When Qu Li appeared at the embroiderer's house, he heard heart-wrenching cries coming from inside.
Her heart tugged twice, she clenched her hands, and walked in.
The embroiderer looked at her with tearful eyes, her expression gradually becoming resentful: "What are you doing here?"
Even if she really accidentally dropped an embroidery needle, it wouldn't hurt her at all.
Even beating her a few times would be better than destroying her hands.
Qu Li didn't dare to look at her casually bandaged hands. She always felt that it was her aggressiveness that made the embroiderer the scapegoat of the high priest.
"You bad guy, you caused my mother to be injured!"
A slightly older boy rushed to Qu Li and pushed her hard.
There were two clear handprints on Qu Li's body.
The embroiderer did resent Qu Li in her heart, but she didn't want her child to be retaliated against by Qu Li for defending her.
Like a hen protecting her chicks, she quickly put the boy behind her.
"Miss Qu, I've been through so much and have learned my lesson. Please show some mercy and let us poor people go!"
Qu Li's eyes finally fell on the embroiderer's hands. "I'm not here to cause trouble."
"Then you are..." The embroiderer obviously didn't believe it.
"Can I see your hand?"
The embroiderer pursed her lips and said nothing.
"If the injured hand is treated in time, it will recover."
"My fingers..."
"I found the finger. If you trust me, give it to me!"
The embroiderer was skeptical, with hope in her eyes, but also a sense of caution.
"Get out of here! Stop pretending to be kind! If you were really that kind, you wouldn't have had my mother's fingers chopped off!" The young man became agitated again, like a wolf cub: "I used to idolize you, but you're not worthy at all!"
Qu Li felt like her heart was being hit by a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, and the suffocating feeling made her breathing even more difficult.
"Zhu Zi, don't do this."
"Mom, don't believe her! Let's go find another doctor." Zhuzi wiped the tears from his face.
He kept crying, and the little girl beside him started crying too.
"Ahem, Zhuzi's wife, what happened?"
An old voice came from the room.
The embroiderer pursed her lips and said, "Mother, it's nothing. A distinguished guest has arrived."
"Then why are Zhuzi and Erya crying?"
"No, you heard wrong." The embroiderer looked at Qu Li, "My mother-in-law is old. After my husband died in an accident, she cried so hard that her eyes went blind and her ears became deaf."
Qu Li nodded, "So, you are willing to believe me, right?"
"To be honest, I don't quite believe you! Can you let me think about it?"
"If you miss the optimal time to reattach a severed finger, even if it is reattached, the nerves will die, and it will be impossible to restore it to its original state."
The embroiderer didn't understand what was going on, but she felt that the matter seemed very serious.
Zhuzi stared at her with red eyes, "Can you really cure my mother?"
"I'll try my best! If I had known this was the case, I definitely wouldn't have delved into it!"
Her eyes were so sincere that the embroiderer finally agreed to let her suture her severed finger.
The embroiderer's home was too simple and not suitable for surgery.
Qu Li pondered for a moment, then sent a message to Feng Yi. Half an hour later, he brought the embroiderer to the Shadow Pavilion branch.
The operation went very smoothly. After it was over, Qu Li slumped in the chair exhausted.
"Li'er?"
Outside the door, Feng Yi heard the voice and asked with concern.
"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." She took a sip of the spiritual spring water.
Suddenly I remembered that the broken sandalwood hairpin could be restored to its original shape after being soaked in the spiritual spring water. Maybe the spiritual spring water can also have miraculous effects on repairing nerves.
She took out a bottle of spiritual spring water and said to Zhuzi, "The liquid in this bottle can help your mother repair the nerves in her severed fingers. Remember to let her soak in it every day."
Zhuzi lowered the corners of his lips, and his black and white eyes stared at her sincere eyes.
"And here are these banknotes. Take them."
"I don't want your money!"
"How will you take care of your sister and grandmother while your mother is recovering from her injury?" Qu Li gently held his thin shoulders.
The pillar hung its head.
She was about to say something else, but Feng Yi said gently, "Go and rest first. I'll talk to him."
Her face looked very ugly and he felt distressed.
When their eyes met, Qu Li clearly saw the concern and worry in his eyes.
Her heart felt as if it were soaked in warm water. She stood up straight and said, "Then I'll leave it to you!"
Feng Yi nodded.
When Qu Li woke up, she found Feng Yi looking at her tenderly.
She touched the corner of her mouth and found no drool. She frowned and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I just love looking at you!"
Qu Li was amused by his sweet talk, "I shouldn't be grinding my teeth or drooling or anything like that, right?"
Feng Yi's eyes were filled with doting, and he reached out to scratch her small nose: "You will always be the most beautiful in my eyes! No matter when or what you look like."
Most women like to hear sweet words.
She sat up, put her arms around his neck, and pecked him quickly on the lips.
Feng Yi's smile deepened, and his big hand fell on the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
The temperature in the room rose instantly.
"Master!" Lao Mo's voice came from outside.
Good things were interrupted, and Feng Yi's face looked extremely ugly.
Qu Li pinched his cheek soothingly: "It must be something important! By the way, how are Zhuzi and his mother now?"
"Still in the operating room."
"I'll go check it out. You go see what Lao Mo has to do."
"good."
Qu Li came to the outside of the operating room and saw through the crack in the door that Zhuzi was holding the embroiderer's hand and blowing her breath.
At this time, the anesthetic effect had worn off and the pain came back. The embroiderer felt her fingers were swollen and painful.
But her son was so considerate and blew his air on her, which made her feel particularly warm.
He raised his hand and touched the top of Zhuzi's head, "Zhuzi, you should take a rest too."
"Mom, I'm fine!" Zhuzi rubbed his sore cheek, "Mom, does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"That sister gave us a few silver notes and a bottle of potion."
The embroiderer's resentment towards Qu Li has now completely faded. "When someone gives you a drop of water, you should repay them with a spring of water!"
Zhuzi frowned and said in confusion: "Mom, if it weren't for her, you wouldn't have suffered this!"
"Mother thought about it carefully, maybe it was really my carelessness that caused me to leave the embroidery needle in the wedding gown!"
Qu Li frowned.
"Do you want to come in?" Zhuzi looked up and saw Qu Li, and a look of vigilance appeared in his eyes again.
The embroiderer was terrified and stood up immediately.
"How do you feel?" Qu Li asked in a gentle voice.
"A bit bloated!"
"It will indeed be a little painful after the anesthetic wears off. You must not touch water during the next few days. You can apply the medicine I gave you." Qu Li warned.
The embroiderer nodded frequently.
And Zhuzi's eyes looking at Qu Li became brighter and brighter...
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