Luo Lan frowned and sewed her. She knew that she had seen a brother in the village. Once, she was cut off her back and was trampled with blood and flesh. She looked very ferocious and terrifying. Doctor Qin in the village also sewed him up and used mulberry white bark thread. Later, the wound was healed and left a big scar, like a centipede, which looked very disgusting.

She doesn't want to be like that.

She shook her head: "No, I won't sew."

Wei Zhao was carrying his body and turning anesthetics, needles, and threads out of the box. When he heard her say, he turned around and said, "Afraid of pain? I have anesthetics, and it won't hurt. Soon, I will only have a few injections."

"No, I'm not afraid of pain, I'm afraid..." She hesitated for a moment and didn't say it out.

It’s not that she is afraid of pain, oh, that’s right. If a woman suffers such a serious injury, she will either faint from the pain, or cry and seek death. She doesn’t say a word and can talk to herself, which shows that she is not a person who is afraid of pain.

Since you are not afraid of pain, that's... Wei Zhao thought about it and suddenly said, "Are you afraid of leaving scars?"

Women all over the world love beauty. Since they are either afraid of pain, they are afraid of ugliness.

"I..." Luo Lan habitually wanted to sing a counter-topic with him and refuted him, but she didn't say it out loud!

Wei Zhao smiled and found that it was indeed the character of the little daughter, "It's okay. I'm just used to sew wounds, and it won't leave scars. I'll try to sew beautiful points for you."

Luo Lan stared into his eyes and said, "Is it really not scar?"

"No, as long as the wound does not crack, it will definitely not!" Wei Zhao nodded with certainty. This suture is different from ordinary threads. This thread can be used for medical beauty and will be completely integrated into the human body without removing the thread. With his skills, he is confident that he will not leave any scars.

When Luo Lan heard what he said, he held the idea of ​​just believing it, nodded and said, "Then... then you can sew it!"

Wei Zhao took out the anesthetic and used a syringe to perform local anesthesia. Luo Lan widened her eyes and saw the transparent tube with needle in his hand, injecting some milky white liquid into his shoulders. He quickly asked, "What are you?"

Wei Zhao pulled out the needle, shook the syringe in his hand and said, "You said this? This is the syringe, which contains anesthetics. If you use this medicine, it will not hurt when it is sutured later."

Luo Lan said: "Then, can you show me your...syringe?"

Uh... Wei Zhao looked at the syringe in his hand and handed it to her, "Then be careful, the needle is very sharp."

Luo Lan took it and pinched the needle. The material was non-silver and non-jade, transparent and light. She imitated Wei Zhao and pulled the piston. (⊙o⊙) Wow, she was completely different from the difficulty she imagined, and couldn't help but stare wide.

(?˙o˙)? This, this is so fun.

She held the needle in one hand and played with it with great enthusiasm, while the other hand was hanging beside her. Wei Zhao had already threaded the needle and began to sew.

When she noticed that the needle was shiny and looked not made of silver, she turned around and asked Wei Zhao: "This needle doesn't seem to be silver!"

Then I found that Wei Zhao was actually cutting the thread.

!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Is this already sewn? Why don’t you feel anything at all?

Look at the wound, the wound has indeed been stitched, and a few light-colored lines intertwined on the wound, and it doesn’t feel ugly.

Wei Zhao cut off the thread, sterilized the wound with iodine, and wrapped it with medicinal gauze before answering: "It's indeed not made of silver, it's a new material."

Luo Lan said: "What medicine did you just say you used for me? Why didn't I feel the pain at all?"

"Anesthetics, this medicine can make people fall asleep completely, ignorant, and there will be no pain in the broken belly."

"So amazing, where did your medicine and syringe come from? Can you sell some to me?" Luo Lan was full of admiration. It was so amazing. If she had this medicine, the village would not have to go out every time. If you use this medicine for meat tickets, you would have to use it for a little bit, what would you do to get it right?

The brothers in the village were injured, so they didn’t have to endure severe pain to treat them. This was simply a must-have item for robbing the family and traveling at home!

Uh... Wei Zhao was stunned by her question, and then quickly said, "I made this myself and couldn't buy it. Moreover, the things I used were very precious, and the medicines made were very rare. I can only use a little bit in conjunction with the surgery!"

"Ah? Did you make it yourself?" Luo Lan turned the syringe over and over again after hearing Wei Zhao's words. He actually made this thing so exquisite?

I can't believe that he has such ability at such a young age!

Since she couldn't buy it, she gave up and stopped buying medicine. She obediently took the medicine handed to her by Wei Zhao, and did not ask what medicine it was.

Su Yuancheng pushed the door and said, "Young Master, are you okay? Everyone seems to have left. We have to go out now, otherwise we will definitely be discovered tomorrow morning."

Wei Zhao nodded, "Okay, you guys wait a moment, I'll go out and have a look."

Then Wei Zhao pushed the door and walked along the way Su Yuancheng came in. He found that there was no one, so he came back and asked, "Luo Lan, can you leave?"

Luo Lan nodded. Although her face was pale and sweaty now, she could still move.

"Then, Su Yuancheng, take her along the way you come in. Be careful not to force her wounds when you go up the wall, otherwise it will be troublesome if the wounds crack. After you go out, you can find a place to stay. Tomorrow morning, come here to find me, and say that it was the patient I used to treat, and come to me if the disease occurs. At that time, the prefect should arrange for you to come in, so that you can come in just right."

Su Yuancheng nodded: "I understand, young master."

Luo Lan looked at Wei Zhao deeply and saw that he carefully draped a piece of clothing on her shoulders, covering the wound on her shoulders. His side face was very handsome under the candlelight, with an indescribable smell.

She calmed down and said to him: "Okay, we will come to you tomorrow. I will repay you with such precious medicine as you."

She fainted for a while and did not hear the conversation between Su Yuancheng and Wei Zhao about killing her and taking revenge, so she was not clear about the relationship between the Wei Zhao and the Han family case.

Wei Zhao thought to himself: Repay? Didn’t the ancients like to say that the grace of saving lives cannot be repaid. Is the little woman willing to promise Balabala with her body? I don’t know if Luo Lan looks good?

However, the feel is good...

I feel a little regretful that when she fainted, why didn't I take off the face towel for her?

However, there was no expression on his face, and he just nodded. He believed that Luofengzhai was not the murderer of the Han family, but he still wanted to hear her say, why did the government office choose them Luofengzhai as the scapegoat?

Wei Zhao went out to take a look again, and confirmed that there was no one in the small yard, so he waved to Su Yuancheng and the others to go out.

Su Yuancheng supported Luo Lan and looked at Wei Zhao before leaving. The subtext in his eyes, "Look at her, don't let her run away, I have something to ask her" indicated that he had received it and was ready to implement it.

When they all went out, Wei Zhao had no intention of reading any legendary scripts. He hadtily removed all the blood-stained bedding and prepared to let Li Wan'er wash it when dawn.

As for the bloody clothes, they were thrown into the trash can, completely "destroying the corpse and destroying the traces".

However, when he packed up the gauze and syringe, he found that the syringe was missing.

It seems that she was let go.
Chapter completed!