"Okay, what does the lady need? I will prepare it for the lady."
"Bring me clean cloths, hot water, and my medicines." Fu Yunsang ordered.
She tied her long hair with a headband, and tidied up the long sleeves that got in the way, after Qiuyue got everything ready.
Fu Yunsang's face became quieter, and he put his small hand on Zhao Miaomiao's shoulder, and held the feather arrow with his other hand.
She wrapped the feather arrow with cloth to prevent the blood-stained feather arrow from being too slippery and unable to exert force when exerting force.
Fu Yunsang observed Zhao Miaomiao's face, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a "shua", he pulled out the arrow.
She quickly blocked the wound, sprinkled powder on it to stop the bleeding, and bandaged Zhao Miaomiao with the help of Qiuyue.
During the whole process, the other party didn't snort at all, if she didn't know clearly that the other party was still angry.
I must have thought that Zhao Miaomiao was dead.
After Fu Yunsang finished, he let out a long breath, "It's finally done."
"Miss, are you tired, your bed is taken by this girl. Where will miss sleep tonight?" Qiuyue looked at the pale woman lying on Fu Yunsang's bed and muttered.
"WellI'll just sleep there." Fu Yunsang pointed to a small couch under the window sill and yawned, "I feel so tired after tossing around for so long, Qiuyue, tidy up for me Small couch."
"How can this be done? How about I move this girl to a small couch." Qiuyue shook her head.
"She suffered such a serious injury, wouldn't you let her die if you moved her?" Fu Yunsang said in surprise.
Qiuyue had no choice but to follow Fu Yunsang's words and tidy up the couch, "Miss, I will find a quilt to sleep next to your couch later. This girl is a bit dangerous, so Qiuyue is worried."
"Oh, Qiuyue, you clearly know that I'm not used to other people sleeping in my room. She suffered such a serious injury, and she doesn't know if she will survive tomorrow. She can't do anything to me." Fu Yunsang persuaded patiently .
Seeing that Qiuyue was still struggling, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times, "Ahem, cough, I just want to rest as soon as possible."
Qiuyue had to blow out the candles and go out.
Fu Yunsang lay on the small couch, looked sideways at Zhao Miaomiao in the dark night, and closed his eyes when he heard the footsteps of Qiuyue finally going away outside the house.
Early the next morning, Fu Yunsang woke up from his dream, washed and ate, read and practiced calligraphy under Qiuyue's service.
The whole morning passed, and Zhao Miaomiao lying on the bed remained motionless like a log.
Fu Yunsang held a brush with his slender fingers, and wrote the character "kill" on the white paper.
After finishing writing, the brush in her hand pressed heavily on the white paper, staining the original handwriting into a ball of black ink.
Fu Yunsang crumpled the destroyed white paper into a ball and threw it on the table.
As the gold medal killer of Xiaoyun Valley, he still hasn't woken up after treatment. Isn't this recovery ability too bad?
Fu Yunsang waited patiently. After lunch and dinner, the person on the bed still had no possibility of waking up.
After Fu Yunsang took the pulse many times to confirm Zhao Miaomiao's condition, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and took out a silver needle and stabbed her somewhere in the tiger's mouth.
This acupuncture point is the most capable of stinging people's nerves, as long as it is not a dead person, it will respond.
"Master host, you have been sleeping all day, you should wake up." The puppy said cheerfully.
Zhao Miaomiao, who was blocked from feeling pain, finally opened his eyes. The first thing he did when he woke up was to habitually draw a knife from his waist. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com