Chu Yingluo let go of her hand and sighed heavily, her expression very sad.
His pipa bone was damaged, his lumbar spine was damaged, and his gluteus maximus to leg muscles were severely atrophied, which affected the muscles of his whole body. Therefore, he was paralyzed in bed, and his life was indeed not long.
Although it is difficult to recover, it is not hopeless...
The prerequisite is to have modern medical equipment, various auxiliary treatment devices, and drugs.
A good woman can't make a living without rice. A good doctor also needs someone who can treat illnesses and save lives. Doesn't this push her to a dead end?
She had just finished thinking when a glittering Olympic ring suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She looked over in surprise and saw that there was a spiritual spring in the ring that could heal diseases and clean wounds. In addition, there was also a room containing The instrument room for various medical equipment, as well as the laboratory where she does research...
Chu Yingluo's eyes widened in surprise, and the corners of her mouth began to raise crazily. She actually brought the entire hospital here.
Very good!
With this space, she can cure the prince. Not only that, she can also use it to become prosperous in this era and make full use of what she has learned throughout her life.
When Chu Yingluo stopped her thoughts, the things in front of her disappeared instantly. As long as she thought about them, they could appear again immediately.
After trying it a few times, Chu Yingluo's lips curved into an excited smile. It seemed that God had treated her well, and the free time travel also came with a golden finger.
Mo Beizhi was frowning at her strange expression, and thinking about what her unclear and harsh language meant.
Chu Yingluo turned her head and blinked at him, then raised her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, do you want me to help you check there? Maybe after three years of paralysis, Your Majesty, you can no longer be humane."
The expression on Mo Beizhi's face suddenly froze, and he turned away indifferently, his angry and shameful eyes full of forbearance: "That's my business, you don't need to worry about it."
"Don't forget it."
Chu Yingluo stood up straight and clapped her hands. After keeping some distance from him, she said with a smile: "You are lucky if you meet me. Don't worry, I will cure you."
She patted her chest in reassurance.
Hearing this, Mo Beizhi sneered coldly: "Can you cure me?"
Chu Yingluo raised her eyebrows: "When I was a child, I learned bone setting from my veterinarian uncle for two years. Every time the old scalpers in the village had their legs broken, I cured them."
Old scalper? veterinary?
Mo Beizhi looked embarrassed. Was he treating him like an animal?
Chu Yingluo crossed her arms. Seeing that he didn't believe it, she immediately frowned: "It's the same anyway. A dead horse will be treated as a living horse doctor. If you die, I will be buried with you. What a coward."
Mo Beizhi's face turned completely black. Even the doctors in the palace were unable to do anything. How could he possibly be saved? Let alone a little girl who had only treated animals. If she really treated him, she would probably die faster.
Isn't this girl really someone who was brought to disgust him by the people in the palace?
In the past three years, he had heard such words too many times and held out hope again and again, but in the end, he was still lying on the bed like a waste. He wanted to die. He had no face at all living in this world, but he was still unwilling to give in. If it wasn't for revenge, he wouldn't be hanging on for breath.
Mo Beizhi closed his eyes in pain. A cripple like him couldn't even die happily.
Forget it, let her go, he is a useless person lying on the bed, he doesn't even have the ability to resist.
At this time, Chu Yingluo ran to the side and was seriously studying how to cure him.
When she checked just now, she found that the prince had a bedsore on his buttocks, which was caused by insufficient skin cleaning.
Presumably when Uncle Wang was here, he just did it hastily and did not clean it carefully at all. Over time, the blood would not circulate, and the skin would form ulcers and erosion.
The top priority is to give the prince an injection of anti-inflammatory medicine. His skin infection is very serious, and the injection can quickly reduce inflammation and sterilize the skin.
After preparing the medicine, Chu Yingluo walked back to the bedside: "Your Majesty, I'm going to start giving you acupuncture."
Mo Beizhi turned his face slowly. Although she was asking, there was no intention of discussing it. He had no ability to resist, so he could only act like he was willing to be chopped with a knife.
"what ever......"
But the next second, Chu Yingluo turned half of his body over, and then roughly took off his pants.
Mo Beizhi's eyes were shocked, and when he turned to look at her, his eyes were dark. Acupuncture was just acupuncture, why did he need to take off his pants?
Chu Yingluo raised the corners of her lips, took out an extra-large syringe from behind, and sprayed the potion into the air.
Then, she raised the needle with her hand, aimed at the prince's butt, and thrust it in hard.
"..." Mo Beizhi was ashamed and angry.
