Chapter 9 Miraculous Medical Skills

: "Eight... five points... no... three points!" Luo Li, who was grabbed by the collar, was so scared by the fierce gaze of the old man with the ghost hand that she kept counting down!

[Even the simplest surgery has risks. Don't blame me for saying one more sentence. You killed the dog Qin King and then killed him.]

The ghost hand stared at her eyes intently, and after a moment, he spoke decisively: "Okay! You do it!"

"No... no! Why should I do it? I can't. I'm afraid of knives and I bleed!" Luo Li was anxious to get rid of the fate of being blamed.

The old man with the ghost hand still stared at her eyes, his eyes were sinister, and he said word by word: "You must help him heal! If he dies, you and the little girls you brought with you will be buried with him!"

Luo Li was so angry that she wanted to jump up, but she was strangled by the collar and couldn't jump an inch.

"Why?! I didn't shoot the arrow, why should I and the maids be buried with him if he dies?!"

The old man with the ghost hand smiled grimly, "Why? Just because I am a ghost hand poison doctor who kills without blinking an eye! There are at least 800 people who died in my hands!"

He loosened his hand that was holding Luo Li's collar, "If you delay any longer, he will really be hopeless. If you don't want you and the maids to be buried with him, hurry up and heal him!" Damn it

! This is really an occupational disease that caused him to blurt out these words. He picked up a stone and hit his own foot. The consequence of being rude is to get into trouble!

Luo Li was so angry that she wanted to cry without tears! She wanted to slap herself in the face.

"Si Yu! Bring your surgical kit and come in!" Luo Li shouted to the outside of the door.

Yun Yi and several shadow guards stared at each other.

"Senior Ghost Hand, this... this is not appropriate, right? How can you let the princess help the prince remove the arrow and heal his wounds? This is not taking the prince's life..."

Yun Yi remembered that Senior Ghost Hand might not know the princess's background, so he lowered his voice.

: "Senior Ghost Hand, the princess... the princess has a problem with her brain, she is a fool, you can't joke with the prince's life!"

The old man Ghost Hand glanced at the shadow guards who were so anxious that smoke was coming out of their foreheads.

: "Do you have any other way? If we can't wait two hours, that kid's life will be over!"

: "No... No!" Yun Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Senior! How can the princess heal injuries? You do it yourself, it will be more likely than letting her do it, right?"

The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor was unmoved, "If I was sure, I would have done it a long time ago. I am not even 50% sure, and she is at least 30% sure, so let's try it!"

The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor is the prince's uncle. Although he is a poison master, he also has superb medical skills. But he is not even 50% sure.

Yun Yi didn't dare to say anything more, but retreated to the side with a heavy, nervous and complicated mood.

Siyu took out the surgical kit from her room and excitedly opened the curtain to enter. The expression on her little face was not fear, but a little bit of excitement and excitement!

"Miss, the surgical kit is here, where do you want to do the surgery?"

Luo Li looked at this silly girl who was obsessed with medicine and heartless, and glared at her unhappily!

Turning to the dead old man, he ordered, "You let them all retreat! At least fifty steps away from this room."

Upon hearing this, the ghost-handed old man ordered Yun Yi and others without hesitation, "Did you hear me? Go fifty steps outside the room and wait!"

Yun Yi looked at the prince lying on the bed with a pale face and closed eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly knelt down on his knees in front of Luo Li.

: "Princess! Please save the prince no matter what. As long as you save my prince, Yun Yi and the thirty-six shadow guards and three thousand Moyun cavalry will regard you as their master!"

Several other shadow guards also knelt on the ground, "Princess! Please save the prince no matter what!"

Luo Li looked at the seven-foot tall men kneeling in front of her. The tears and pleading in their eyes moved her heart. The subordinates of the dog King Qin are so loyal to him!

: "Alright, alright! Retreat quickly, remember to stay fifty steps away! You are not allowed to come in without being called!"

Although she was moved, Luo Li would not promise to save the King of Qin just because she was moved.

[The inner room they suddenly appeared in should have a tunnel leading to the outside of the palace.

Let them retreat fifty steps away and not come in without being told. If the dog Qin King is seriously injured and the situation gets bad, I will take my people and escape from the tunnel.

There must be soldiers chasing them outside. As long as we escape from the Qin Palace, I will report the dog Qin King to the soldiers. Even if the emperor doesn't reward me, he should spare my life, right?

Luo Li was thinking and making plans. She saw that the secret guards had all retreated, but the old man with the ghost hand stayed in the room, sitting steadily on the wooden bench she had just sat on.

"Old man! Why don't you leave and rush to treat your prince?"

The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor said calmly, "I must stay and watch you treat him with my own eyes, otherwise what if you stab my nephew to death and sneak away through the tunnel in the inner room?"

Luo Li roared to the sky in grief and anger, "Fuck!"

[This damn old man is not only cruel and ruthless, but also extremely insidious and cunning! All the ideas I have thought about for a long time are useless!

No wonder he looks like an ugly ghost, it really is true that appearance reflects the heart!]

The ghost hand old man shouted angrily, "What are you still hesitating about? Do you really want to be buried with my little nephew?"

Luo Li could only sigh resignedly, and walked into the bed with the heartless Si Yu who was still eager to try.

Looking at the candlelight, Luo Li squatted down to avoid the gaze of the old man outside. His consciousness entered the space, and he swiftly took out a high-intensity flashlight and the cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug poured into a small porcelain bottle.

Siyu had already excitedly opened the surgical kit, disinfected her hands with alcohol, put on the surgical gloves in the kit, and made preparations for the operation.

Luo Li shouted to the ugly old man who was sitting in the dormitory and staring at them, "Ugly old man! Come and help!"

When the ghost-handed poison doctor saw the things that Siyu took out of the surgical kit, his eyes were almost popped out of his head!

When his heart was beating like a drum, he heard Luo Li's shout, and he quickly responded and came to her side happily.

Luo Li turned on the high-intensity flashlight and handed it to him, "Take it! Shine it on the wound without shaking it!"

The ghost hand poison doctor trembled, and the high-intensity flashlight in his hand almost fell to the ground.

: [Oh my God! What kind of treasure is this? How can it emit such a bright light? Could it be a lightning treasure borrowed from the home of the "Thunder God and Lightning Mother" god couple? ]

Luo Li looked at the body in front of her that looked like an exquisite sculpture, and couldn't help but secretly praised it in her heart.

[The dog Qin Wang's figure is really good-looking after taking off his clothes! The lines are graceful and smooth, the muscles are tight and strong, the chest and abdominal muscles are not overly developed but full of beauty. What if...]

Luo Li put away her wandering thoughts and spread the surgical cloth on King Qin's exposed body.

The delicate hands wearing surgical gloves took the scalpel handed over by Xiyu, and cut open the skin of King Qin's chest at the opening covered with surgical cloth.

Once she was in working mode, she was already focused on the operation.

: "Hemostatic forceps!"

Xiyu handed the instrument to her hand accurately.

: "Scalpel No. 3!"

Xiyu accurately handed the instrument to her outstretched hand.

Xiyu looked at the young lady who was concentrating on the operation, her little face flushed with excitement.

She no longer had the fear she had felt the first time when the young lady forced her to be an assistant and perform a caesarean section on the eldest young lady, nor did she have the nausea and vomiting feeling she had when she saw the bloody internal organs

of the human body. Over the past six months, the young lady had trained her to perform some simple surgeries on her own using the pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the mansion and the corpses that were secretly dissected in the charity mansion. However, she had never tried it on a living person!

The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor looked at the movements of Luo Li's hands in shock as she was focused. In these extremely dexterous hands, those magical instruments completed the orderly process of incision, arrow removal, and suturing.

After Luo Li took out the arrow, she carefully sutured the wound on the diaphragm, then sucked out the blood in the chest cavity, sutured the cut blood vessels, and finally sutured the outermost incision!

Siyu kept wiping the sweat off the young lady's face distressed. She knew how much physical energy the young lady would consume during such a focused operation.

After suturing the last stitch, Luo Li took the small surgical scissors handed over by Siyu, cut off the thread, and straightened up.

This operation, which had an unsuitable operating table and an uncomfortable posture, lasted nearly an hour, and her waist was almost broken!

But she knew in her heart that once she entered the state of surgery, even if she continued to do it for another two hours, she would still persevere selflessly.

This! It is the professional quality that a surgeon must possess.

Siyu hurried over to support the young lady, and helped her numb legs to slowly walk to the wooden bench in the dormitory and sit down.

"Give him a spoonful of the anti-inflammatory medicine in the porcelain bottle with warm water." Luo Li sat tiredly on the wooden bench in the dormitory and ordered Siyu to clean up the mess.

The ghost-handed poison doctor no longer had the domineering and arrogant arrogance when he threatened Luo Li just now.

He woke up from the shock, and happily went to the table to pour a cup of cold tea, and respectfully brought it to Luo Li.

Bending over with a flattering face, "Hey... fairy!"