Feng Jiu raised her eyes and glanced at him, then said: âIf you have something to say, say it.â
âI want to ask if you will take a look at Uncle Sunâs leg and see if it can be treated.â He said, and looked back at the middle aged man who was sitting under the tree, enduring the pain.
âUncle Sun is actually a good person. Although he is an outsider, he has always been very loyal to our Guo Family. He didnât mean to offend you before. He didnât know and didnât dare to believe that it was you who protected us.â
He tried his best to speak kind words about the middle aged man in hopes that Feng Jiu would take a look at the wound on his calf. After all, the bite from the wolf was so deep that it had reached his bone. He had held on till now, he wondered if his leg would still be usable.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and followed his gaze towards the middle aged man sitting under the tree. After she thought about it, she stood up and walked over. She stood in front of him and said: âCut off the lower part of his trousers.â
Guo Xinning, who had followed her, stepped forward hurriedly and cut open his trousers and revealed a deep wound with the bone showing and blood oozing out. The rows of wolf teeth marks made him shiver.
âMy leg is useless, it canât be curedâŠâ Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Jiu spraying a sip of wine from her mouth onto his calf. The wine on the wound caused him to scream out in pain and he nearly fainted.
Guo Xinningâs heart raced. He was already in so much pain from his wound, let alone being sprayed with wine. That kind of pain was probably worse than death?
âItâs a bite from a wolf, itâs impossible to disinfect without alcohol.â She said lightly, then put the wine away and muttered: âWhat a waste of my good wine.â
The middle aged man couldnât help but laugh when he heard it, but didnât say anything. He just looked at the young man squatting beside him.
âLittle Jiu, do you need my help?â Xie Yutang leaned forward and asked.
âYes, clean up the wound.â Feng Jiu said while she prepared some items.
âFine.â Xie Yutang had become quite skilled at helping to clean up wounds and bandaging wounds over the past two days.
He stepped forward immediately and cleaned the middle aged manâs wound, but the blood kept flowing. He couldnât help but look back at Feng Jiu: âThe wound is still bleeding, what should I do?â
âItâs fine, it will be fine after a while.â She said, then turned around with thread and a needle in her hand. She looked at the middle aged man and said: âThe flesh from your leg was nearly bitten off, I have to sew it up. It will hurt a little, so bear with it.â
âBranch, bite it!â Xie Yutang picked up a branch on the side and handed it to him to bite.
The middle aged man looked at the needle and thread in Feng Jiuâs hand and his heart skipped a beat: âThis is a needle? Youâre sewing? Will this work?â
Feng Jiu glanced at him: âOf course.â
Upon hearing this, the middle aged man had no choice but to bite on the branch and endure it.
âJust wipe that blood that flows out, donât get in the way of my sewing.â She instructed Xie Yutang.
âYes, I understand.â He replied. He was also a little curious how she could sew flesh.
His heart trembled when he saw Feng Jiu holding the needle and thread and sewed the flesh together. It turned out that the method of sewing clothes could be used this way.
The middle aged man watched the needle and thread as it pierced his own flesh. The severe pain and the visual impact caused him to faint in the endâŠ
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