ground. What on earth was the old marshal talking about?
She felt like her brain wasn't enough, and asked if anyone could explain it to her.
Feng Huailin wondered why this little girl was so easily frightened. As the daughter-in-law of their Feng family, wasn't she too fragile?
But it doesn’t matter, as long as my son likes it.
After figuring it out, Feng Huailin no longer minded and said bluntly, "You're already with my son, and he likes you, but you won't even call me father?"
"Oh my god, what?" This time, Fu Zhaojun couldn't even maintain her ladylike appearance, and her expression was completely broken.
The two people who happened to be walking to the door also stopped.
Feng Yilin immediately looked at the expression of the person next to him, and saw that her already bad face turned even paler. His heart tightened, as if someone had twisted it into a ball, and the pain was like a needle prick.
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