Ling Wu stared at Qin Luoyu and said coldly, "You know the whole story now. Do you still have to see me hurt?"

Qin Luoyu pursed his lips and took a deep breath, "I remember when I first started studying medicine, the teacher taught me that doctors are kind-hearted and cannot refuse to save them. I naturally have to see your injuries."

She couldn't control the hatred between the two countries. Ling Junxing had no intention of saving her, so she also accepted it.

She only knew that if she was not saved today, she would never be able to be ashamed of the doctor's profession in the future.

She doesn't want to make herself entangled with regret and regret whenever she thinks about what she is today in the future.

Ling Wu looked at Qin Luoyu for a while, and his eyes were like sharp blades, as if he was about to pierce Qin Luoyu, seeing clearly what she was thinking.

Qin Luoyu gritted his teeth and endured the other party's scrutiny.

Finally, Ling Wu withdrew his gaze and smiled: "I didn't expect Qin Chong to have a daughter like you, but it's still interesting."

He leaned against the wall tiredly, raised his hand and pointed at Ling Junxing, "Can you deal with his injuries?"

Qin Luoyu was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Ling Junxing, and then said, "Yes."

What she studied was first aid surgery, and trauma treatment was naturally no problem.

Ling Wu said: "Give him treatment first."

Ling Junxing said in a hoarse voice: "Father, never do it."

Ling Wu's face darkened, "Are you going to disobey my orders?"

"My son dare not, but my son cannot agree."

Ling Junxing knew Ling Wu's intention very well, but he could not agree.

His injuries are not yet killed, but Ling Wu's injuries...

Ling Wu took a breath and gave an ultimatum: "I ordered you to let her deal with it first. Only in this way can I feel at ease with her medical skills."

Ling Junxing pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Qin Luoyu came to Ling Junxing, "Well, since the emperor has his life, then I... will help you see the wound first."

She stretched out her hand and wanted to help Ling Junxing untied her robe, but she was a little afraid. She glanced at the Jueying beside Ling Junxing, "Please help your highness take off your clothes."

She was a little scared of Ling Junxing, but she had nothing to be afraid of Jueying and Qin Luoyu, so she was particularly natural to tell her instructions.

She turned around and looked at the people around her, "Thank you no matter how hard you work, bring the candle over there. By the way, look at the wine pot on the ground, pick up a pot with wine, and take it together, thank you."

This person who was closer to her was Wei Wuji, the general of the Xiaoqiying Town Army.

Seeing her instructing General Wei like this, Guo Shaopu was about to get angry immediately. Wei Wuji shook his head, and really got up to hold a candle and took the wine pot.

Jueying's face was slightly dark, so she had to help Ling Junxing untied her robe. When the wound was completely exposed, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

The knife wound extends straight from the right shoulder to the top of the chest, about twenty centimeters long, and the flesh is turned out, and the bones are damaged on the shoulder, which is extremely terrifying.

Qin Luoyu dipped silk yarn into white wine and skillfully disinfected Ling Junxing's wounds.

The silk yarn brushed the wound, and Ling Junxing's body trembled. His wound was deep and long, and it was conceivable how painful it was when dipped in the white wine.

Qin Luoyu took the action lightly and said, "It hurts a little, bear it."

Ling Junxing didn't say a word, but there was cold sweat on his forehead.

Qin Luoyu took out the silver needle from the medicine bag, roasted it on the candle, and put on the silver thread.
Chapter completed!