The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife (711-)

Chapter 839: Limb Suture

He Xi raised her head and casually pointed at a person, then said, "Come here, hold him down for me. Don't let him move away!"

The soldier who was pointed out was taken aback and repeated blankly, "Me? Me?"

Ouyang Haoxuan smiled lightly, "Xi Yue, I don't need someone to hold me down. I won't move. I can bear this pain."

He Xi raised her eyes and looked at him with a sneer, "Alright, that's what you said. Since you are so tolerant and don't care that your arm is cut, I don't think anesthetic is necessary. You can endure the process of suturing the broken arm. If you move during this period, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ouyang Haoxuan was taken aback for a moment, but He Xi didn't give him a chance to go back; countless silver needles suddenly appeared in her hand.

Some of these needles were ordinary acupuncture needles, and some were suture needles with catgut.

She calmed her expression and asked a soldier to hold and place Ouyang Haoxuan's arm five centimeters away from the wound.

The soldier trembled as he grasped the cold, bloody arm and watched He Xi continuously stick needles into Ouyang Haoxuan. He couldn't help but tremble, "This...Young Master, what are you doing?"

"Shut up! Hold still!" In fact, He Xi was a bit angry. Ouyang Haoxuan's tyrannical style of play would one day end his life, but she also knew that Ouyang Haoxuan needed to vent, otherwise, it would be abnormal.

He Xi said only four words before all the preparations were ready.

In the next moment, everyone, yes everyone, including Chen Guang, the eyes of 100,000 Zhenwei Army soldiers, and Cai Jie were locked onto He Xi and watched her every move. They wanted to rub their eyes to see if what they saw were real.

He Xi had a pair of smooth and slender hands that were white like jade.

At this time, the hands were dancing like white butterflies through a flower field. While dancing, the catgut intersected with each other.

The needles and threads were treated with special medicine and soaked in spirit water to create a unique toughness that could integrate into the human body after stitching without causing harm.

Silver needles shone with cold light pierced through the meridians of Ouyang Haoxuan's broken arm then pierced into the wound of the arm held by the soldier. Piercing in and out of the meridians.

After a cup of tea, Ouyang Haoxuan's face was already pale and covered in sweat. The clothes on his back were soaked in sweat.

This was not the pain of being cut, but the suturing of his meridians.

However, no one cared whether he was hurt or not. Even Chen Guang's eyes were glued to He Xi's every move, unable to pay attention to anything else.

Seeing that the catgut connected all the meridians, He Xi's hands abruptly stopped.

The arm suddenly broke away from the soldier's hand and connected to the wound, joining together tightly.

Ouyang Haoxuan couldn't help but let out a muffled sigh.

But He Xi's hands kept going. She picked up another threaded needle and sewed a circle on the outer skin.

After the last knot, she cut the thread. She wanted to wipe away a drop of sweat that dripped from her forehead and stuck along her eyelashes.

Before she could wipe it off with her sleeve, a pair of warm hands stretched out, holding a silk handkerchief, and gently wiped away her sweaty forehead and eyelashes stained by sweat.