Chapter 33 (2/2)

Walking to support Ru-er to arrive at the side of the bonfire, and then sit down, Zhuo Qing softly said: “Ru-er, you help me set the fire up a little.”

Ru-er nodded firmly, this young woman’s courage and insight made people admire endlessly.

Walking for a couple steps, Zhuo Qing picked up the tree stick from the ground once again, handed it over to Ru-er, said: “Hold this, if he wakes up, you just give him another hit.” Her main fear was, if at that time she was halfway treating his wound, the big person woke up, it would be troublesome.

Ru-er took a bigger than her arm stick, then looked at the big person on the side who remained unconscious. Looking at Zhuo Qing’s cold and firm face, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, challengingly answered: “Oh…. I…. got it.”

In her heart, this was somewhat difficult for her, but she had no choice under the current circumstances. Zhuo Qing walked back to Qian Jing’s side, supported him to lie down, said: “I will help you to treat the wound now.”

Qian Jing grabbed Zhuo Qing’s hand who was just about to undo the front part of his jacket, with a suspicious face: “Can you do it….?”

Zhuo Qing softly raised her eyebrows, she indeed possessed a surgeon qualification. Moreover the way she moved the knife was absolutely better than any other young surgeon, and towards the flesh of the body, bones, internal organs’ research, an average surgeon was by far inferior! This small operation for her was as easy as turning her hand, so to speak.

Zhuo Qing stretched her hand again, Qian Jing shouted again: “Hold on. Help me take…. out the medicine bottle from my waist.”

Rummaging through his waist to try to find it for a moment, Zhuo Qing found one small porcelain bottle, opened the wooden cork, a faintly smell of the medicine dissipated out, emptied out the bottle, but there was nothing inside. Handing over the medicine bottle to him, Zhuo Qing indifferently said: “There is no more.”

No more? Qian Jing cried piteously, why there was no more medicine at this time, could it be that the heaven wanted to extinct him!!

The smell of this medicine, was very familiar…. Zhuo Qing bowed her head to try to find a hidden pocket inside the belt for a moment, took out one small pouch, carefully opened it, poured it out and looked. Zhuo Qing secretly rejoiced, she handed over the small pill from her hand to Qian Jing, Zhuo Qing laughed and said: “Lucky for you, fortunately it does not get soaked, eat it, ok.” At that time, he said that this medicine was something to staunch a bleeding, frightened repose, detoxify fever/cold, a good elixir medicine! Hoping it was really that good…

“This is…..” Qian Jing received and looked, this was the medicine that he gave her last time, as it turned out she did not throw it away…. Picking up two thin knife blades, Zhuo Qing examined carefully, the cutting edge was very sharp, the thickness was also appropriate, finally she chose one knife. Her back was facing towards Qian Jing, she held the knife and placed it on the fire to sterilize it. Zhuo Qing whispered: “You let me preserve this life properly, you owe 100 liang now.”

Looking at the beautiful reflection of her back that was facing him, Qian Jing’s heart secretly filled up with strange feeling, lowly sighed, Qian Jing said: “Ok, let us begin.”

Holding the intended temporary surgical knife properly, Zhuo Qing walked to Qian Jing’s side, comfortingly said: “You have to tolerate, very quickly.”

“Let us do it!” Qian Jing unafraid of dying’s appearance made Zhuo Qing dumbfounded, he would still feel relaxed and play a joke at this moment!!

The blood already sticked on the clothing and skin together, Zhuo Qing carefully torn open the front jacket. Using the flame, Zhuo Qing carefully researched the position of the blade afterwards, then she started without the slightest hesitation: ” En, ah…” Without anesthetic, forcibly cutting the wound, one could imagine the pain. Although Qian Jing’s endurance could already be regarded as astonishing, but the pain caused by muscle contraction and unconsciously violent resistance caused her difficulty to continue with the knife, Zhuo Qing tightly knitted her brows. Sure enough, she did not suit to do a surgery! By comparison, she still liked dead bodies more, because they absolutely would obediently allow her to do whatever she pleased.

Accurately cutting open the adhesion to the muscle tissue, it only took 10 minutes, the whole barbs were taken out, the lethal weapon was thrown to the side. Zhuo Qing looked towards Qian Jing, he was holding firm both of his fists continuously, the flame shined down, his complexion was dark red, beads of sweat fell on his cheeks and to the ground, he was gasping a big mouthful of air disorderly, lightly patting his cheeks, Zhuo Qing heavily narrated: “Qian Jing, already done, you relax.”

Although the lethal weapon was taken out, but there was no disinfectant, even more, no suture tool, fortunately, comparing with the same surgery, Qian Jing wound’s measurement was surprisingly small. Could it be that in martial arts’ novels, sealing some acupuncture points, the blood could temporarily stop, this thing was real!? This was extremely magical, she could actually research it properly!

The current problem was what she could use to wrap his wound in order to prevent infection, she could not tear her clothing again, otherwise, she would be naked!

“Hiss….” Zhuo Qing was still worried, the sound of a clothing that was being ripped up echoed. Zhuo Qing went back just to see Ru-er was snatching a big chunk of clothing, handed it over to her, and said: “For you.”

The sides of her legs were exposed, Ru-er was really not used to, she pulled back her legs desperately, but the hand with the strips of the skirt still firmly handed them over to Zhuo Qing. Zhuo Qing took the clothing, thankfully smiled and said: “Thank you.”

Ru-er felt embarrassing and shook her head, she did not help them with anything, if they did not save her, she would already…. Zhuo Qing took the clothing and tore it into strips, connected them together, gently helped up Qian Jing, rapidly wrapped up the wound, after the sharp pain, Qian Jing’s brain was more clear headed. Looking at the busy and skillful Zhuo Qing who was wrapping his wound, Qian Jing narrowed his tiny phoenix eyes, lowly gasping to ask: “You… are a doctor….”

Qian Jing secretly pondered her identify, facing blood and fierce wound, she was cool and calm, with a knife was steady and without hesitation, an agile skill as people had no choice but to admire. She would be unquestionably a medical expertise, but she was quite familiar with treating the wound like she had already treated numerous times of similar injuries like this. An ordinary doctor would just feel the pulse at most, then boil medicine. The opportunity to access this kind of knife injury was not many, especially she was still a rich young lady…. Doctor? “You can consider it like that.” Forensic investigator was also a doctor, right~~ wrapping up the wound properly, Zhuo Qing released a long breath, she was tired and slumped on the ground, and said: “You rest for a moment, at dawn we will….”

Qian Jing’s phoenix eyes suddenly trembled with fear, complexion was gloomy, grasped her wrist firmly, softly said: “There is someone!”

There was someone!? Zhuo Qing relaxed her neves just a moment ago and had to brace once again, impossible, ok! Looking at a disabled person, then she looked at herself whose clothing was not even covering her body, battered and exhausted, Zhuo Qing cried piteously, this night still did not have enough frustration, how many bad lucks could one person have after all?!