Flower Stealing Master Chapter 773: Healing

It turns out that although the yellow-shirted woman managed to break out of the siege just now, the palace guards are not vegetarians. Although they can't catch up with her lightly, they still have bows and crossbows in their hands. The yellow-shirted women are so tall that they successfully avoided. Most of it, but after all, it is still inevitable to avoid all.

After returning to Xiaoxingguo’s residence, the woman in the yellow shirt originally planned to use her internal force to force the arrow out, but unfortunately she was seriously injured, and the amount of true energy she could call was limited, and there were barbs on the arrow. She wounded her luck every time. The pain there was almost fainting, how dare she continue.

Because the arrow is still in the body, it is difficult to stop the bleeding by sealing the acupuncture points. The blood flowed out of the wound and dripped onto the bed, before making a ticking sound for Song Qingshu to hear.

Hearing the words of the girl in the yellow shirt, Song Qingshu looked weird: "I'm afraid this is not so good. I am worried that it will affect the girl's reputation..." ℃⊥℃⊥℃⊥, ≦.⊕≧.≥

"Which man or woman can't give or accept, you are obviously too..." The woman in the yellow shirt almost fainted. She finally mustered up the courage to ask him to help. Didn't expect this to be the answer? If a man is here, she would definitely not push back and forth like him. Of course, if she is a man, she would rather die than let the other party help.

"Since the girl doesn't mind, then I'll help," Song Qingshu added, "Say it in advance, this is your own request, and you won’t be allowed to settle accounts later."

The woman in the yellow shirt only thinks that he is afraid of being murdered, and he is angry and funny: "Don't worry, I won't settle accounts after autumn."

"Turn around and let me have a look." Song Qingshu commanded, while pulling water gauze or something, and at the same time sighed in his heart that I have been in this martial arts world for so long. I often encounter this situation. Practice makes perfect. I am almost becoming a surgeon.

The woman in the yellow shirt turned around slowly, her lips pressed tightly, and she apparently endured great pain. Song Qingshu looked at her back and saw that the wound was near the junction of the shoulder blade and the ribs. The bow and arrow had been broken by herself. Only the arrow part was cut into the flesh. The clothes near the wound had been soaked in blood and tightened. Close to the body.

Without a word, Song Qingshu directly tore the clothes on her back. The girl in the yellow shirt seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and instantly pulled the quilt next to her to cover her back. She got up and looked at him in shock and anger: "What are you doing!"

She was already injured, and such a big action aggravated the arrow wound on her back. She couldn't help but screamed and almost passed out without pain.

Song Qingshu reluctantly said: "Women, if you don't tear off the clothes on your back, how can I take out the arrow for you?"

The sharp eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt gradually softened, and there was a hint of red on her pale face: "But...you have to be torn so much by necessity?"

"I just tore it so casually. It's obviously that your clothes are not made of bad materials," Song Qingshu said hurriedly when she saw her murderous eyes. "Okay, you don't have to react so much, Miss Yang. Anyway, I am a eunuch. ."

"Sometimes I really wonder if you are an eunuch!" The woman in the yellow shirt gave him a bitter look.

"If you don't believe Miss Yang, you can check it yourself." Song Qingshu replied with a grin, and at the same time raised her leg intentionally or unintentionally.

"Bah, shameless..." The woman in the yellow shirt had long understood his rogue, but she was not as angry as she used to be.

"Women, you should continue to lie on the bed, and don't take out the arrow. If the blood is drained, you won't have the strength to scold me." Song Qingshu reached out and helped her.

When his hand just touched his shoulder, the woman in the yellow shirt became stiff and hurriedly said: "I'll do it myself." After speaking, she struggled and lay down, burying her head in the quilt. What expression is there.

Song Qingshu lifted the quilt on her back, and obviously felt the woman in the yellow shirt tremble again. Looking at the large white skin in front of her, he couldn't help saying: "Woman, I looked at your body, you You won’t kill me afterwards."

"Shut up, get the arrow for me!" The girl in the yellow shirt is going to be dizzy. If there is no other way, she can't wait to give this dead **** a blow.

"Okay, okay, then you have to bear it." Song Qingshu finally got serious, first took the knife to the flame and roasted it, and then cautiously began to cut the wound on her back.

"Yeah~" The woman in the yellow shirt caused cold sweat on her face with pain, and subconsciously grabbed Song Qingshu's hand next to her.

Song Qingshu was startled at first, and soon realized that she was in pain, so she grabbed it, and continued to treat the wound while thinking: "Fortunately, I am not an ordinary person, otherwise you grab a hand, I will still How can I help you get the arrow."

Looking at her forbearing the pain, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in her heart, and lightly patted the back of her hand to show comfort. Who knew that the girl in the yellow shirt subconsciously grasped his hand... …

"Okay, the arrow is taken out." I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Ancient related Yunchang scraped the bones to cure poison. It was an eye-opener to see the female middle school Guan Gong today." /

"Bah, you are the only woman Guan Gong." The woman in the yellow shirt was pleased by him. The little **** had no ink in her chest, but she insisted on arty quotations, and finally made it nondescript.

"The heroine is of course not Guan Gong, and Guan Gong's face is not so white," Song Qingshu laughed. "But heroine, can you release my hand? I have to apply medicine to you."

"Ah~" The woman in the yellow shirt realized that she was holding his hand all the time. What made her blush was that the two of them were touching each other and hurriedly flung them away.

Song Qingshu smiled and didn't take it seriously. While applying medicine to her, he teased: "It's the second time I have healed a girl. Female heroes, even though you have high martial arts, you should be more careful. I may have seen my whole body after being injured several times."

The girl in the yellow shirt raised her eyebrows, but she also knew that although he was not serious, he was caring about himself, so he didn't get angry, but said coldly, "You don't need to worry about your little eunuch... IndoMTL.com~What kind of medicine did you put on me?" She suddenly discovered that the other party did not use the Jinchuang medicine she provided.

Song Qingshu held the medicine bottle and shook it in front of her: "Of course it is a good medicine. After using this medicine, it will recover quickly, and it will not leave scars after the wound has healed. Girl, you are so beautiful, if you leave it on your body Scars, your future father-in-law may be heartbroken to death."

"Bah, what a mess." Although the woman in the yellow shirt is not polite, she is beautiful in nature. After hesitating for a moment, he let him use his own medicine. "How can you have such a little eunuch? Good medicine?"

Song Qingshu replied calmly: "Have you forgotten that I am the celebrity next to the queen? This medicine is honored by people from the hospital."

"It turned out to be like this." The woman in the yellow shirt nodded her head.

"Girl, you can take care of your injuries here. I have to go to the palace to do the work. Later, I will ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some blood and nourishing things to the door. The girl will eat more when the time comes." Song Qingshu will help her. After handling the wound, he got up and said goodbye.

The woman in the yellow shirt turned her head and looked at him like this, with very clear eyes: "Why are you... why are you so good to me?"