Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 444: Minor surgery

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Fei'er came out of Qijue Pagoda alive. This is an unspeakable excitement for Long Batian. I can’t wait to stand on the roof and roar for a few days to vent the huge joy in my heart. You can see the scars on Long Fei's body, most of them Life is gone, Long Batian's heart is suffering from colic, and he can't wait to suffer on behalf of Feier.

"It's okay, he is too weak now, he has no power to yell." Yun Tingruo opened his eyes and said nonsense, this body was bloody, scars one after another, even if there is no sound, but the voice is always screaming!

Long Fei has no voice now, that's because the water Yunyin used to wipe Long Fei's body was not ordinary hot water, but Lingchi water!

The benefits of Lingchi water are beyond ordinary people's imagination!

No matter how big the pain is, the water in the spirit pool can be resolved, so Long Fei's current feeling is not pain, but cool and comfortable, his whole body seems to be in a hot spring, swinging in various comfortable positions.

"Oh." Long Batian couldn't help but relax when he heard Yun listen to this explanation, but when he heard that Long Fei was too weak, his heart picked up again: "Yun Ruo, Long Fei is okay, will it? What's left of disability."

"Long Fei just lost too much blood, no big problem."

Yun Tingruo looked at Long Fei on the couch and said something against his will.

In fact, Long Fei’s injury was very serious, and his heart was somewhat damaged. The **** body was not only scary, but the blood kept flowing out.

"That's good, that's good."

Long Batian unconditionally believed in Yun Tingruo. He was slightly relieved when he heard that Long Fei was fine, but he was very fortunate in his heart. Fei'er was able to come out of Qijue. It must be the ancestor's blessing!

Long Batian knows exactly what kind of martial arts Long Fei has. In his heart, it is entirely luck for Long Fei to come out of the Qijue Pagoda.

"Grandpa Long, Sister Long Xuan, you go back to your room and rest. I will take care of you here."

After entering the Pagoda of Qijue from Long Fei, Long Batian and Long Xuan couldn’t eat and sleep. Both of them were bald and spent the past two days, and Yun Tingruo said that, it’s not just for two. People rest, but---!

"Okay." Long Batian is not polite. The two **** has always been in a bad mood. Now seeing Long Feiwuwu, after this body relaxes, his whole body is weak and his body is weak.

Since Long Xuan saw Long Fei coming out of the Qijue Pagoda, and heard Yun Ruo say that there was nothing serious, her whole body also softened and she was directly helped out of the room by the maid.

After the two left, Yun Tingruo's eyes flashed: "Yun Yin."

Yun Yin understood, took out the things he had prepared in his arms, and then closed all the windows in the house and lit all the candles.

Yun Tingruo quickly spread out her small burden, only to see shiny silver needles, thin needles, and a few small knives appearing in the candlelight.

"Line!"

As soon as Yun Ting Ruo's words fell, Yun Yin stretched out his hand. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the thread in his palm.

The slender hand took the silk thread, turning the fingertips, and easily threaded the silk thread into the needle.

"Give up his mouth."

If Yun Ting throws out a handkerchief, it is easy to "borrow" from the maid.

Yun Yin stuffed his handkerchief into the half-conscious Long Fei's mouth. This was to avoid biting his tongue in pain later. There was no anesthetic in ancient times. If Yun Ting did what he did next, it would be shocking.

"Press his body and don't hurt him." After Yun Ruo's words were said, Yun Yin's brows wrinkled. It was a bit difficult to control him without hurting others.

"Master, why don't you just knock him out."

Yun Yin is a little bit painful!

"It's useless." Yun Tingruo shook the needle and thread on the candlelight a few times, and rejected Yun Yin's opinion.

"Well, I will make him obedient." Yun Yin put his hands on Long Fei and swayed left and right several times before finding a comfortable movement.

"Remember, you must suppress him and don't let him move."

Yun Tingruo sat on a stool and reminded Yun Yin one last time. With his wrist raised, his fingertips moved towards Long Fei, and water flowed on his skin!

It turned out that Yun Tingruo was giving Long Fei stitches, and his skin was cracked relatively large, and several thick bones were about to be exposed. The only way was stitches.

Yun Yin's eyes widened, only the skin on her body hurts.

How did the master come up with such a cruel method.

No wonder if you want him to control Long Fei, he will wake up directly if he faints.

Yun Yin's gaze towards Long Fei is full of self-seeking blessings, brother!

"Woo!" Long Fei, who was in a coma, screamed in pain, his body twisted subconsciously, and his body was densely painful, like countless ants biting. This kind of pain is not heart-wrenching, but dense. pain.

If Yun Ting ignores Long Fei's dedicated striker, her technique is fast and steady, and her skin is united with every stitch.

"Woohoo!" Slowly, Long Fei swayed more severely. This is painful for Yunyin, and he can't knock him out, and don't use too much force, which makes it difficult for him to handle.

The three were busy with each other, some were suffering, some were sweating, and some were calm.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After Yun Tingruo finished sewing one place, he wiped some spirit pool water to let Long Fei's wound heal as much as possible.

"Master, how long will it take." Yunyin's face flushed red, it was almost an hour, and he could not hold it anymore.

Yun Tingruo didn't lift his head, and continued to clean up Long Fei's wounds. This kid's will is not bad. He can walk out with such a serious injury. It seems that it is good news.

"Now!"

Yun Tingruo's hand stopped somewhere in Long Fei, which was somewhat difficult to start.

"Master, what are you doing, okay?" Yunyin's expression was extremely painful, and his body became tense and stiff. He really couldn't hold it anymore.

"Yun Yin, that, me."

Yun Tingruo raised her eyes, and the light of the candle fell into her eyes, revealing a hint of coldness.

Yun Yin opened his mouth. Before he could even speak, he saw an embroidery needle suddenly appeared in his hand, and his position became that of Yun Tingruo.

"Master!" Yun Yin was silly, holding the small embroidery needle in his wild hand, looking at Yun Tingruo blankly.

"This position is the last scar, you come to sew." Yun Tingruo pointed to Long Fei's lower body, and from the position of his abdomen, a long scar went to his lower body.

"Ah."

Yun Yin was shivering, his eyes looked at Long Fei's faintly, damn, why there is a bloodstain there.

Why is this happening.

"Master, I won't." Yun Yin was crying, and he was quick to kill and beat people, but wouldn't it embarrass him by giving people stitches?

"Sew like you usually do."

If Yun listened without thinking, he directly blocked Yun Yin's next words.

"I, I, I." Yunyin's hand holding the embroidery needle kept trembling, looking at Long Fei's lower body, this is not sewing clothes, this is sewing flesh, or **** flesh.

Ooooooooo!

Cleanliness is the saddest thing.