Well, it seems that the liquid is probably disinfectant. Since someone was kind enough to treat her wound, Hua Qingcheng couldn't say anything. However, the irritation of this liquid is really not something that most people can tolerate. It is even more cruel than pouring alcohol directly on the wound to disinfect it.
After cleaning the wound, Han Yichen took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound. Hua Qingcheng immediately felt much better. Then he took out a bandage and wrapped it around Hua Qingcheng's head twice before securing it.
"Okay, don't let the wound get wet. It will heal in three days."
After Han Yichen finished speaking, he packed up his things and returned to his room.
The warm feeling on her head suddenly disappeared, and Hua Qingcheng stared at the direction Han Yichen left in a daze. She thought to herself: This person has a cold exterior but a warm heart.
"Don't worry, my wife! Since my third brother said so, I'm sure you'll get better soon."
Seeing that she was still in a daze, Mu Lige thought she didn't believe him, so he continued, "A while ago, Lao Hei broke his leg, and it was my third brother who healed him. Even when Huasheng from the Zheng family had a difficult birth last month, it was my third brother who helped deliver him."
"So powerful?"
Mu Lige's words finally brought Hua Qingcheng back to her senses. She hadn't expected the original owner, the third husband, to have such impressive medical skills. She could understand treating a broken leg, but the fact that he could give birth to eight children and still help the mother to have a natural birth was something she admired deeply.
Even in the 22nd century, most twin births require caesarean sections in hospitals. So in ancient times, wouldn't Han Yichen's medical skills have been the pinnacle of the medical field?
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